Find out about the book The Temple of Indra's Jewel by Rachael Stapleton, find out about the author, read a wonderful guest post, and then enter a giveaway. Have fun!
The Temple of Indra’s Jewel
Publisher: iUniverse, LLC
Number of pages: 274
Word Count: 75,279
Sophia Marcil awakens from a snorkeling accident in the Lérins Islands to find herself in the chambers—and the body—of a nineteenth-century princess.
In a confused state and with no idea of her whereabouts, Sophia embarks on a desperate quest for answers, hoping she can find her way back to her fiancé, Nick, and her true identity.
After she finds a diary in an antique desk, Sophia follows a clue that leads her to a questionable alchemist, who relays the history and magic of the mysterious amethyst she inherited from her greatgrandmother— the only possession that made the leap through time with her and perhaps the only thing that can prevent her from becoming a pawn in a murderous plot for the throne.
Using her inheritance, Sophia races through time to the twenty-first century to solve the mystery of her family’s past.
But once she is there, she unearths a dire warning about a curse that clings to her heirloom, leading her down a dangerous path involving two men from different times and ultimately puts her life at risk.
In this tale of obsession, greed and passion, a woman on a journey through time struggles to regain a family heirloom and control its magic, hoping to break the curse before it breaks her.
About the Author:
Rachael Stapleton grew up in a small town, writing as a hobby until the age of sixteen when she was given the opportunity to pen a column for the Orono Weekly Times. Today she is a dedicated writer who contributes to a weekly writer’s circle and is also a proud member of the Writer’s Community of Durham Region.
Rachael lives in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and two children.
Guest Post by the author Rachael Stapleton:
I was asked recently who I’d invite to a Halloween party if I could invite anyone in the world that I wanted. I gave it a bit of thought and here are my top choices.
The Sanderson Sisters from Hocus Pocus. How fun would it be to party with Winnie, the buck-toothed leader with her knowledge of dark rituals, curses, and spells? Plus we’d get to meet the book.
“Twist the bones and bend them back
Trim him of his baby fat
Give him fur black as black”
Next up would definitely be The Maitland’s, the Deletes and of course that miscreant freelance bio-exorcist ghost. Not only is Beetlejuice dead but he’s funny – talk about the perfect Halloween guest.
“Ah. Well... I attended Juilliard... I'm a graduate of the Harvard business school. I travel quite extensively. I lived through the Black Plague and had a pretty good time during that. I've seen the EXORCIST ABOUT A HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVEN TIMES, AND IT KEEPS GETTING FUNNIER EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE IT... NOT TO MENTION THE FACT THAT YOU'RE TALKING TO A DEAD GUY... NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK? You think I'm qualified?”
So that’s nine party goers taken care of. My next guest would be the incredibly talented Ichabod Crane with his bag of investigative tools. Of course I’d insist he bring along Katrina and her father Baltus. And no spooky party would be complete without the Headless Horseman. Perhaps he’d return from Hell and bring Lady Van Tassel with him. I’d sit them next to someone I really didn’t like.
And of course, there would be Rochus, the loveable tortured alchemist from my book, The Temple of Indra’s Jewel. Unfortunately he’d have to wear an eye patch because he only has one now. I’d also invite a few more characters from the series but I can’t tell you who they would be without spoiling the mystery. Let’s just say, I’d enjoy watching them interact with the dinner guests but I would definitely keep a weapon close by. Rochus would of course protect me with his magic spells and incantations. Is it fair to let them loose on my unsuspecting guests? Not really but after all, it is Halloween and who doesn’t love a good thrill. Check out my website www.rachaestapleton.com and perhaps I’ll invite you to my next imaginary Halloween Party. Just be sure to leave the children at home. You know how Mary Sanderson can smell them out. . .