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The Samsara Chronicles to TV

My co-author, Diana Kemp and I, are super excited at the following news!! Our books are going to the silver screen!!

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EQUILIBRIUM

Equilibrium – Book 14 the final book of the Samsara Chronicles

Available on Kindle June 1

Aislinn and Dylan are held captive by the Klatrians. Vark wants the skull and vows nothing will stop him from gaining its power.

The royal pair’s next journey is to go back to Earth and help the Earthlings restore their planet. But now, the safety of two worlds hangs in the balance. Can they come up with a plan to escape?

EXCERPT:

Vark gazed at the huge ball of rainbow luminescence that approached. “What is that?” He found it unimaginable that such a delicate looking object could have traveled deep space, withstood the onslaught of meteorites and other celestial hazards. There had to be more to the ball than what they could see. He scrutinized it but saw no evidence of engines, of anything that could power it. For a fleeting moment, he was awed by a technology that seemed to surpass what had even once existed on Klatria.

An uneasy murmuring erupted from the entourage. Vark’s head swiveled to gaze through the transparent barrier. The object appeared as a luminous orb glowing with prismatic ribbons that glowed against an infinite starry background dominated by the looming glacier. Upon transmitting the landing coordinates to Nirvana, Vark had demanded to know the identity of the craft that would transport the princess. The information was provided, but even so, to watch it hovering toward him defied belief. Somewhere in the forgotten recesses of Vark’s mind, the sight reminded him of something that happened long ago after the seasonal deluges when the sky was drenched with moisture and the light of the sun created a vision in the sky—

The recollection vanished almost immediately, leaving him confused at why such an insignificant thought should trouble him at all. Turning to the guards, his voice emerged as a hoarse bark.

“Seize them,” he said, indicating the royals.

Bonerus rose his hand to strike one of the guards, but Samara grasped his arm. This will resolve nothing, she whispered in his mind. Do not threaten Alaya’s task now that she is almost here.

Rodorus moved to block the guards. “Soulmaster, this is quite unnecessary—”

Vark turned on him in a rage. “Enough! The hostages are to be kept under guard until the exchange of the skull.” He glared venomously at the royals, both of whom returned his gaze with infuriating coolness. “The time of pandering to these parasites draws to an end. The Nirvanan princess will do my bidding, and my bidding alone.”

Nexus

Nexus – Book 13 of the Samsara Chronicles

After Aislinn and Dylan participate in Shakan’s banishment to the Overlap, they prepare for their journey to Klatria to rescue Aislinn’s parents.

Certain that Shakan’s banishment to the Overlap has forever ended the tainted bloodline of Jhanvar, Aislinn and Dylan  prepare, with the help of Altithronus, emissary to the Antiquitas, for their journey to Klatria to rescue the royals.

 

EXCERPT:

 

Malendi merely smiled, though she could not quite suppress a shudder of excitement. For as long as she had known Janku, she had never glimpsed the gentle personality that Anelda claimed he once possessed. That something as lowly as a vegetable bar could create such changes was a miracle beyond any of their expectations. With a sense of pride she understood that her efforts, combined with those of Anelda’s and the resistance, would ultimately exonerate the evil unleashed by Vark in the name of Klatria.

She reached out and squeezed Janku’s hand. He virtually spasmed at the contact, but did not withdraw his hand. “Go now,” she said. “The others will be hungry. See that the bars are distributed among all.”

He nodded mutely and hurried down the corridor, a look of gratitude and fear in his eyes. As soon as he disappeared, Malendi returned to the nook and picked up a second basket. She paused to retrieve a half-eaten bar from beneath the cloth cover and ate it. While she chewed, her gaze roamed the rank, dripping tunnel. Near the intersection of a parallel tunnel, a misshapen milliped wriggled from a bubbling pit and scuttled off into a crevice in the adjacent rock. Suddenly, the glistening rock surface shimmied.

She gasped and pressed herself into the nook. The large serpentine shape immediately below the rock surface filled her with a gnawing sense of dread. A triangular head paused and swayed toward her direction. Fearful of the throwort’s keen sense of smell, Malendi breathed shallowly and forced herself to remain absolutely still. The effort soon fatigued her and it took a supreme effort to keep her body from shaking. She shut her eyes and willed the creature to move on.

Finally, the throwort wriggled away in the direction of the other tunnel. Exhausted, Malendi sagged against the rock. Her lungs burned with each gulping breath, her rubbery legs barely able to support her weight. To divert her mind from her physical discomfort, she envisioned the creature infiltrating Vark’s quarters. It would have been such a simple solution to the tyranny the surviving population endured, yet the man who had once called himself their leader seemed impervious to attack whereas so many others had died. So often did she question the justice in the apparent annihilation of her people that it had become a constant undercurrent in her mind.

Welcome to my Blog!

Just an introduction because this is a new blog, so getting used to everything first! I’m Gabriella Bradley, duh, as the title of my blog, lol. I’m a writer. I write in most genres from adult to mainstream romance.

How do I get my ideas? From reading magazines, the newspaper, TV, observing people, and sometimes when I meditate, I simply get inspired. At times, I can write a story in a couple of days, well, um, novella length. It depends. Other times I might experience a block. Doesn’t matter, I just dig up another project. I have so many unfinished projects, I’ll probably never finish them in my lifetime.