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Through the Veil
The Aisling Chronicles
Book One
Colleen Halverson         
 
Genre: Urban Fantasy
 
Publisher: Entangled
 
Date of Publication: February 22, 2016
 
ASIN: B01B1NC29Q
 
Number of pages: 400 pages
Word Count: 120K
 
Cover Artist: Louisa Maggio
 
Book Description:
 
Where the fairy tale ends, destiny begins. Elizabeth Tanner is no Tinkerbell, and her life is no fairy tale. Broke and drowning in student loans, the one thing she wants more than anything is a scholarship from the Trinity Foundation. But after the ancient Irish text she's studying turns out to be more than just a book, she becomes their prisoner instead. And when Trinity reveals Elizabeth is half-Fae, she finds herself at the center of a plot to save the magical races of Ireland from a brutal civil war.
 
As Commander of Trinity's elite warriors, Finn O'Connell isn't used to having his authority challenged. He doesn't know whether to punish or protect the infuriating young woman in his custody. When he discovers the Dark Fae want to use Elizabeth's abilities to control the source of all power in the universe, he'll risk everything to help her. At the mercy of Trinity and enslaved to the Dark Fae, Elizabeth finds herself alone on the wrong side of an Irish myth thousands of years in the making. Refusing to be a pawn in their game, Elizabeth has to fight her way back to the man she loves, but to do so, she must wage her own war against the magic that binds her.
 
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Wiping the crumbs off his jeans, Finn reached into his backpack and threw an apple at me, which I caught with a deft hand.
 
            “Nice catch,” he said, grinning.
 
            I flung the apple up into the air and caught it in my other hand. “I played third base. Little League.”
 
            “You mean baseball?”
 
            I nodded.
 
            “Never seen a game myself.”
 
            I gaped at Finn. “You mean you live in Chicago, and you’ve never been to a Cubs game?”           
 
            He shrugged. “Not interested.” Finn’s eyes lit up, and he shoved me playfully with his shoulder. “Now hurling. That’s a good game.”
 
            “Well, they’re totally different. That’s not even a fair comparison,” I said with a sniff.  
 
            “Fair enough,” Finn said, wistful. “Really, nothing can compare with hurling.”
 
            I laughed. “Moiré tried to explain the rules to me once, but she lost me after hurley stick.”
 
            “Oh, it’s simple, really.” Finn jumped down and rummaged around the rubble until he found a large branch. He swung it, the stick cutting through the air, slowly at first, but then with more force. Finn’s chest muscles rippled between the flaps of his leather jacket, and my blood pulsed in my ears at the sight of him, dancing from foot to foot as he practiced his swing.
 
            “Now the point of hurling,” Finn began, “is to use this stick, the hurley stick.” He raised the old branch in the air. “To get a little ball called a sliotar either over or under your opponent’s goalpost.” Finn picked up a handful of small rocks and, using his “hurley,” sent a pebble whizzing over the stone wall, inches from my head.
 
            “Hey, watch it!”
 
            Finn smiled up at me. “You with me so far?”          
 
            I nodded.
 
            “Now,” Finn said. “If the ball flies under the goalpost into the net, it’s worth three points.” Finn sent another pebble skittering against the wall, right next to my boot. “But you have to get it past the keeper, and that can be a challenge.” His eyes glittered at me as he swung his stick again. He threw a rock up in the air and with a loud thwack sent it zooming over the wall. I held out my hand and caught the stone, the look on Finn’s face making up for the sting of impact.
 
            “And he’s out!” I cried, jumping off the wall and doing a mock victory dance. “Cubs win!  Cubs win! Wooooooooooooo!”
 
            Finn stalked over to me and grabbed my fist. “Will you settle down!” he said, attempting to pry the pebble from my grip. “I’m trying to teach you a three-thousand-year-old art form and you’re nattering on about the fecking Cubs.”
 
            I giggled, snatching his hurley stick from his hands.
 
            “Technical foul!” Finn barked behind me, but I sprinted away, swinging the hurley over my head as I climbed the wall.
 
            “Get back here, you brat!” Finn bolted after me so quickly, he lost his footing on the stone wall and tumbled to the ground.  I laughed as he came to his feet, his hair loose, chasing me. 
 
             “It’s the bottom of the ninth, bases are loaded!”
 
            Finn made a snatch for the stick, but I feigned to the right.
 
            “Tanner’s up to bat.” I climbed a set of old stairs to nowhere and tossed up the stone. I popped out my hips and, following through on the turn, sent the stone flying over the hill and down the cliffs below. I jumped down, swinging my baseball/hurley bat. “Homerun by Tanner! And the Cubs win the pennant!”
 
            Finn smacked into me, and I collapsed to the ground, his wide body over mine as he grasped for the stick.
 
            “Dammit, O’Connell!” I gasped beneath Finn, his whole weight crushing my chest.  “Now I know for a fact hurling is not a contact sport!” I laughed as I squirmed to get away, holding out the stick just beyond his reach.
 
            “Neither is baseball!”
 
            With a devilish grin, Finn tickled my armpit, and I curled up in a fit of giggles. He made a grab for my wrist, pinning me to the ground, and his gray eyes danced as he looked down at me. My laughter faded, and running my other hand through his hair, I pulled his face to mine. He kissed me, a low moan rumbling deep in his throat.
 
            Finn nipped my bottom lip with his teeth, and my back arched as our hips melded together, my better judgment forgotten. He slid his arm beneath my shoulders and pulled me close against him, kissing me long and hard, and I gasped, gulping for air as he lowered his mouth to my neck.

 

About the Author:
 
As a child, Colleen Halverson used to play in the woods imagining worlds and telling stories to herself. Growing up on military bases, she found solace in her local library and later decided to make a living sharing the wonders of literature to poor, unsuspecting college freshmen. After backpacking through Ireland and singing in a traditional Irish music band, she earned a PhD in English with a specialization in Irish literature. When she’s not making up stories or teaching, she can be found hiking the rolling hills of the Driftless area of Wisconsin with her husband and two children. THROUGH THE VEIL is her debut novel.
 
 
 
 



 
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March 2016 Reads

March 2016 Reads  

Here is once again my monthly recap, March was reading wise a good month which really surprised me considering everyone in my family was sick with the flu or other lovely things and I didn't get as much reading time in as I wanted to.

But that is the reason I lowed my goal, so I don't have to rush and panic when something like sickness gets in the my way.

I still got a few reviews copies in, actually all but Beyond the Veil, were review copies, so all is good.

Next month I plan on picking up a new series to read for my "fun' reading time, between review copies.

Also plan on getting through some of the standalone books I have sitting on my shelf.

Since I also kind of need a break from anything paranormal, I might pick up more contemporary romance books. Something light and fun with a HEA.

That's about it for March at the end of this post I will also add the giveaway again, for those who have not entered yet or want to enter again (some options can be done daily).

It is a huge giveaway and you can win a lot of neat stuff, from books to swag and gift cards and much more. The grand prize is $180 Cash (through paypal) . So it is definitely worth entering.

Good Luck :)

As always I will include the buy links for the books below in the review that I will link.

As always happy reading and thank you all for your support :)


 

Through the Veil by Colleen Halverson

 

Through the Veil

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Elizabeth Tanner is no Tinkerbell, and her life is no fairy tale. Broke and drowning in student loans, the one thing she wants more than anything is a scholarship from the Trinity Foundation. But after the ancient Irish text she’s studying turns out to be more than just a book, she becomes their prisoner instead. And when Trinity reveals Elizabeth is half-Fae, she finds herself at the center of a plot to save the magical races of Ireland from a brutal civil war.

As Commander of Trinity’s elite warriors, Finn O’Connell isn’t used to having his authority challenged. He doesn’t know whether to punish or protect the infuriating young woman in his custody. When he discovers the Dark Fae want to use Elizabeth’s abilities to control the source of all power in the universe, he’ll risk everything to help her.

At the mercy of Trinity and enslaved to the Dark Fae, Elizabeth finds herself alone on the wrong side of an Irish myth thousands of years in the making. Refusing to be a pawn in their game, Elizabeth has to fight her way back to the man she loves, but to do so, she must wage her own war against the magic that binds her.

 

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4 ½ ★

 

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Fire Touched by Patricia Briggs

 

Fire Touched

 

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Mercy Thompson has been hailed as “a heroine who continues to grow and yet always remains true to herself.”* Now she’s back, and she’ll soon discover that when the fae stalk the human world, it’s the children who suffer… Tensions between the fae and humans are coming to a head. And when coyote shapeshifter Mercy and her Alpha werewolf mate, Adam, are called upon to stop a rampaging troll, they find themselves with something that could be used to make the fae back down and forestall out-and-out war: a human child stolen long ago by the fae. Defying the most powerful werewolf in the country, the humans, and the fae, Mercy, Adam, and their pack choose to protect the boy no matter what the cost. But who will protect them from a boy who is fire touched?

 

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5 ★

 

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The Exorcist Who Loved Me by Jennifer Savalli

 

The Exorcist Who Loved Me

 

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Hiring an exorcist is not something widowed single mom Holly Archer ever thought she’d do. But the blackouts she’s been having mean someone—or something—is hijacking her body and she wants it stopped, like yesterday.

The hottie who shows up at her door is the first man who’s sparked her interest since her awful marriage. It’s no hardship to give herself over to his skills, and in short order the spirit is ejected—and Holly comes face to face with Celia, the ghost of her dead husband’s mistress.

Lawe Callahan figured this would be an easy case, and by morning he’d be headed for another town, leaving Holly and her witchy amber eyes behind. Until she agrees to help the ghost, who refuses to budge until her killer is brought to justice.

As the investigation heats up, so does Lawe and Holly’s attraction. But their differences not only threaten any chance of something real, their quest for the truth could drive a killer to tie up all loose ends—permanently.

Warning: Contains a footloose exorcist who doesn’t let grave dirt stick to his feet for long, and a woman who isn’t in a hurry to commune with the dead. A little sleuthing, a little more gettin’ nekkid, and a lotta angst.

 

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4 ★

 

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Light Runner by Philip Brown

 

Light Runner

 

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Sixteen-year-old Dara Adengard would rather read graphic novels than do her homework and prefers the freedom of skateboarding to the restrictions of life with her military father. Stung by the recent death of her mother, Dara conceals her mom’s picture under a square of grip tape on her skateboard. But no matter how much Dara tries to keep a foothold on the past, she can’t ride away from her own destiny.

One evening, she discovers a silver and gold armlet with mysterious powers in the shadowy water of the swimming pool. Forged from an ancient meteorite metal, it possesses the power to heal or wound. When Dara holds it, it emits a light that seems to have been ignited by a star’s ray. Moments later, she is stunned to find that someone’s broken into her apartment, her father has vanished, and a dead body lies sprawled in the courtyard.

Evading the police, Dara escapes on a perilous quest for her father, begins to uncover her mother’s hidden past, and starts to realize the shocking truth about herself. Accompanied by a stray dog, Dara soars to sudden fame on the wings of a YouTube video that shows her using the Jyotisha to heal the handsome Diego of a gunshot wound. When the video goes viral, a famous TV talk show personality connects with her, and Dara is propelled from homeless runaway to worldwide sensation.

 

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Beyond the Veil: Book One by Charity Becker

 

Beyond the Veil

 

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When the dark riders come, death always follows. There is no escape, for they have no mercy. For thousands of years, this has been the only truth for the people of Ahwn. However, the soldiers of Brynn have not given up. The prophecies tell of a great journey across the world and through the Sleeping Grounds, a land of magic and mystery from which no one has ever returned. The prize: a legendary weapon of immeasurable power. The only weapon strong enough to tip the scales in their centuries-long war. Whoever wields the weapon first, wins.

But countless lives have been lost in the search, because the final key was never found. . . until now.

When the dark riders raid her peaceful village, slaughter her family, and enslave her, Lilly, a sheltered young woman who knows nothing of the outside world, must fight for her life. Amid lies and deceit, death and magic, Lilly must pick a champion, knowing that if she chooses wrong, Ahwn will pay the ultimate price.

 

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4 ½ ★

 

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Through the Veil (Aisling Chronicles #1) by Colleen Halverson
Through the Veil - Colleen Halverson

 

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Elizabeth Tanner is no Tinkerbell, and her life is no fairy tale. Broke and drowning in student loans, the one thing she wants more than anything is a scholarship from the Trinity Foundation. But after the ancient Irish text she's studying turns out to be more than just a book, she becomes their prisoner instead. And when Trinity reveals Elizabeth is half-Fae, she finds herself at the center of a plot to save the magical races of Ireland from a brutal civil war.

As Commander of Trinity's elite warriors, Finn O'Connell isn't used to having his authority challenged. He doesn't know whether to punish or protect the infuriating young woman in his custody. When he discovers the Dark Fae want to use Elizabeth's abilities to control the source of all power in the universe, he'll risk everything to help her.

At the mercy of Trinity and enslaved to the Dark Fae, Elizabeth finds herself alone on the wrong side of an Irish myth thousands of years in the making. Refusing to be a pawn in their game, Elizabeth has to fight her way back to the man she loves, but to do so, she must wage her own war against the magic that binds her.

 

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4 ½ ★

 

This was one book that really surprised me… in a very good way. Being (I think) Colleen’s first book I wasn’t sure what to expect but the blurb sounded interesting so I went for it.

Boy am I glad I did not miss out on this book.  It was a page turner from page one and I had a hard time putting it down.

It has very good world and character building and easy to read even with the complex world and characters.

I really liked Elizabeth, she is a strong kick#ss female character and will not stay down for long. No matter what happens to her. And let me tell you, she goes to hell and back in this book. Despite all she goes through, she still sees good in people and stands by them. She has some weak moments but all things considers, she earned them and it made her much more realistic.

I also liked Finn a lot. He is the perfect alpha male with a soft side that is nicely balanced. He has some secrets that are not discovered until the very end, but that made him so much more interesting and loveable.

The side characters are well balanced with the book, they all have their own backstory and part of the overall story arc but don’t take away for Elizabeth and her journey.

The romance part was another great part and was nicely written, it just seemed to fit right. It didn’t seem to pushed in the story or anything like some paranormal romance novels. It fit right and was not to much and not too little.

The entire book is a roller-coaster, packed full with action, twists and turns on every page as well as some smexy time. Some parts of the book are rather dark, but that made it so much more fun to read.

I can’t bot wait to read the second book and see how things continue for Elizabeth and Finn as well.

 

I rate this book a 4 ½ ★

 

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Through the Veil by Colleen Halverson
Through The Veil - Colleen Halverson
Elizabeth seems to be your typical awkward yet attractive graduate student, but suddenly the world of legends comes bursting into her master's thesis and all hell breaks loose. Elizabeth finds herself swept away to a far away place - well just Chicago to start with, but that's just a little baby step for what's to come. Elizabeth is about to take the trip of a lifetime.
 
As Elizabeth begins to learn more of her family history, lots of other secrets start crawling out of the woodwork. There were times I didn't know who were the good guys and who were the bad. But they all want to use Elizabeth and her unpracticed powers for their own needs. Finn is at the heart of this conflict and does a great job of totally confusing me emotionally. I loved him, I hated him, I thought he needed to die a slow painful death, and then I wanted to smother him with love. 
 
Through the Veil is quite an epic adventure with some really amazing characters and creatures. I couldn't put it down for anything! And now I have to wait for book two - I'm not sure how I'm going to manage that.
 
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Blog Tour - THROUGH THE VEIL
Where the fairy tale ends, destiny begins.

Elizabeth Tanner is no Tinkerbell, and her life is no fairy tale. Broke and drowning in student loans, the one thing she wants more than anything is a scholarship from the Trinity Foundation. But after the ancient Irish text she's studying turns out to be more than just a book, she becomes their prisoner instead. And when Trinity reveals Elizabeth is half-Fae, she finds herself at the center of a plot to save the magical races of Ireland from a brutal civil war.
 
As Commander of Trinity's elite warriors, Finn O'Connell isn't used to having his authority challenged. He doesn't know whether to punish or protect the infuriating young woman in his custody. When he discovers the Dark Fae want to use Elizabeth's abilities to control the source of all power in the universe, he'll risk everything to help her.
 
At the mercy of Trinity and enslaved to the Dark Fae, Elizabeth finds herself alone on the wrong side of an Irish myth thousands of years in the making. Refusing to be a pawn in their game, Elizabeth has to fight her way back to the man she loves, but to do so, she must wage her own war against the magic that binds her.
 
 
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Wiping the crumbs off his jeans, Finn reached into his backpack and threw an apple at me, which I caught with a deft hand.

 

“Nice catch,” he said, grinning.

 

I flung the apple up into the air and caught it in my other hand. “I played third base. Little League.”

 

“You mean baseball?”

 

I nodded.

 

“Never seen a game myself.”

 

I gaped at Finn. “You mean you live in Chicago, and you’ve never been to a Cubs game?”

 

He shrugged. “Not interested.” Finn’s eyes lit up, and he shoved me playfully with his shoulder. “Now hurling. That’s a good game.”

 

“Well, they’re totally different. That’s not even a fair comparison,” I said with a sniff.

 

“Fair enough,” Finn said, wistful. “Really, nothing can compare with hurling.”

 

I laughed. “Moiré tried to explain the rules to me once, but she lost me after hurley stick.”

 

“Oh, it’s simple, really.” Finn jumped down and rummaged around the rubble until he found a large branch. He swung it, the stick cutting through the air, slowly at first, but then with more force. Finn’s chest muscles rippled between the flaps of his leather jacket, and my blood pulsed in my ears at the sight of him, dancing from foot to foot as he practiced his swing.

 

“Now the point of hurling,” Finn began, “is to use this stick, the hurley stick.” He raised the old branch in the air. “To get a little ball called a sliotar either over or under your opponent’s goalpost.” Finn picked up a handful of small rocks and, using his “hurley,” sent a pebble whizzing over the stone wall, inches from my head.

 

“Hey, watch it!”

 

Finn smiled up at me. “You with me so far?”

 

I nodded.

 

“Now,” Finn said. “If the ball flies under the goalpost into the net, it’s worth three points.” Finn sent another pebble skittering against the wall, right next to my boot. “But you have to get it past the keeper, and that can be a challenge.” His eyes glittered at me as he swung his stick again. He threw a rock up in the air and with a loud thwack sent it zooming over the wall. I held out my hand and caught the stone, the look on Finn’s face making up for the sting of impact.

 

“And he’s out!” I cried, jumping off the wall and doing a mock victory dance. “Cubs win! Cubs win! Wooooooooooooo!”

 

Finn stalked over to me and grabbed my fist. “Will you settle down!” he said, attempting to pry the pebble from my grip. “I’m trying to teach you a three-thousand-year-old art form and you’re nattering on about the fecking Cubs.”

 

I giggled, snatching his hurley stick from his hands.

 

“Technical foul!” Finn barked behind me, but I sprinted away, swinging the hurley over my head as I climbed the wall.

 

“Get back here, you brat!” Finn bolted after me so quickly, he lost his footing on the stone wall and tumbled to the ground. I laughed as he came to his feet, his hair loose, chasing me.

 

“It’s the bottom of the ninth, bases are loaded!”

 

Finn made a snatch for the stick, but I feigned to the right.

 

“Tanner’s up to bat.” I climbed a set of old stairs to nowhere and tossed up the stone. I popped out my hips and, following through on the turn, sent the stone flying over the hill and down the cliffs below. I jumped down, swinging my baseball/hurley bat. “Homerun by Tanner! And the Cubs win the pennant!”

 

Finn smacked into me, and I collapsed to the ground, his wide body over mine as he grasped for the stick.

 

“Dammit, O’Connell!” I gasped beneath Finn, his whole weight crushing my chest. “Now I know for a fact hurling is not a contact sport!” I laughed as I squirmed to get away, holding out the stick just beyond his reach.

 

“Neither is baseball!”

 

With a devilish grin, Finn tickled my armpit, and I curled up in a fit of giggles. He made a grab for my wrist, pinning me to the ground, and his gray eyes danced as he looked down at me. My laughter faded, and running my other hand through his hair, I pulled his face to mine. He kissed me, a low moan rumbling deep in his throat.

 

Finn nipped my bottom lip with his teeth, and my back arched as our hips melded together, my better judgment forgotten. He slid his arm beneath my shoulders and pulled me close against him, kissing me long and hard, and I gasped, gulping for air as he lowered his mouth to my neck.

 
 
 
 

 
 
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And Then Came Jane…

 

I don’t remember a time without books. My parents say I brought stacks of books with me wherever we went, and while they might be exaggerating a bit, it’s true that even at an early age I surrounded myself with them. Their cool pages, the smooth texture of the ink somehow soothing to me. My dad was a touring musician in the Army and my mom worked full-time, so my brothers and I were left alone to our devices a great deal. I spent whole summer days in our local library, and I read everything in the kids’ section, graduating eventually from picture books to endless volumes of Babysitter’s Club and Sweet Valley High.

 

One of my favorite books, something I never grew out of, was a collection of Hans Christian Anderson fairy tales. The illustrations were glorious, but the stories had an incredible darkness to them I found fascinating. I felt I had been sold a false bill of goods by Disney because in these stories, the brave princess didn’t always prevail, the heroes weren’t always brave, and sometimes the villains had the best storylines of all.

 

I also had a strong affinity for children’s literature’s greatest anti-heroines: Mary Lennox, Jo March, Harriet the Spy. I grew up with a great awareness that there was something in my personality, something in my core that kept me from fulfilling this sweet, Shirley Temple standard of girlhood that a lot of people seemed to demand from me. These girls offered an alternative of the cult of “sugar and spice” that I so desperately needed at that age.

 

But one day, when I was probably about eleven, I walked into my bedroom to find a copy of Jane Eyre on my bed. My mom had found it for 99 cents in a used book bin, and she mentioned that she read it when she was about my age and enjoyed it. The Victorian language was difficult for me at first, but there was something in young Jane’s voice that kept me reading. The tenacious Jane, Jane the outsider, Jane the brave. I had never met a character like her, and I devoured this book, reading it over and over again.

 

To give you some context, adolescence was not kind to me. I was overweight, had a face full of acne, and a head full of frizzy hair I couldn’t tame no matter what I did. In a culture that values female beauty, I was starting to feel valueless, and as my hormones started going crazy and my head filled with visions of Christian Slater (I was obsessed with Heathers) and the boy in my Algebra class, I started to feel I might never experience this thing called “love” because of my genetics.

 

And then came Jane.

 

Jane taught me that even if you are “poor, obscure, plain, and little,” you can still be a heroine. No matter who you are or where you come from, you can still be smart, capable, amazing, interesting, and powerful. You can still live a kick-ass life and have adventures. And for this lonely, impressionable eleven year old girl, she taught me that no matter what you look like, you are still deserving of love. And not just any love. Love on your own terms.

 

 

If I could point to my earliest influences for Through the Veil, they derive from these formative literary experiences, of connecting with the darker things, the people who don’t quite fit in. When I finally sat down to write, after years of putting it off—going on my own adventures, finding my own great love, having kids—I knew I wanted to bring these two things together. I didn’t set out to write a dark fairy tale, but it seemed the only way to explore the heroine I wanted to create. And while she is tested throughout the novel, she also finds a way to exist in this mad world without compromising herself.

 
 
About the author: 


As a child, Colleen Halverson used to play in the woods imagining worlds and telling stories to herself. Growing up on military bases, she found solace in her local library and later decided to make a living sharing the wonders of literature to poor, unsuspecting college freshman. After backpacking through Ireland and singing in a traditional Irish music band, she earned a PhD in English with a specialization in Irish literature. When she’s not making up stories or teaching, she can be found hiking the rolling hills of the Driftless area of Wisconsin with her husband and two children.
 
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