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Nina Pierce–Erotic Suspense Author
Thank you for letting me come over and play in your corner of the Internet, Romance Junkies! Sometimes a writer just needs to get out, stretch her legs, and check out another blog! I’m happy to be here visiting with everyone today!
My debut novel “The Healer’s Garden” was a December 2007 molten erotic release from Liquid Silver Books. It’s not dark or chilling but it is a suspense story that takes place in an alternative future.
A world left after the devastating plague of the twenty-first century nearly wiped out the male population and significantly decreased the female population. A place where woman have evolved and developed the talents of prophesying, telepathy, telekinesis, and the greatest gift of all—healing.
In this female dominated society, continuing the human population is of utmost importance. The virus that decimated humans has also rendered male sperm incapable of surviving artificial insemination and cloning has yet to be perfected. The government has enslaved acceptable males and decreed that woman must mate with them and birth two infants before the age of thirty.
It’s at the government breeding facility known as the Garden of Serenity that gifted healer Jahara Hriznek meets the mating instructor Brenimyn and so begins their tumultuous relationship.
Brenimyn believes the time is now to rise up and restore social equality for all. He is searching for the one woman prophesied to be his mate and partner in the battle against the government and believes Jahara is that woman. But can Brenimyn convince Jahara to trust her heart and follow him? And will that love be enough to unite them in a coup against the government and bring about a new world order?
Here’s the book trailer:
And a short excerpt:
The sound from the crowd rolled up from the grass. The noise engulfed Brenimyn like a thunderous storm. He had never delivered the words with such enthusiasm and confidence. Putting his arm around Jahara, he was showered with the strength flowing from her. He kissed her passionately, barely able to control the impulse to run his hands down her body and feel her respond to his touch. She melted into him and he held her until the noise diminished, satisfied in the minimal contact.
Knowing the next step would be the hardest, he hugged Jahara close to him. Her body tensed. She understood what was coming. “Most honorable friends.” He raised his arm, waiting for the din to subside. “The time has come. We have waited and now it will begin.” Pausing a heartbeat, Brenimyn let the suspense hang in the air. “Men, no longer will we submit to the domination of the female species.” The breeders whooped and raised their fists. “No more will we be treated as animals good only for increasing the female population.” Some men jumped to their feet. “We will no longer accept that we are not worthy of gifts and education.” Even with the amplifier, Brenimyn had to shout to be heard over the celebrating crowd.
“Women, you will no longer be forced to procreate for the sake of continuing humankind. Mating will be a choice, one’s body freely given to another for the sake of love, not obligation for reproduction.” Everyone was on their feet. “The time has come to stop ripping your children from your womb and your hearts.” He watched the pregnant women cradle their swollen stomachs. “We have waited long enough, the time is now.”
He let the crowd have their moment before lifting his hand. The crowd settled back into the grass. The murmurs of approval still rippled over them like a pebble dropped in water.
“The prophecy says: two great warriors, a woman and a man shall join together to ready an army for a monumental battle. It will not be fought with weapons as our ancestors had done, but with intellect and cunning. This war will oppose all common beliefs and bring about a new world order where men and women, as equals, shall reign.” Jahara went slack in his arms. She braced her hand on his chest, her gaze flicking wildly about the people below. Holding her quivering body, Brenimyn knew only his arm kept her from collapsing. This was a burden anyone would find difficult to shoulder.
“Many visionaries have confirmed the prophecy. As you know, from a young age, I understood I was the chosen one. I accepted the responsibility many years ago and have prepared the way, waiting anxiously for the woman who would stand at my side.” The crowd stilled, holding a collective breath, already knowing the words he would speak. Unsure of her reaction, Brenimyn looked down at Jahara. He watched her transformation in rapt fascination.
Stepping away from him, she stood with her feet planted, pulling herself up tall. She filled her lungs, her barebreasts held high. The dark triangle of her womanhood was visible through the gossamer fabric of her breeches billowing in the breeze. She looked so feminine. Yet, under the lifted chin and unpretentious set of her mouth, he could see the fierce warrior the visionaries had promised. She held her arms casually at her side, not at her hips in defiance as many would.
All this happened in a matter of seconds.
“I present to you today, my mate–the honorable Jahara Hriznek. She is the one sent to save us from the tyranny of the Governmental Body of the Garden.”
Bowing before the thunderous crowd, she accepted the accolades with humility. Brenimyn was sure his heart would burst with love for the brave woman standing not above him like so many other females, but at his side.
I love this couple… love that Brenimyn is willing to risk his life to stand up for something he believes in and fight for the woman he loves. I love that Jahara knows not what is asked of her, but she’s willing to go against the status quo to begin a monumental reform none the less.
I was born in the 60’s, but I am not a child of the 60’s. That was an era when men and women laid down in front of bulldozers or carried picket signs or stood up against the government on court hall steps. I’ve never stepped up in public and fought for a cause I believed in. I’m opinionated and not too shy to express myself, but have never gone to jail to prove a point. I greatly admire people who have stepped out of their comfort zone and stood up for a cause.
I love to hear stories of people with that much bravery. Have you taken a stand? Or would you like to? Tell me about it. I’ll pick one winner from all the commenters today to receive an e-copy of “The Healer’s Garden”. Don’t be shy, I’d love to hear from you! I’ll be here all day!
And if you’re interested in finding out more about my books, please visit me at my website or friend me on MySpace. I’d love to hear from you!
Wow. What an intriguing novel. The concept sounds wonderful and deep, I’ve definitely added this one to my TBR list 🙂
As for going to jail to prove a point…I’ve never done it, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t. I’m (in)famous for being opinionated and outspoken about it, and I have taken steps to make changes when I thought things were unjust…sometimes it worked, sometimes not, but it feels better to be doing something than it does to be bitching about it.
Though truthfully, I spend more time doing the latter.
I wonder why that is?
I always wondered if I stand tall in circumstances like the ones in “Healer’s Garden”. I love that story.
I’ve taken unpopular stands before. The last one put me off stating my political opinion in a public forum for a while. It isn’t easy to face down a jeering, angry crowd. I didn’t like it.
But I don’t often feel passionately enough about something to take a huge risk. When I do, I stand up and get counted. That’s what I love about “Garden”‘s characters. They stand, in spite of the consequences, in spite of their fear.
Great post, Nina.
*runs over and tackles Jen* Hey, thanks for coming to visit me here! Glad you enjoyed Healer’s. *slips Jen a $20*
I can just see you strutting into the President’s office. And of course you won. Nah … there are a ton of good lawyers, the writing world would miss you too much. You’ve picked the right place to set down your computer!
Never been to jail to prove a point myself, but I have stood up against censorship. Caused a big broo-haa-haa in college with that one. Got my butt hauled into see the President–and won the case.
Perhaps I should have studied law instead of becoming a writer….