Real Magic Dusted With Life
– That’s what you’ll read when you visit Kade’s Facebook Author page. How’s that for a tempting lead-in?
I met Kade at the recent Metro Book Festival, a charming and friendly lady that writes supernatural fantasy novels. The Scribbler is most fortunate to have Kade as out guest this week. She has agreed to a 4Q Interview and to sharing a brief excerpt from one of her novels.
Kade Cook is a major fantasy fangirl. Her love of Twilight, The Mortal Instruments and A Court of Thorns and Roses inspired her to write her own fantasy book series, The Covenant of Shadows.
Book one, GREY, was a finalist for the 2017 Emerging Writer's Prize for Canada's best new books in Speculative Fiction.
Born and raised as a 'Maritimer' through and through, Kade will always be at home around good times and kind hearts, proud to be a daydreamer with a story to tell.
4Q: Your series is titled The Covenant of Shadows. Tell us about the series and what inspired it.
Her world is not only changing and becoming unstable, but she can’t even return to the life she knew before. She is now awakening to the real world around her, one filled with Magik, Supernaturals and maybe even a dash of romance.
It is a journey of discovery, of finding hope in the darkest hours, and of internal importance.
These books were inspired by the desire to find myself when life had decided to put a label on me that didn’t quite fit right.
4Q: Please tell us about your writing journey, when did it start and what do you love about it?
KC: I never dreamed of being a writer though I have always been in awe of those who could. And once I quit my day job of the IT sector, I became mom of a large brood of kids. Though I love my children deeply, my mind became bored and unhappy without cerebral stimuli to engage in. So, my husband told me if I was so bored with my life, why don’t I write a book. And so I did to his surprise and haven’t looked back since.
The entire writing process from start to finish is a journey that engages my entire existence and brings my soul to life with each and every word I am granted with. Though I had never seen myself as an Author, I can now happily say that I cannot imagine myself being anything but. No longer do I search for who I am, I’ve met me, within the pages of my books.
4Q: Please share a childhood memory or anecdote.
KC: I’ve never fit in as a child, not like everyone else. I’ve always danced to the beat of a different drum, once which sometimes had caused people to either truly love being around me or quite quickly shy away as I will admit to anyone, that I am weird.
But I guess since I spent most of my time in my father’s woods, my only companion on many days was my trusty best friend Lady Dawn – a dog, searching for fairies and little folk in the twisted trees and the thick mystical underbrush, it was only a natural step forward in my world to actually pick up a pencil and set my interpretation of the world into word. I had only really written one story that I can remember as a child, called the Hounds of Hell. I can’t quite remember all of it but at the time, the story reflected my fear of the dark and those things that lingered in it.
Now I write stories that bring the darkness goodness, turning what I feared most into a place of peace and protection, aka Shadow Walker Guardians in my series.
4Q: Most creative people have a “special spot” where they perform their magic. Tell us about yours.
KC: My magic spot is not anything wondrous or majestic place. It is a boring little corner of my basement upon an aging treadmill where I stare into a blank chocolate brown wall as I walk and daydream. I find most of my stories there. While my body is busy walking and being healthy, my mind is free to roam and dream, to watch and listen to the characters as they take form, and what they have to tell me about the story they want to tell. I am merely a scribe to the beautiful characters that live in my imagination.
4Q: Anything else you’d like to add?
KC: I just want to say to all the readers out there who keep believing in us, and dreaming right along with us in our stories, Thank You!
An Excerpt from GREY
(Copyright is held by the author. Used with permission)
This is at the point Gabrian Shadwell, my main character is having some major issues with her new world and being introduced to some of the Elders of the Magical Realm she is now a part of. Let’s just say she isn’t exactly handling it well…
Now seated across from her unwelcomed guests, Gabrian listens quietly as Rachael begins to introduce them one by one.
“Gabrian, I would like for you to meet Ariah, Elder to the Fellowship of Vindere,” Rachael says, pointing toward the smaller woman that holds resemblance to herself. “In common English, the Reincarnate Fellowship. This is the fellowship that I belong to.”
Fellowship? Belong to? Is she in some kind of cult or strange group that I was unaware of? Gabrian ponders, silently deciding that she is going to make it a point to monitor her future employee’s extracurricular activities a little more closely—not to mention screen her choice in friends.
“You already know Orroryn, or Mr. Redmond, as we call him.” As she continues, Gabrian notices that Rachael’s face flushes slightly as she speaks of Mr. Redmond. “He is the Elder to the Fellowship of Schaeduwe or the Shadows Fellowship better known as Shadow Walkers.”
Ah, what did she just say? Shadow What? Gabrian’s legs begin to tremble as she feels the angst building within. Her fingers have shifted from a warm tingling sensation to a full-blown burn. She hears Rachael still talking in the background, but Gabrian’s mind focuses on trying to decipher what a Shadow Walker might be. All she catches is the word ‘Air’.
“Excuse me, I didn’t catch that last part.” Gabrian giggles unwillingly. The comic book creations that her delusional best friend is trying to feed to her are a bit distracting. “All I heard was something about air.” Gabrian closes her eyes and presses firmly against the bridge of her nose, reaching for reasoning while trying to sort through all the deranged details piling up inside of her mind. She hungers for some type of understanding of how any of this could make sense.
Vaeda interjects when it comes time for her portion of the introductions in a sultry voice. “I am Vaeda, the Elder to the Fellowship of Zephyr. We are the Air Fellowship as we are one with the wind.”
Not knowing what to say to that, Gabrian just raises her eyebrows and nods her head slowly.
“Gabrian, we are friends of your parents, Sarapheane and Jarrison. Ariah, Vaeda, and I have known them all our lives for they too are people of the Realm from the Schaeduwe Fellowship like me. We have existed in each other’s presence for eons, training in the ways of the Schaeduwe. Our ancestors are descendants of the ancients and act as the Guardians to the Covenant.”
Gabrian freezes, the small rapport she had built with this man has now been obliterated by the words spewing out of his mouth. He seemed so normal. She shifts her view to Rachael. She seemed so normal too. She sits in a stupefied state, playing a tennis match with her eyes as she looks back and forth between them all, completely at a loss. She becomes brutally aware she is in a room surrounded by strangers who are absolutely, undeniably off their rockers.
Gabrian chews on her bottom lip as she contemplates how she ended up in this situation—youngest Valedictorian in her graduating class to date, undisputable ability to detect those in need of help in the reality department, and an obsessive need to be in control of all aspects in her life to a fault. How was Rachael able to fly under the radar and get close enough to her that she was able to put Gabrian in a situation this deranged—and possibly psychopathically dangerous?
Unsure of what else to do, Gabrian slowly stands up. Smiling her best I-need-to-get-me-the-Hell-out-of-here smile, she studies her route of escape and hopes to make it to the door of her apartment before any type of violent reaction breaks out with these people.
Rachael, having witnessed every altering mood-swing since the time she met Gabrian, senses her escalating anxiety. She takes note of how Gabrian’s new, permanent grey aura, swirls and whips itself around her like a veil of protection and realizes what may come next—she is going to try and make a break for it.
“She is going to run!” Rachael yells just as Gabrian quickly darts toward the door.
Flying full speed across the room, she reaches for the doorknob and fumbles with it but manages to open it. With the door wide open, and the small glimpse of freedom in front of her, Gabrian bursts forward and tries to run through the open frame. In the same instant, Vaeda speaks in Zephyr tongue and curls her fingers gently inward.
“Claustra solidus,” she whispers, and Gabrian slams into an invisible wall manifested by the will of Vaeda’s words, knocking her backward onto the floor. Panicked and running on pure adrenaline, Gabrian picks herself back up for another try at escape.
“Silozan Dvarah!” Vaeda continues and the door of Gabrian’s apartment slams shut before she can reach it. As the door closes, Orroryn instinctively reaches for the hem of the shadow beside him and pulls it across his massive body. Almost instantaneously, he expels himself out of the darkened contour of the entry leading to the door. He thrusts his hand outward and twists the knob on the straight bolt before Gabrian can stand, halting her exit plans.
Holy crap! You are going to die! her mind screams, eliminating any chance of rational thought. Staring at the massive wall of man before her—and knowing the sparkly wicked witch of the west is behind her—Gabrian decides it is fight-or-flight time, and her survival instincts take over. Flashes of the bodies from the park swirl dizzily within her memory, blinding her sight with the visions of those left lying lifeless. She rushes into her mind and rips at the sensations that surround her, figuring it may be her only way out.
If she can take out three people without even trying, she can conjure up whatever is in her to slow down these crazies.
Thank you Kade, for being our special guest this week.
For you readers that want to discover more about Kade and her writing, please follow these links:
Join me on my journey as I attempt to pull you into my magical world filled with Vampires, Shadow Walkers and Mages...and maybe even a few ‘Monsters’ along the way. (KC)
Amazon links: https://www.amazon.com/Kade-Cook/e/B01M64VACI/