Rambling----through the mind, through the country and throughout history: Sooo Excited

      I am so happy to let you all know that the long awaited arrival of The Dark Lady is quickly approaching. Do the happy dance :)It will be released on May 25th, 2013 and available for pre-order through www.blackopalbooks.com three weeks before that day. As soon as I have a link to the pre-order I will let you know. I am excited to finally see it in print. I cannot wait to hold it in my hands and smell that wonderful new book smell.
      If you are unfamiliar with Van and her story you can read the first three chapters at http://dawnchandler.net/thedarklady_LIY1.html
      The Dark Lady is a historical Romance set in 12th century England. It is the first book in a series of five. Keep your eyes out for From Under a Dark Shadow, Book two of the Dark Series, that will follow soon.
      The 100 lucky winners have been posted at http://dawnchandler.net/giveaway.html and will be receiving an email in the next few days. Congratulations to you all, and if your name is not on the list please check out the contests page at http://dawnchandler.net/Contests.html for a chance to win other great prizes.

                                                       The Dark Lady Excerpt:

Peter watched her walk away, head high and determined. He was about to go after her, despite her objections when she placed two fingers into her mouth. The deafening whistle that issued forth stopped him in his tracks.

He registered the answering scream of a horse from the stables and the crash of wood that could only have been the stall gate. Not looking back at the screams of the stable hands, he kept his eyes glued to the tall woman as she grasped the hole where he now knew her dagger was kept.

Vanessa grasped the material and pulled. Peter heard the long tear as the skirt fell open completely on the side, baring her leg from thigh to ankle. During it all, she never broke her stride.

Peter called out as her huge destrier thundered past him, screamed for her to watch out. Beast began to slow until Vanessa whistled again. He regained his speed, tearing straight for her. Peter’s breath caught in his throat as he knew he would not be able to save her.

She reached out a long arm, gripping the coarse waving mane as the animal thundered past, and smoothly swung herself onto his massive back.

Peter felt a jolt of fear as she wobbled slightly on the racing stallion, one creamy white leg glistening in the dim sunlight. Shadows played off the thick muscles as they rippled in her effort to stay on the unsaddled mount.