Genre: Paranormal YA
Published: January 6, 2015
At Winter Solstice something came for the Penningtons and tore their family apart. On the same day, thirteen years later, daughters Iysobel and Ziema are terrified by what appears in the mirror before them. Terrified a curse hangs over the Pennington family eldest daughter Iysobel struggles to uncover the truth and find out if the curse really does exist. Fighting forces she never imagined existed outside of the fairy tales she read as a child; Iysobel is not only in danger of losing her life but also her heart. As she discovers hidden secrets about her mother and even herself, Iysobel is caught up in an icy web of magic and mystery. This winter one thing Iysobel isn’t wishing for is a white Christmas . . .
He hesitated at a closed door by the top of the stairs. He knew it was hers from the decorative nameplate screwed to the painted wood. He also knew who had painted the nameplate. “Karaliene,” he whispered again, tracing the outline of the painted name with tendrils of his frost—for the plate was too high up on the door for him to reach with his fingers. “She will always be your Iysobel.” Slowly, he pushed the door open, taking care that it did not creak. He heaved a sigh of relief at the sight of the toddler sleeping soundly. A fluffy snow leopard stuffed toy protruded from the hug of her arms. Realizing Iysobel was uncovered, the young boy selected a pale pink blanket from a pile of the same on the nearby shelf and gently dropped it over her. His hands were not much larger than Iysobel’s, his height that of a nine-year-old. Touchingly, he moved away a curl that had fallen over Iysobel’s closed eyes. He held his breath as her eyes moved beneath their lids. Iysobel sighed and snuggled closer to the stuffed toy but did not awake. “I will return,” the boy whispered, “and I will be grown.” Splaying his hands above Iysobel’s eyes, the light fizzled from his palms and slivers of frost crawled out, forming frost circles over Iysobel’s eyelids. “Until then this shall protect you from seeing the evil until you are strong enough to see.”
About the Author
Gina Dickerson lives by the Thanet coast on the north-eastern tip of Kent within the UK, with her family and bouncy Siberian husky. Having previously worked for a Local Authority in Planning and Enforcement, Gina is now a full-time author who has also written columns and articles for a local newspaper. Gina's books include the Mortiswood Tales series, The Pennington Christmas Curse, and Underleaf. She has also had short stories and poetry published in anthologies. Besides writing Gina also designs book covers and other promotional material under the name RoseWolf Design.