musing about inspiration again. I’m just over half way through writing my
latest medieval fairytale. My Wolven Heart is the second in the Hearthfire
Series. This story is all about Mariella, who is the eldest of the Ruebana
Wolven Heart – Hearthfire Series Book 2
into a marriage she never wanted. Mariella finds herself in a dark and
mysterious world. The village of Darcel Holt is hidden in the heart of a deep
wood. It is steeped in misery, slavery and fur. As Mariella unravels the
secrets of the village she must ask herself... Who is truly the monster - Mariella’s
new husband or the enigmatic stranger in the forest?
Navarre Trevoré must fight to free his people from their bound slavery. He has
no time to dally with a mortal – particularly the wife of his sworn enemy. But
Mariella’s kindness touches his heart and her soulful eyes haunt his dreams and
cause him to entertain thoughts that he never should have.
this fairytale world. In the last story – Black is the Colour it was all about
ravens. In My Wolven heart it’s all wolves (which was pretty obvious from the
title!) It was inspired by deep dark forests, Red Riding Hood and Hans My
Hedgehog (one of my favourite fairytales).
extract below comes from the moral at the end of Perrault’s version of Red
...But, above all, those growing
Whose orient rosy blooms begin
Who, beauties in the fragrant
Spring of age!
With pretty airs young hearts are
Ill do they listen to all sorts
Since some enchant and lure like
It is no wonder then if,
So many of them has the Wolf
The Wolf, I say, for wolves be
sure there are
Of every sort and every
From Little Red Riding-Hood - Charles
Part of me doesn’t want to
leave this one, I want to stay with the wolves in the forest with the scent of
pines in the crisp air. The other part of me wants to finish the tale so I can
start the third book, which will be about the last Ruebana sister – Elisabetta.