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THE BROKEN DESTINY by CARLYLE LABUSCHAGNE #1

An amazing new sci-fi series begins with The Broken Destiny: Book One of The Broken Series.Ava's People have been exiled to Planet Poseidon, where through a series of horrific events, Ava discovers that their existence has been fabricated by The Council, And She has a Destiny that could save them. Her Soul is a secret weapon that has been lost to an ancient race. To fulfill her destiny Ava needs to go through a series of "changes" that will reveal her true purpose. Throughout her journey she will become what she hates in order to save the ones she loves. And through it all she will find herself - for that is her Destiny, to rise above the fall. 

The story continues in the next book Evanescent. 

Carlyle, thank you for being a guest on my blog, but more importantly, I am honoured that you have shared your first exclusive preview of Evanescent not only with me, but all your readers and fans. 

GUEST POST

What inspired me to write The Broken Destiny?

I finished reading a series called the Twilight Saga – you might have heard of it? Yeah, thought so. As silly as its sounds I never really wanted to be a published author, but I had always written – always. I tried my hand at many things: poetry, songs and short stories, all just for my own personal bliss. It had been a while since I had written anything, studies, work, kids… you know how it goes. But once I had finished the book saga the hole only grew much heavier, lonelier and darker and what was I to do. I needed to be part of something again. So, I set out to write in the hopes of being published, to share a story, to touch lives as books and stories have touched mine. But it was much more than that for me. I learned so much about myself, I grew exponentially as a person. I never knew what a roller coaster ride this would be, but I am the best person I can be because of it. I have accomplished something on my own! I had seen something through that was much harder to do than anything I had ever done in my entire life – and it was all me! Boy how I have changed in the last three years, what had I been missing all my life? I have never been so happy, so dedicated, so passionate, so tired, and sometimes so tearing my hair out. I love every moment of it! And the best part is it has taken me though a journey of self-discovery and one of healing. Every piece I write, I write through experience and raw emotion, yes there is many a scene where I am crying and laughing and I am sure every writer had done the same.

Sometimes, I do wonder if people will understand this crazy world I live in. But mostly, I write because I want people to achieve that same feeling through my words, healing, relating and knowing everything will always be okay, no matter how dark the path – you are the light! 

What is the Broken Destiny about?
It is about self-discovery, about growth, about believing in one’s self. Add a little drama, action, fiction and perhaps some outrageous circumstances.

“You cannot know what light is

if you have not experienced darkness.

How could you know what happiness feels like

if you know not what it means to be sad?

Right does not exist without wrong

Hate exists because there is love.

You are either driven by fear or love.

To love is not to fear.

It is to be godly.” 

~ The Broken Desitny~ 

PROLOGUE (BOOK ONE)

All my life, I had searched for something, something I thought I ought to be. I felt like I was living someone else’s life, waiting for the awakening of my own. I felt like an empty shell burning for life. That was, until the day I lay dying in the prince’s chambers. I could no longer feel the pain from the tear in my gut. The only sensation left was a hollowed-out feeling that I had made a huge mistake in assuming that taking my own life, would have stopped the ancestors’ spirit from raging out. I had given up. I didn’t want to see myself killing the ones I loved. I was the Chosen one, but I threw it all away for what I thought would save a life. Could you end a life to save a life? I did, and I have regretted it ever since. I realized then that things like me are not meant to exist. What had been missing my whole life? It was I. To find myself, I had to lose myself in the worst possible way. The consequences of my actions became the legend of The Broken.

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EVANESCENT

PROLOGUE (BOOK TWO)

 All Of Me

Like a hurricane it ripped everything from me. When the first shift came, it came hard and fast, tearing through flesh and bone, moving my mind, cutting me from the inside out – it has many triggers and when it comes it acts on the instinct of what it is created to do - survive at all cost. But it cost me my sanity. It had killed, betrayed me, and threatened everything I stood for. I could not master it. Thoughts were not my own, my body - not my own. But my soul remains and it would fight back even if it kills me. But for some reason, death had not been the very thing to save me, it had been the cause of a change that would forever be my struggle. And the reason I had died was of my own selfish reasons. Death was no escape. Thing is, no matter how dark, lonely and scary it is out there - Love is always the answer, and love of one’s self is the best ability and gift that ever existed. For love makes the impossible possible, without it you would not survive. Love moves through all space and time. And that should be the very thing that drives you. But me, I made it hard to love purely and with everything I had, because love of one’s self is hard to obtain, especially if what you are is to destroy. Failure to love all, leads to tragedy. I am new to this thing called emotions, I have been created to shun it, been told it is weak, but now the only thing that keeps the shift from killing – is emotion. The shift is a deadly disease, it comes from a dark place, a place that hates fear, it seeks redemption in the wrong places. The shift has all of me – But I have a weapon against what I am to become – his touch is my only savior, and therefore he has all of me.

Chapter One

Midnight

  

A body is fragile, it breaks, it tears, and it bleeds; it is also tangible and real, beautiful and rare.

A soul is an ever – fighting, growing entity. It has a mind of its own.

But a mind is a curse, it can corrupt, be corrupted, it thinks too much, or not enough.

When body meets soul, it’s perfect, it knows the truth, but it cannot live without a mind, the mind activates the power from the soul to the body.

The balance is never perfect.

  

The weirdest thing, when I came to, it was like I had never existed before. Usually some sense would have told my mind where or how, but there was nothing at first. I opened my eyes to darkness, dry and hot darkness crushing down on my body, on my mind. I must have passed out. Confused I called out for Troy. I sensed something familiar near me, but it was not a familiarity I wanted. It had come back for me.

Something strange was happening to me, I could feel every wound that had ever been inflicted upon me, in my arms, where I had cut myself trying to release the ancestor spirit that entrapped me from the inside out, then there was the unbearable sting of every dart of poison that had penetrated my skin on each previous attack from the Zulus. It was like feeling the spears strike me again, dull thumps to my head ringing in my ears, cuts in my face flared up once more. But the wound in my heart was the one that took me to ground. It was happening all over again, in one single moment as I scanned the darkness it all came back like a bash to the gut. I caught my breath. Terrified I called out for Troy again.

  “He’s gone.” A jagged voice spoke from somewhere near me.

  “What did you do?” I swallowed and assumed the man behind the voice was the reason for this.

 “Nothing. He left you here, with me; after all we are the same now.”  The voice said.

My heart sank. I tried to lift myself off the hard floor. My head pounding with a stifling feeling of confusion.

  “Liar!” I yelled, pulling against chains that cut into my hips.

  “You give me way too much credit Ava.”

Immediately I knew that voice, and the ego that accompanied that voice.

I said his name with a low disgusted growl.

And then it hit me, I gasped out of a different kind of pain than before, the pain of letting go of the burden. I had not killed.

  “What’s going on?!” I demanded all brave on the outside.

There was no reply, only darkness.

I mustered up some more courage, this was getting to me. “Show yourself.”

Silence.

I felt tortured without the beating. Bruised from the inside out – what did he want from me? Closing my eyes I took in the situation. I was chained to a wall. The distinct pulling of my muscles indicated to me that I had been asunder for days. My body needed nutrition. He must have known what I was – what my kind’s weakness was, and that too he would use against me. I took in one deep breath, left it to linger for a while. I stilled the storm inside; I needed to think this through. Slowly fear was gripping its nasty claws into every corner of my mind. Fear was a binding emotion, but if I did not fear I would shift and this time I might never come back from that dark, lonely place. Emotions warred inside of me, almost dragging me down – I needed to focus. I had to play this cool, to keep my emotions in check. I tried to sense Troy, but he was not near.

  “What do you want from me?” I called out again this time my voice did not break.

Silence echoed all around me, taunting me.

 I almost screamed when finally there was an answer out of the darkest corner of the room.

  “All in due time Ava, all in due time.”

  “Ha!” I snickered, a crooked grin slowly making its way across my face.

He had no idea what I could be capable of – hell, the mind-shift thing was not known to me yet, but I’d bet anything that that we were about to find out. As long as it was just me and him in the room – I was not afraid to shift.

Then I heard a strange noise behind me, metal scraping against stone.

I spun towards the noise, pulling and yanking against my restraints. Suddenly the noise came from the other end of the room. He was provoking me, challenging me. He wanted me to shift? Why?

  “What do you want?” I repeated calmly; sweat beading the front of my tattered dress. My skin started to burn, the distinct tingle on my skin, the revolting nausea that came when I fought against it.

  “Nothing that isn’t owed to me.” His voice echoed through the darkness.

A rush of air stirred before me, and the cool swift gust of a familiar scent confirmed my suspicions – It was him, it hadn’t been a dream.

  “You took something from me. I want it back?” He sneered.

“Oh really? And what is that?”

  “Everything!”  He snapped.

Swiftly I felt him hurl past me, and then a solid yank of the chains sent me crashing against the stone wall behind me, every last wisp of air was forced out of my lungs with a loud scream.

I had nothing to say, as I lay in my own blood and tears,  closing my eyes I tried to swallow down on the fear that would kill me.

  “I am not going to destroy you.” He paused. “Not yet.”

I could feel him smile, the wickedness of it shivered down my spine.

  “You took my sister!” I shoved back through a fit of coughs.

  “I needed her.” He answered.

Slowly I rose from the dirt one limb at a time. “Then you have something I want.”  I stood staring at the direction the voice was coming from.

  “Well it seems you are about to lose everything.”

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