Suzonne of Twin Flames - Volumes 1 thru 7 - Chapters 1-61

Suzonne of Twin Flames Volumes 1 thru 7 Introduction: A Hint of the Story to Come

In this Volumes 1 through 7 series set, Suzonne of Twin Flames, we find the compelling saga of Suzonne Isabella Catherine La Fontaine.

Suzonne was born in 1784 on the French island of Martinique. The land is a lover of the wind where the air has the scent of sugar and vanilla. Suzonne and her older brother Raphael inherit the family sugar plantation; Twin Flames. When a hurricane assaults the island in 1799, there is no way to summon help and Suzonne must call upon the healing skills she learned from many hours in the slave quarter, a place her parents forbid her to go when they were alive. She worked alongside her wise slave Rutah stitching together bleeding slaves, healing snake bites, and acting as a midwife. Earlier Rutah has a vision which predicted a great evil coming to Martinique. Suzonne believed the hurricane to be that evil until shocking events soon proved otherwise.

Suzonne is coming of age. Beautiful, spirited and courageous; she must fight her way through a terrorizing path of evil voodoo and a family history she knows nothing about. When her brother turns to alcohol, Suzonne turns even more to Rutah and giant Tumba, the slaves she has known all her life.

Suzonne is pursued by a French Marquis and a wealthy English aristocrat. Both are dangerous. Though most of her contemporaries are betrothed or married, she has not made that a priority until now.

While Suzonne never believed she would see a real pirate in her lifetime, she will see many and violently encounter one in particular. She does not consider herself capable of taking a human life but she will commit murder without hesitation.

Suzonne of Twin Flames is a tropical saga of historical fiction laced with adventure and the supernatural of voodoo. It is rich with vivid scenes and captivating characters interacting in a memorizing story that has a way of staying with you.

I always believed that I would write a book. Story-lines flashed through my mind even as a child walking home from grade school on a frigid winter afternoon. I remembered the beauty of a newly fallen snow and it triggered my imagination to create stories about the neighborhoods I passed. In no time, I'd be home having entertained myself all the way.

My sister reminded me that instead of reading stories to her when I babysat, I would make up stories. She never forgot the one about a young dancer who yearned for red ballet slippers but her family had no money.

I rarely recorded my stories. When I did jot down an intriguing few paragraphs, there was no follow through. I saved my notes and moved on to a new interest.

Suzonne of Twin Flames did not allow that. Scenes and dialog filled my brain.

When I didn't write it down, it continued to repeat until I did. However, there was a time limit. If after many opportunities, I had to write it down or run the risk of loosing it. It may or may not repeat weeks later.

I could be driving down a highway with this unrelenting story having a field day in my thoughts.

There were times when I pulled over to write as much as possible on a scrap of paper that happened to be in the console. Eventually I kept a spiral notebook on the passenger seat. I learned to take it everywhere: waiting rooms, shopping, the beach. I never knew when I would be given a thought that had to be captured.

Many times I wrote the chapters until the wee hours, 3 or 4 AM. The next day after reading what I had written I said, "I wrote that? It's really good!"