Thursday, 20 February 2014

Welcome Author - Luciana Cavallaro

Luciana Cavallaro grew up in a small country town in Western Australia. She moved to Perth to study secondary teaching at university and taught in government and private schools.

Luciana is the first in her family to attain a university degree. She began writing as a cathartic exercise after a traumatic car accident. Since then she has attended writers’ workshops and is a member of various associations.

Luciana has always been interested in Mythology and Ancient History but her passion wasn’t realised until seeing the Colosseum and the Roman Forum. From then on, her inspiration to write Historical Fantasy was borne.
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Five stories, five women, five legends.

Phaedra, a Minoan princess, marries out of duty and to safeguard her precious home. She falls in love with Hippolytos, her husband’s son and asks the Goddess Aphrodite for help. He spurns her affections.

The Trojan War, one of history’s greatest stories ever told. What if the legend as told is wrong? History is told by the victors, and facts changed to twist the truth. Is it possible Helen of Sparta never went to Troy?

Hera, Queen of the Gods, is the most powerful goddess on Mount Olympos. For the first time ever in a candid interview, Hera shares what it’s like to be a goddess and wife to Zeus, the King of the Gods.

Created by the gods as a gift to humanity, Pandora is the first woman on Earth. Did she know what Zeus intended when he presented an urn as a wedding dowry to her husband? Neither she nor Epimetheus knew what it contained, but they were told never to open it.

All Medousa wanted was a life of love and acceptance but one fateful night it changed. While she’s alone in the Temple of Athene tending to the sacred fire, Poseidon pays a visit. No human can stop an immortal from taking what they want.

Excerpt – Cursed by Treachery

Perseus ran on light feet, clambered the multitude of stairs and stopped dead in his tracks on the landing. His breathing quickened and he broke into a cold sweat. His heart beat so fast, it felt as if it may burst through his chest. He stared at the overcrowded courtyard, his mind screaming at him to turn and leave. He lifted a hand to his mouth and clamped his teeth on it. When the wave of hysteria passed, he released his hand. He glanced at it. The teeth marks etched into the skin were white, the surrounding area red. He took a deep breath and threaded his way through the stone statues. Men and women forever frozen in time, their faces were contorted in pain and horror, bodies stuck in perpetual flight. He stole into the darkened chamber and came to a halt. The sound of his breathing was ragged and loud.
When his eyes adjusted to the dimness, he scanned the room. The hilt of the sword became slick and as Perseus tightened his grip, it almost slipped from his hand. He leant the sword against the wall beside him and wiped both hands on his khiton. He then pulled the shield over his head, strapped it to his arm and grabbed the sword. About to step further into the chamber, he hesitated. These women were formidable. The evidence of their powers stood outside in the courtyard. He frowned. There must be a way to outsmart them and avoid becoming another victim, he thought. He bit his lip. It was then that he saw her. Her hands rested on her swollen belly, fingers splayed, adding a protective layer. Perseus eyes narrowed, his lips drawn into a thin line.
He reached up to make sure the helmet given to him by nymphs was still on his head and checked the winged shoes to make sure they weren’t damaged during his journey to seek out the Gorgones. They were crucial to his escape. His mind was blank, no ideas forthcoming as he stood there with the sleeping Gorgones only some feet away. At that moment, he became aware of another sound in the room. It made his blood turn cold and the hair on his body stand on end. It was like dry leaves rustling against each other and the occasional hiss. He then realised where it was coming from. He was told what they looked like but didn’t really believe the stories. Dark writhing masses cocooned the heads of the women. Right there and then, Perseus knew what to do.

Accursed Women available in paperback and as an eBook via website: Eternal Atlantis
and on Createspace, Amazon, Kobo, Smashwords and leading online book stores.

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