Romance, Intrigue and “Clan Elves of the Bitterroot”

Today I have the pleasure of introducing you to Lyndi Alexander and her Clan Elves of the Bitterroot series. Inspired by her life in the mountains of Montana, comes a fantasy romance series full of intrigue. mountains and strange creatures. As one reviewer wrote in her five-star Amazon review of Clan Elves of the Bitterroot:

“The characters were original and not typical, especially the main character. As we went on in the book, there were things that were uncovered about the characters that you would have never thought about them. Also, Jelani, the main character was not a typical female lead, and I loved that.”

And now … Lyndi Alexander

Montana, home of Lyndi AlexanderWhen I was young and first in love, I moved with my new husband to Missoula, Montana. There, I had the opportunity to fall in love again—with the Bitterroot Mountains and the forests that surround them.

We only lived there briefly, but it’s become part of our souls. I’ve used this beautiful area as the setting for several of my novels, but the mountains themselves are central to the Clan Elves of the Bitterroot series. I imagined that although the granite and evergreens seem to be calm, that just beyond what we humans, in our hurry to get about our day, can perceive, there is a whole other world waiting to be seen, if only we will.

About the Clan Elves of the Bitterroot Series 

The Elf Queen, Book 1, Clan Elves of the BitterrootTHE ELF QUEEN: At her friend’s coaxing, Jelani tries on a glass slipper left lying on the sidewalk. When she steps into the shoe, it shatters, cutting her foot. As blood trickles to the pavement and mingles with the broken glass, dozens of two-inch high creatures emerge and then scurry away into the shadows. Soon she is approached by two mysterious and handsome men claiming to be elves who need her help to rescue their queen. More revelations come, threatening to unravel the life of this sassy barista from Missoula, Montana. Jelani must learn to accept that elves are real and living in the forests of the Bitterroot Mountains.

 

The Elf Child THE ELF CHILD: The moment elf warrior Astan Hawk agrees to protect the young elf queen trouble dogs his heels. Jelani’s human upbringing clashes with clan tradition, spurring dangerous intrigues within the Circle of Elders. Soon even the motives of his father Daven come into question. With nowhere else to turn, Astan asks Jelani’s human friends for help. Hiding in shadows, an outcast elf plots revenge by seeking the help of powerful elf mages who live deep within the forest. Can Astan fulfill his promise to keep both Jelani and his child safe when the whole world seems to have turned against them?

 

The Elf Mage THE ELF MAGE: Twenty-five years ago, Daven Talvi chose to serve the Bitterroot Elf Clan by allowing its Circle of Elders to send him and a few other warriors into suspended animation until their queen could be rescued. In doing so, he gave up his mate and his newborn son. It had been a mistake. With the clan now in chaos and a new young queen in hiding, Daven must take responsibility to set things right. Can Daven combine his innate magical abilities with human computer technology in order to defeat evil elf mages threatening the clan?

 

 

An Excerpt from THE ELF QUEEN, Book 1 of the Clan Elves of the Bitterroot Series 

In The Elf Queen, there are two love stories, as well as a great deal of intrigue. Jelani Marsh works as a barista in Missoula, has no real luck with dating, and has a crew of friends who are decidedly quirky. So why should she be surprised when this happens?

On the far side, Jelani caught the glint of glass in the middle of the sidewalk. “What idiot would drop a bottle when there’s a trash can right there?” she grumbled. “I’ll get it. First karma points of the day.”

     Iris climbed off the bike and put down the kickstand. “What is that?” She bent down near the object. “Oh, sweet Gaia! It’s a glass slipper!”

     No kidding. It really appeared to be a shoe made out of glass. A large one.

     “Who would have left this here?” Jelani picked it up, looking around for a prankster camera team. Something kept her from tossing the shoe.

     “Try it on,” Iris whispered. “It would get Richard Snyder off your mind.”

     “Richard is not on my mind. He’s on my crap list.”

     “Oooh. Sorry.” Iris ran her finger over the shoe. “You’re chicken anyway.”

     “Don’t even go there.”

     “Chicken. Bawk-bawk.” Iris giggled.

     “Fine! If it means I can get to work.” Reaching down with her right hand, she unzipped her boot and kicked it off. “Ready? You want a picture?”

     Iris dug for her cellphone and raised it, ready to take a shot. “Just in case your prince shows up right then.”

     “I don’t need a prince,” Jelani complained. “I don’t need a man. I need a new life.”

     Setting the shoe on the ground, Jelani slipped her foot in it and gently stepped down, not sure to what expect.

     The slipper shattered, slicing into the sole of her foot.

     Nauseous, Jelani screamed and could only watch in disbelief as tiny men sprang from the blood trickling under the broken shoe. She lost track of how many. With the biggest maybe two inches high, the men scattered into the shadows around the nearest building and disappeared.

      She lifted her foot, shaking off the blood, and examined her sole to see if glass remained buried in her skin.

     “Did you see that?” Iris gasped, nearly breathless. She grabbed at the wall, eyes closed for a moment.

     Jelani felt faint, too, suddenly washed out. “I don’t know.”

     There were no glass fragments in her foot or anywhere. The shoe had vanished. The only trace of the whole incident was dark blood, slowly drying in the sun on the sidewalk. As she watched, the cuts in her foot healed.

     Iris knelt down to peer at Jelani’s foot. “There were little people. Naked little people. They ran away. I swear they did.”

     “Did you get pictures?”

     “I almost forgot!” Iris got up and activated the screen on her cell phone, pressed the arrow. Jelani leaned close to watch the whole thing replay in living color. “Oh. Bless. My. God,” Iris said, in her shock reverting to the male deity.

     Jelani nodded. “And the horse He rode in on.”

This puzzling scene is her first step into what will become a complete unraveling of her life as she knows it. For the first time she will discover the true love story between her father and mother, and the deadly consequences that came of it. And she will meet someone who will be her one and only, and her life will change forever.

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meet lyndi alexanderLyndi Alexander always dreamed of faraway worlds and interesting alien contacts. She lives as a post-modern hippie in Asheville, North Carolina, a single mother of her last child of seven, a daughter on the autism spectrum, finding that every day feels a lot like first contact with a new species.

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