The Origins
by J.A. Boulet
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GENRE: Historical Romance
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A young mother, Mt
Askja and an unbreakable love
In the harsh
landscapes of Iceland in 1850, a young girl loses her mother and struggles to
grow into a woman alone with only her father’s help. Throughout the
breathtaking 20-hour daylight summers and the bleak darkness of winters,
Margret falls in love and dreams of a large family but the path to her future
is rougher than she expected. The Origins will take you back in time delighting
you with endearing Icelandic heritage, visual feasts for the mind and gripping
you with the struggle to stay alive on a volatile island.
THE ORIGINS
Experience the rich
journey of a 19th century woman who proves that even the weakest people can
become stronger than anything you can imagine.
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EXCERPT:
Margret looked down at her mother’s slim hand and grasped it
within her tiny palms. The morning rays scattered beautifully into the room,
highlighting the yellowish hues of the walls and the brownish tones of the
blanket that covered her mom’s body. Momma was barely awake, and Margret was
worried.
Mother had been sick for the past few weeks. It had all happened
so suddenly. Just a month ago, her momma was labouring with the animals in the
fields with Pappa. Then the cold weather descended, and influenza snuck into
their home like a devil in the night. First Margret was sick, then Pappa and
then Momma.
But Momma wasn’t improving as Margret and Pappa had. Momma
always had a wheezy breath, and this terrible influenza just made it so much
worse.
Mother coughed hard, and Margret could feel her convulsions
rock the bed. The coughing fit shook her Momma’s body, and Margret could do
nothing but watch helplessly. She whispered a silent prayer and held her
mother’s hand tighter.
“Get her some water,” Pappa said from the corner of the
room, his eyes red from lack of sleep.
Margret rushed to the kitchen and poured a glass of water.
She returned quickly to the bedroom, sitting down lightly and carefully tilted
the glass to her mother’s lips. Momma drank it sloppily, some water spilling
onto her nightgown.
Margret adjusted the glass to a trickle so her mom could
swallow better, but the cool liquid still spilled over. It was almost as if her
mother couldn’t swallow.
Mother coughed hard, and water spurted into the air as
another coughing fit racked her body.
Margret looked at her father in alarm. “Pappa!”
He stood and tilted his head in distraught. “Let me take
that water, Margret,” he said. “I wish you’d call me pabbi like every other
child in Iceland. Go in the kitchen and warm up some soup for dinner.” Pappa
laid his hand on his wife’s forehead and was alarmed at the heat emanating from
his wife’s head.
Margret looked worriedly from her mother to her father but
didn’t budge. She had always called her pabbi and mamma by the English
versions, much to the dismay of her parents.
“You are Pappa to me,” she said lightly for the millionth time. Margret
curled over her momma and hugged her fiercely, trying to crawl into the bed
with her.
Pappa squeezed his eyes shut, hoping to quell the tears
threatening to escape. His daughter was a defiant child, but she was just as
scared as he was. He could see it in her eyes.
After a few moments, Pappa laid his hand on Margret’s small
head. “Sweetheart,” he said. “Go heat up the soup.”
Her small 12-year-old body uncurled from the bed and stood
as strongly as she could muster. “Alright,” Margret said simply, then walked
away into the hallway.
Pappa watched her retreating form and then laid another hand
on his wife’s forehead. He leaned over and hugged her warm body as another
coughing fit shook her chest. Pappa fisted the sheets together and tightly
grabbed his wife, rocking her back and forth. He knew it was serious, but he
was hoping she would make it.
The doctor was going to be here tomorrow morning to save
her, he hoped.
This is book four. In this story it had a little bit of everything. The characters are amazing and they bring you young romance and excitement. This is one detailed and interesting story that you will not regret reading. I highly recommend this one!
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
J. A. Boulet
is the passionate author of The Olason Chronicles, a historical saga of war, courage, love and
strength. Her newest novel The Origins Book 4, the final book in the series, is
being released on June 8, 2022. J. A. Boulet was born and raised in Western
Canada as a first generation Canadian from European descent. Her father
enlisted with the Hungarian military and fought bravely during the 1956
Hungarian Revolution, changing sides to stand up for what he believed in. He
was granted asylum in Canada and built his family here.
J. A. Boulet
was born many years later, raised with strong morals and values, which she
stands behind to this day. She started writing poetry at the age of five and
progressed to short stories and novels. She has a keen interest in ancestry,
healing, family bonds and military history. J. A. Boulet writes with a
spine-tingling realism like none other, grabbing your emotions and refusing to
let go. The Olason Chronicles is the series you’ve been waiting for. Watch for
the next book 1956: Love and Revolution (Dec 2022), a standalone historical
romance novel that takes place during the courageous Hungarian Revolution.
Follow her on
Website:
https://jaboulet.ca/
Amazon link:
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B19Q7BWS
Twitter link:
https://twitter.com/love_walk_life
Instagram
link: https://www.instagram.com/jabouletauthor/
YouTube link:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCHyJHrncBj09F5119oxt6Vw
Reddit link:
https://www.reddit.com/user/NormalFemale
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Thank you for the awesome review of my book, The Origins! I'm so glad you liked it 💕
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