The Traveller Series
Genre: Sci-fi romance/action
Number of pages: approx 253
Word Count: 89500
Available on Amazon
Seven years ago, Rachel gave her heart to a dark, intense stranger, who left her broken and alone.
Every day since then Rachel has thought about Dex, her memories refusing to be silenced.
Now, Dex is back, but this time he is not alone. He has brought a formidable army – their sole purpose to conquer. Fate will bring Rachel and Dex back together, but on opposing sides of a war that threatens to obliterate her world.
Pitted against the power of the elements, Rachel and her friends must survive tsunamis, earthquakes, tornadoes and fire, all the while being hunted by a powerful enemy who will stop at nothing to pillage her planet.
Fleeing for her life amidst the chaos of a raging, burning city, Rachel realizes man’s only chance of survival lies in the hands of the very person who betrayed her all those years ago.
Earth is destined to fall, but Rachel is determined to save mankind, no matter the sacrifice.
He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. Although 'boy' was not really the right word - he was slightly too old to be called a boy, but he was still beautiful. I remember that above all else, although what followed should have erased that thought from my consciousness. His hair was black - jet black - and he was tall; well over six feet. I was laughing with Kimberley when I first saw him, lounging against a lamp-post, as though he was waiting for someone. I suppose in hindsight he was. In the instant that our eyes met and that secret smile crossed his face, I could almost imagine that it was me, that I was the one he was waiting for. Of course that was not the case. I know that now.
I had to cross the street close by where he stood, watching me intently, and as I passed I couldn’t help but glance over at him again. His eyes stopped me, literally, in my tracks. They were green; the most startling green eyes I had ever seen, but there was something different about them. It happened so quickly I thought I was imagining it, but, for just a moment, those eyes seemed to glow, an iridescent, brilliant emerald that left me speechless and standing in the middle of the street staring open-mouthed at a beautiful stranger.
“Can I help you?” The deep, rich baritone of his voice was hypnotic and I couldn’t reply – I simply stood there, unable to tear my gaze away. I would have placed him at around twenty-five years old, far older than any of the boys I usually hung around with; far too old for me. At seventeen, in my senior year at High School, what little I knew about boys I had learned from popular culture not real life. He was dressed in black – all in black - and as I stared a sly grin crossed his face.
“I said; can I help you?” he repeated, sounding somewhere between amused and annoyed and my cheeks flushed with mortification.
“No!” I managed eventually, the word ringing out across the empty street. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, willing myself not to act like a fool. “No, thank you. I’m fine.”
He nodded at me, his eyes thoughtful and I remember wondering why he didn’t look away. My parents always said that it’s impolite to stare but that is exactly what he did. He seemed to look right through me with absolutely no embarrassment, and I fought the urge to look away.
“What is your name?” he asked, although it didn’t sound like a question. It sounded like an order, like he demanded to know. I had been taught never to give my name out to strangers but I found myself answering anyway, as though I had no control over my own responses.
“Rachel.” It was barely more than a whisper but I knew that he could hear me. Even from there. Even from thirty feet away. I shouldn’t have been talking to him at all, particularly with the feelings I was having; he was far too old for it to be appropriate. Still, I couldn’t seem to tear myself away.
He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. How could I have known the monster that lurked beneath?
“Rhodes!” Bill Parish barks across the expanse of the enormous mahogany desk interrupting my reverie and snapping me back to the present. I shake my head, focusing my attention back on my portly, overbearing boss. It is always like this when the memories flood back, memories that will not be silenced. I get lost in them, swept up in the emotions that I have so long tried to repress. Even after seven years I still think of that summer, of the boy I met and the precious few weeks we shared. I still see his eyes in my dreams, those vivid, mystical green eyes. It makes me angry that he invades my thoughts; he has no right. He left you, I remind myself firmly.
“I hope we’re not boring you?” Bill stares down at me; his glasses perched crookedly on the end of his long nose which has never mended properly after being broken so many times. Bill was a broadcast journalist for almost twenty years before he was offered the role of News Director at the American Broadcasting Company, New York Office. The rumor is that he turned it down at first, preferring the thrill of being out in the field, but when his much younger third wife threatened to leave him for never being at home, he realized the time had come to settle down. Two failed marriages reflected badly enough and, despite the difference in their ages, Bill adores his current significant other. Now, at 56 years old, Bill is in charge of the news department. As far as everyone in this room is concerned, he is the be all and end all of the network; the only people who wield more power than he does are the company’s presidents, none of whom we have ever met personally.
“Not at all, Bill,” I smile sweetly, and he narrows his eyes, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. I know that Bill, despite his gruff exterior, favors me among the motley crew of newscasters, photographers, editors, reporters and studio crew who make up our team. I produce work of exceptional quality, as a result of my four-year degree in videography and camera operation and the further two years I have spent here at ABC proving my worth. I had managed to secure this job straight out of college thanks to a glowing recommendation from my professor who had worked alongside Bill in his glory days. I love my job. I love the ever-changing work environment and the unpredictability of the diverse subjects I film. In news, you never know what you’re going to get.
“Rachel’s day-dreaming again,” Jason Masters sighs beside me, rolling his eyes. Jason is my newscaster, or 'anchorman'. Typically, we work on assignment as a pair, covering assigned events and breaking stories outside the office. We are a dynamic duo, but Jason drives me nothing short of crazy. He is possibly the most arrogant man I have ever met. At twenty-seven, he is only three years older than I am and is handsome in the traditional sense – blond, blue-eyed, with a strong jaw-line and a great body. Unfortunately he is all too aware of this, and he oozes charm and lives for flattery. Jason is so slick he has slept with half the women at the table, and, sadly, most would all too willingly have him back in a heartbeat if he so much as batted those ridiculously long eyelashes at them. I think part of the reason he is so patronizing towards me is that I refuse to sleep with him……….continues……
Did you always wanted to be a writer? If not what did you want to be?
I wanted to be a forensic psychologist. I majored in Psychology and English and after a year post-grad of each, English won out. I went on to open a Logistics company, the lure of business too strong to ignore, but ultimately I came back to my passion of writing.
When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?
When I saw my first book in print – when I could feel it and hold it…and smell it!
How long did it take to get your first book published?
Almost two years.
Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?
I recently sold my logistics business to write full-time. The business was a specialized transport company.
What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?
The Legend (book 3 of The Legacy Trilogy – www.thelegacytrilogy.com). It is the final book in a dystopian series set in post-nuclear America.
Who is your publisher? Or do you self-publish?
I was fortunate enough to be signed by Tracey McDonald Publishers in December. I do also indie-publish certain novels, so I guess I follow a hybrid model of publishing: part-mainstream, part-indie. I enjoy the diversity and the challenges of both.
How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?
Six months. I am lucky enough to be quite prolific in my output.
What can we expect from you in the future? ie More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?
I am on a deadline for the final book in The Legacy Trilogy, so that will be next. It’s a dystopian genre. Thereafter I am planning a fantasy series that I am excited to work on. Fantasy stretches even the most vivid imagination.
What genre would you place your books into?
Dystopian, SFF, Romance
What made you decide to write that genre of book?
I don’t decide on a genre – I decide on a story and let it fall where it may.
Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are they your favorite?
Rebecca Davis from The Legacy Trilogy. She has a lot of depth of character – I have written three books about her, so she is the character I know best.
How long have you been writing?, and who or what inspired you to write?
Two years, professionally. I always wanted to write, but only now in my thirties did I feel that my writing had matured enough to be taken seriously. I wrote the odd book in my teens and early twenties that will thankfully never see the light of day.
Do you have a certain routine you have for writing? ie You listen to music, sit in a certain chair?
I ramble around my house and wherever I find a seat, I type.
Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?
Yes! I shouldn’t, but you just can’t help it. I do find that I am less obsessive now, so I only check every few weeks. Usually I like what I read, so it doesn’t bother me that much.
Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose the title?
The story and the title come together and then I sit down and write. I did the same with my 3 children – they were named in-utero ;)
How do you come up with characters names and place names in your books?
My main characters names are researched. I try and match the meaning of the name with the character. For secondary characters, I often use the names of friends and family. Place names vary, but I use legitimate places wherever I can, unless of course the setting is manufactured.
Do you decide on character traits (ie shy, quiet, tomboy girl) before writing the whole book or as you go along?
My main characters are plotted before, but secondary characters are created as I go along.
Are there any hidden messages or morals contained in your books? (Morals as in like Aesops Fables type of "The moral of this story is..")
All of my books have a very strong, confident female lead. I guess the moral is that you don’t need a man to save you
Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?
I don’t mind, it’s the story I’m interested in, not the format. Being such a voracious reader, my kindle is easier on the pocket and a space-saver!
What is your favorite book and Why? Have you read it more than once?
Harry Potter and The Twilight Saga – I can read them over and over. HP because the story is so astounding I always find something new, and TS because of Edward Cullen *swoon*
Do you think books transfer to movies well? Which is you favorite/worst book to movie transfer?
I recently watch the Vampire Academy movie and I was disappointed because I am a huge fan of Richelle Mead. I thought the movie was a bit superficial. I did love the Hunger Games and Mortal Instruments adaptations though.
Your favorite food is?
Sunday roast, with loads of gravy.
Your favorite singer/group is?
I am a music fundi! I have so many cds and I listen to anything from Abba to the Smashing Pumpkins.
Your favorite color is?
Your favorite Author is?
I honestly couldn’t tell you – we would be here all day. I am an avid reader and I devour fiction.
Wife, mother of 3, businesswoman by day and author by night, Melissa Delport is the author of The Legacy Series and Rainfall. She graduated from the University of South Africa with a Bachelors Degree in English in 2000. She currently lives with her husband and three children in Hillcrest, South Africa.
Her first novel, The Legacy, published in 2013, is the first in The Legacy Series trilogy, and is followed by the sequel The Legion. The final book, The Legend is due out in 2014. She has also written an independent novel entitled Rainfall, a psychological romance, and a science-fiction, action-adventure called The Traveler.
An avid reader herself, Melissa finally decided to stop “watching from the sidelines” and to do what is her passion.
“I was driving home from work when inspiration struck, and a storyline started unravelling in my head. For a few days, it was all I could think about and eventually I realised that the only way to get it out of my head, was to put it all down on paper. I started writing, and that was that.”
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