25 June 2019

The Three Crowns Series by Sonya Ray

I grew up in Southeast Missouri; home of the Throwed Rolls, high cotton, and the St. Louis Cardinals. I have a little family consisting of son, daughter, son-in-law and a little Pi. Other than my children (and grandchild), my passion is writing. My current project is The Three Crowns Series. Sweet Tea is the first book in this seven-novel series which published October 15, 2013.

Besides reading and writing, I enjoy singing. I love music period. Music is in our family. Whether it be the bluegrass from the Ozarks that my Grandpa Sutton use to play on his banjo or fiddle, or the smooth, family harmony in which I am fortunate enough to sing with my Dad and Brother. But you can give me some kickin' AC/DC too! I like it all!

I work full-time as an Administrative Assistant. Every free moment is dedicated to my family and my current project, The Three Crowns, a seven-novel paranormal romance series.

It all starts with a Queen and a Plan.

The Three Crowns is a New Adult/Paranormal Romance series. There are seven books to complete the series, with a novella. This series has your modern day vampires dealing with the Old World Laws creating a struggle for ultimate power in the Night World.


The Three Crowns series is about a normal girl whose life is more than what she will allow herself to imagine. It is the journey of her accepting that everything is not black and white, and our logic of what we understand does not mean something does exist. Throughout the story she is protected, loved, groomed and pushed to her limits to prepare her for what lies ahead of her. She is tested in all areas of her humanity which will someday bring her to know the person she is destined to be. The human nature of love is a tangled web of emotions for she feels the love of two men who are continually being taken away from her for the sake of their positions in the future as well.


My legs and arms kicked and thrashed at the air. Until finally…thud. I landed hard. I couldn’t see! Something was attacking me! I kicked and punched to get away from it!
“No! No! No!”
I was not ready for my head to be cut off! But I was sure fixing to rip someone’s face off if they didn’t get away from me! I felt my face flush with anger. They didn’t want any of what I was fixing to dish out!
I finally fought the thing off of me and gasped, as my eyes flew open.  I was breathing heavily as I looked around, taking everything in. My heart was still pounding.
But…I was safe in my room on the floor next to my bed. I looked down at my would-be attacker and swallowed hard. It was my down comforter. I bit my bottom lip and quickly stood up, throwing my comforter back on the bed. I put my hands on my hips and thought about the dream. No. Nightmare! But it was just a dream. I ran my hand through my long dark hair and exhaled.
I gave my comforter a masterful smile. “I told you not to mess with me.”
My phone started vibrating on the nightstand. Fearing the worst, I looked at my clock. Great! Today was the first day of school and it was 7:55! No doubt about it, I was going to be late!
As I jumped in the Mustang and headed down the road, my dream came back to me. It had really freaked me out (not so much the wrestling with my comforter). Everything was so detailed. Thoughts of the silver and red eyes in the smoke made chills crawl up my body. My heart started pounding as the horrifying scene filled my mind. I had to put the dream out of my head. I didn’t want to keep seeing headless bodies—geez! And the fear. The fear was like a force in itself.  It surrounded me. I could feel its darkness as though it was hiding in the shadows waiting to collect me. All of me. I shuddered and found myself gripping the steering wheel as the feeling of darkness returned to me from the dream.  I had to shake this off. It was a dream—only a dream. The guy in my nightmare who was trying to save me came to mind. Who was he? I could still see him so plainly, and remembered feeling I knew him, but in real life I had never seen that guy. I scanned through the dream one last time, then tucked it away—deep. I had several dreams similar to this one that were stored away never to be thought of again (if I could help it!).

Little did I know that one day, this dream (nightmare) would be reality.

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