When I asked MS Kaye about what motivated her to write her Taken series, she shared with me a poem which struck a chord in her. Here's the poem....
Long-felt desires, hopes as long as vain--
sad sighs--slow tears accustomed to run sad
into as many rivers as two eyes could add,
pouring like fountains, endless as the rain--
cruelty beyond humanity, a pain
so hard it makes compassionate stars go mad
with pity: these are the first passions I've had.
Do you think love could root in my soul again?
If it arched the great bow back again at me,
licked me again with fire, and stabbed me deep
with the violent worst, as awful as before,
the wounds that cut me everwhere would keep
me shielded, so there would be no place free
for love. It covers me. It can pierce no more.
Here's what she said...A poem written by a woman born in the early 1500's inspired the name of book one, and the second half of the poem inspired the plot of book 2. I love how poetry and prose last forever and continue to influence the world. I hope my stories last forever like this poem.
Here's the second book in the Taken Series- Echo in the Mist...
As Alec and Adriane investigate the reason his father’s old organized crime competitor returned to the city, Adriane eventually realizes Alec is hiding something from her. Will his continued secrecy threaten their relationship? Will the truth of Stein’s motivations rip Adriane away from Alec?
Alec rested his hands on either side of my face. “I’m so sorry.” He brushed his thumb across my cheek. “I’ll make sure you’re always safe, I promise.”
He looked at me more closely, and his voice was quiet. “You’re angry.”
I rested my hand on his. “Not at you.” I took a breath. “I’ve never felt like that. I wanted to really hurt him. If I could’ve, I would have…”
“You wanted to kill him.”
My expression strained. He pulled me closer and rested a quiet hand on my hair.
“Better than anyone,” he said, “I understand how you feel. I know how it claws through your chest. But I also know you.” He whispered against my cheek. “You would never go too far.”
I clung more tightly to him. I’d never felt hatred like that before. I just hoped he was right, that I was the person he thought I was.
M.S. Kaye has several published books under her black belt. A transplant from Ohio, she resides with her husband Corey in Jacksonville, Florida, where she tries not to melt in the sun. Find suspense and the unusual at www.BooksByMSK.com.
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Other books by M.s. Kaye
Kindling the Past
Endless as the Rain, book one of the Taken series
Overcast, prequel to the Taken series
Echo Through the Mist, book two of the Taken series
Strong as Death, book one of the Born from Death series
Awaken from Death, book two of the Born from Death series
Once, book one of the Once series
Once & Again, book two of the Once series
Once & Forever , book three of the Once series