A half-wild horse, a Celtic legend, and a teen trying to escape…
Regina Hamilton has three months to prove to the courts she can earn a living on her own and avoid going home to her abusive mother—a tall order for a teen with only her riding skills to rely on. Desperate to prove herself, Regina lands a job at an exclusive dressage barn. But when workers start to mysteriously disappear, she becomes ensnared in a web of lies and deceit. With time running out and unsure who to trust, Regina turns to an unlikely trio: an unusual boy who trains hawks, a reclusive professor of Celtic history, and a half-wild red mare. Together they form a bond that will be tested when a long-held secret exposes a much greater threat—and Regina’s the target. To save her horses and her life Regina may have to trust her enemies and betray her friends.
Inspired by everyday miracles, L.R. Trovillion weaves magical stories of hurting people who find hope through horses in her Maryland Equestrian Novel series. Although she earned a degree in Russian and spent a career in government service, her real love has been caring for and working with horses. That love shines through in her series, focusing on the healing power of horses in the lives of teens facing complex and sometimes dangerous family situations. Believing there is more to this world than meets the eye, she adds a dash of the supernatural to each story. L. R. Trovillion lives on a small horse farm in Maryland with her husband, daughter, and several animals that really run the place. Her other works have appeared in Baltimore magazine, Chicken Soup for the Soul, and various poetry anthologies.
I'm sure everyone has had a time when they sought professional or other learned advice--and then ignored it. Creatives like writers, artists, musicians all learn the rules. We work hard to master the rules. But then the day comes to break them. I've always heard that you can do anything in your writing as long as you are brilliant at it. Well, that's quite a mandate so I guess I'll stick closer to the writing rules for now. There have been times, however, when I did bend them a bit because I felt strongly about how it would enhance the story. It's a tough world in publication out there and they say they want something unique but they really don't. They want something dependably sales-worthy and safe. Are you brave enough to be a rule-breaker?
Horse Gods: The Dressage Rider’s Betrayal
Trey’s horse is tall. Really tall. And all of it legs. Typical Thoroughbred. He looks especially weedy and thin surrounded by the blocky warmbloods in the boarder’s barn. Rooting around in the working students’ tack room, I locate his saddle and bridle. Trey had marked his saddle peg with the horse’s name, Tucker, next to the outline of a fish. I run my finger over his handwriting, neatly penned with a Sharpie, and wonder for about the millionth time where he could be. It’s been almost three weeks, and no one has heard anything. At first it seemed like the police took his disappearance seriously and came by the barn for follow-up questions, but now everyone is just waiting. For what? For him to waltz in again and tell us he was in a hospital suffering from amnesia or was kidnapped and narrowly escaped? A feeling, like electricity shooting right through me, hits as I look at his handwriting. The feeling whispers, Trey is dead.