Beneath the pristine Island beauty, passions hungered, lingered in the ardent darkness. His passions, fueled by decades of loneliness and longing, could no longer be denied. Will they face eternity together or love in secret as dark things are to be loved between the shadows and the soul?
cleverly woven plot with descriptive characters you won’t soon forget. I’m not
one to give out spoilers,
mystery, you will love it. Looking forward to more works by Muffy Wilson as I’m
sure they will be just as brilliant.
original land owner arrived on the Island with settlers from Norway. He’d
claimed five hundred acres on this southern point of the Island for himself. He
became wealthy in cattle, wheat, timber and cheese. As his family grew and were
educated on the Mainland, they moved, one by one, off Island. They were a
wealthy, hard-working lot, but needed less and less of the acreage they owned.
Much of the original plot was donated to the Town throughout the years. Some
sections were sold.
Jorgenson bought the property, around 1890 or 1900. I am not exactly sure. The
main house was much smaller and less grand than it is now, for sure.
for months at a time. He sailed the Great Lakes several times a year with
supplies, spices, fancy goods and ‘fortunes of bounty’. That’s what they called
it then. It was for sale to rich settlers throughout the Great Lakes. He’d
earned all his wealth in trading by the turn of the century. He came and went
for several years until, in his mid-thirties, he met and married a much younger
woman, Amalya, and came back to the Island with her.”
property was called Mariner’s Cove then. He spent two years with Island
tradesmen rebuilding this house for his wife. To honor her, and before his
return to the water, he commissioned a maritime woodcarver to create the
figurehead of Amalya you saw yesterday on the tree marking the entrance.
ship and apparently felt she was always with him in his travels. She died one
summer, pregnant with their first child, shortly after his returning from his
last trip of the season. He shut himself away in this house—a broken man, left
forlorn and alone, to die years later of a broken heart as a recluse. It’s said
he returns night after night trying to find his Amalya, his beloved.”
nothing to it but made up stories from the past by gossips and romantics. This
place has never been haunted—no one has ever said it was, anyway. Even though
he was long dead, this property was held in Old Colin’s estate until your uncle
bought it around 1955, I think. I suppose there is more you can find out at the
Archives office in the Island library at the town offices, if you want. That’s
about all I know and it ain’t much.”
chores. “Thank you, Miss Emily,” Kirby said as he stood to leave.
supposed to be a crypt on the property somewhere. I heard tell that Old Colin
buried his Amalya in there and when he was dying, he crawled into it to die on her
casket. Creepy, but no one’s ever found it to my knowledge—and between me and
my dad, we’ve covered this property as caretakers for over fifty years.”
and company. “Thank you, Kirby. All of that is so very interesting. He must
have been deeply in love with Amalya.”
He turned to leave, stopped and dropped his head as he hesitated at the bottom
of the steps. A simple country man, this time was no different.
stuttered slightly, “Forgive me, Miss Emily, if I offend you. I have been a
bachelor all my life and never had a way with women or much of a need for them.
Oh, don’t get me wrong, I like ‘em well enough, but I never was able to pick
the right words in their presence. If…if you don’t mind my saying…you look an
awful lot like those paintings in the house of Miss Amalya.”
coincidence, I assure you.” Emily smiled, as she dismissed the compliment and
waved good-bye at Kirby. As he left, she thought about the love shared between
these two remarkable people, Colin and Amalya. Amalya and Colin.
poetic and enthralling,
relaxed pace of the story does not lessen the power of suspense. Shrouded in
mystery, romance, and eroticism, “The Para-Portage of Emily” is a
treat for the senses,
ending still surprised me, and though satisfied,
hope and passion, was born in San Antonio, Texas, to traditional parents. With
two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family “princess,”
indulged and pampered. She adored her older brothers, following them everywhere
and was surrounded by love, stimulation, and pets. Her father was a career Colonel
and pilot in the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively.
The family lived in most points between Alaska and France. Muffy spent her
formative years in Europe and came of age in France.
family, Muffy finished high
school in Northern California and attended the University of
California, Davis, and majored in Business Management.
Real Estate and Construction Division. She and her husband moved to a small
Island in northern Wisconsin where they owned a historic tavern, restaurant and
resort business which they since have sold. They now live a charmed life by the water in SW Florida.
indulges her private interest in writing sexy novels and sensual romantic literotica ~ Live, Laugh, Love with Passion.
and imaginatively told tale of love, lost and found. Mysterious twists kept me
turning the pages until the end.
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she would no doubt pen legal thrillers with a luscious layer of the erotic.
They would name their child Muffy Wilson and send her to Stephen King for some
pointers in the paranormal.
interweaves these three diverse genres into a compelling, magic carpet of a
novel that takes Emily Macque from Chicago to a bitter island estate two
hundred miles north in the frozen sea. Emily is the striking junior partner in
her father’s law firm, her mission, to settle the probate on an estate, her
destiny to fall into the arms of Colin Jorgenson, a seaman haunted by a past
love that torments his life.
more twists than a spiral staircase, “The Para-Portage of Emily” had
me gripped until the very last page.
Live ~ Laugh ~ Love