The first three novels in the romantic, suspense, supernatural series, entitled
THE MIRACLES AND MILLIONS SAGA
This omnibus edition includes the first THREE books in the Dorothy Lyle series, and contains close to 1,000 pages of weird visions, vast sums of cash, inner musings on the cosmos, broken-hearted girls, friends with attitude, thrifty parents, relentless spending, vivid dreams, chocolate, firebombs, a gun-loving tough guy, humour and stalkers. This highly addictive series has it all. British English used.
Who is Dorothy Lyle?
She is a woman who appears super-normal at first glance. She resides in a modest house in a small Irish town, and commutes to a typical office. She’s a lone parent who misses her children now that they are at college. Yet Dorothy is so much more than the obvious. She is a powerful psychic who has been masquerading as normal for twenty years. She is also a woman who has been avoiding men since a nasty breakup and divorce left her reeling in shock while still in her twenties.
The winds of change begin to blow around Dorothy as she approaches her fortieth birthday. An unfortunate affair of the heart means that her daughter, Diane, has distanced herself from her former home and doting mother. Dorothy wonders if some extra cash might alleviate the immediate problem.
Enter the lottery and one hundred and eight-five million tax free dollars.
How easy do you think it is to hide your true self when you unexpectedly become the fortieth richest woman in your own small country? How feasible do you think it is to avoid all dating and romantic involvements when you are single, and literally rolling in cash? How practical do you think it is to stay safe when so many of those around you seem to resent your good fortune?
This box set contains the following three books:
DOROTHY LYLE IN AVARICE – BOOK 1. Join Dorothy on the first leg of her rollercoaster journey as she discovers what an emotionally charged and complicated experience dealing with unexpected wealth can be. Clairvoyance may in handy on occasion, but it doesn’t help you decide who gets what!
DOROTHY LYLE IN COLOUR – BOOK 2. Relax with Dorothy as she begins to truly enjoy her wealth and changes in fortune. Only for her newfound pleasure to be jeopardised by a tarot card reading of all things! Once again, change is afoot, although this time it’s of a sinister nature.
DOROTHY LYLE IN HELP – BOOK 3. Watch what happens when Dorothy concedes that she cannot protect herself alone, and sets out to hire professional help. Ever wondered what it would be like to come face to face with your other half? The half you weren’t fully aware was even missing. And if he happened to be in a bad mood at that momentous moment, do you think it might colour your judgement? Read on, folks, and find out the answers to these questions and about a hundred more.
MIRACLES AND MILLIONS: TWO MINDS, TWO BODIES, TWO HEARTS, ONE SOUL
Targeted Age Group:: Adults Only
Heat/Violence Level: Heat Level 3 – PG-13
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
Back in 2010, I began to write as a form of therapy after a breakup left me riddled with self-doubt, self-disgust, self-blame, and many more negative emotions.
Ireland was smack bang in the middle of brutal recession, which was triggered by the credit crunch and subsequent global collapse that many of us will never forget.
While families fought tooth and nail to keep body and soul together, I began to notice an even greater obsession with material gain.
I experienced it myself on more than one occasion, and even began to fantasize about winning the lottery.
I discovered I was not alone. I spoke to many others that year who admitted they dreamed of sudden riches.
One day, I saw a photograph in the newspaper at work. It showed a long line of individuals queuing around the block for a free meal and goodie bag.
I had heard of the Capuchin Day Centre for the homeless, run by Brother Kevin Crowley, although I never taken much interest in its work.
In my writer's mind, I started seeing a woman who unexpectedly wins an enormous sum, and determines to use it for good.
I began to write her story, and it wasn't long before I lost all dreams of becoming a lottery winner. If there's a fortune out there with my name on, I would rather achieve it through hard work and creative talent.
Be careful what you wish for.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
You know how writers say that they dreamed up their plots and characters? Well that's what happened to me. Dorothy showed up first. Small and vaguely annoying like many of the women I encountered over the years who want to drag the rest of us into their weird New Age world of crystals and angels.
After that, the others began to appear from the ether. Jack Maddox showed up early one morning in a cloud of dry ice. Marco Kelly literally stepped out of the TV one evening. I dreamed Horace Johnson in December 2013. He never appeared before then, yet I awoke one morning with his full back story. Weird but true.
How cool is the human brain?
You wouldn't get that with artificial life forms, I don't care how strong or clever they are.
This continued to happen. Every new character had something to contribute to the plot.
I never try to force my characters. They always lead. This is their story.I receive many compliments on my character development from those who have read the entire series. None of this is apparent in the earlier novels as the flow of the books is designed to mirror Dorothy's frame of mind. Sadly, only those who read them understand this. Some readers get as far as Book 1 and slate the series because they just don't get it.
Against the express wishes and advice of her parents, twenty-year-old Dorothy Lyle married twenty-two-year-old Declan O’Keefe because she was expecting his baby, and because she truly believed they were in love with each other.
She pointedly ignored the voice in her head that urged her not to proceed with the wedding, but instead to fake an illness, or find some other way of postponing the nuptials until she was older and wiser.
Sadly, Dorothy was young and foolish, and like many before her, was convinced that she had found The One. Consequently, she steadfastly blanked the tingling sensation in her lower back which warned her that all was not well, and that her anticipated marriage was an error of magnificent proportions.
Pat and Joey assured their daughter that, since they were not living in the dark ages, there was no need to rush into wedlock just because she was pregnant. Despite their best efforts to make her see sense, Dorothy went ahead with the marriage, neither understanding nor acknowledging the concerns of those who loved her best.
For the first, but sadly not the last time in her life, she fell for a man who was only capable of self-adulation, a love against which she could never hope to compete.
For the first two years, she battled to make things work. It was not until the occasion of their second wedding anniversary that she finally accepted what the inner voice had been trying to tell her from the beginning.
Not only was Declan lacking as a human being and a miserable failure as a husband, the only love he was capable of experiencing was saved purely for himself. Alas, by the second anniversary, the die had been well and truly cast, and it was too late for Dorothy to undo the terrible error she had made.
Long before reaching the age of forty, she had given up all her illusions regarding the Catholic Church, and only entered one when it became necessary to do so. In her opinion, she was more than capable of finding her way to the creator without the assistance of the old men in the Vatican.
Nonetheless, back when she was twenty, she had not yet come to the realisation that she was not the sort of woman who required an antiquated institution to show her the way to God. Therefore, as per the custom of the day, the parish priest presided over the nuptials in the church near her childhood home.
Afterwards, the wedding party moved on to the local hotel. As they were standing on the front lawn, with the photographer bossing them around, Dorothy glanced over at her husband, her young heart overflowing with love. She soon wished that she had not bothered. Declan did not appear to be even remotely happy at finding himself a newly married man.
Worse than that, he seemed positively detached from his surroundings, as if the entire proceedings were beneath his notice. With a sinking heart, Dorothy noticed that he also emitted a distinctly contemptuous vibe. It was as if nothing about the day, particularly the bride, meant anything to him. At her own wedding, of all possible times, Dorothy got one of her Very Bad Feelings, and during the months and years that followed she was destined to get many more.
When the twins came along four months later, they were a welcome addition. Even though having two babies to care for when she was barely out of her teens was extremely hard work, she did at least feel that somebody loved her. Declan’s absence of affection was inexorably making itself known to her, because by then he was making less and less of an effort to hide his lack of regard for her.
They lived in a small apartment in West Dublin, where Declan was employed in his father’s auto parts shop. Dorothy began to dread the sound of his footsteps at the end of the working day, as it was the prelude to yet another evening spent listening to his snide comments about how wonderful his life had been prior to meeting her, and how all he ever had to worry about was where his next pint of beer was coming from.
These remarks were always coupled with the contemptuous glances at which he excelled. No matter how many years passed, Dorothy never forgot how his eyes used to glint with malice over his hooknose, as he derived pleasure from the hurt he was inflicting upon his young spouse.
The family celebrated the twins’ first Christmas in Ireland, then shortly after their first anniversary packed up and moved to London. Declan’s brother, Liam, had been living there for the past two years and running his own building firm. After a major family discussion, the O’Keefes decided that Declan should join his brother in what was bidding fair to be a successful enterprise. They even went so far as to put up the capital which would enable him to buy a share of the venture, and implement new plans to take it forward.
Even though it meant leaving her friends and family behind, when Dorothy was apprised of the scheme, she raised no objections. She lived in hope that the change of scenery might somehow jumpstart the marriage. Besides, she now had two babies to care and provide for, so what was she supposed to do? Tell her parents that her marriage was a disaster after barely a year?
She was the one who had insisted on marrying Declan. It behoved her to accept her responsibilities and give the relationship a fair crack of the whip. After all, they were both young. Perhaps in a new town, away from the old haunts, they would finally gel as a couple and possibly even fall in love like other folks did.
It did not take Declan long to make his mark in the building trade and, for a while at least, he seemed happier. Dorothy began to hope that her wish had been granted, and they were about to embark on a new phase of their lives where their relationship would be a more normal one. This hope seemed to be confirmed scarcely three months after the move, when Declan announced his intention of purchasing a family home for them.
Almost before Dorothy knew what was happening, she was installed in a beautiful three-bedroom house in an upcoming area of Highbury. In a manner that was kind for him, Declan told her to buy whatever she needed for the house. He spent long hours at the company with Liam, a dedication that paid dividends. Financially speaking, things progressed more smoothly than Dorothy would ever have dreamed possible, and she unexpectedly found herself married to a man with prospects.
Unfortunately, the same could not be said of the relationship. The initial euphoria of being a man of property soon wore off, and whatever resolutions Declan had made concerning his behaviour were soon forgotten. His father, Billy, had always been able to curb his son’s excesses in the past, but without that constant steadying influence, Declan soon began to treat the move to another country as a get out of jail free card, and essentially began to live the life of a single man. He remained under the family roof, and to the outside world at least, gave the impression that he was a good husband and father.
However, behind closed doors he either ignored Dorothy and treated her as if she was part of the furniture, or alternatively barked orders at her as if she was an indentured servant. As the months wore on, his behaviour deteriorated, and the ache of loneliness she felt for her friends and family back home became almost physical.
Only the twins kept her going. Joshua and Diane were healthy, happy babies, who freely gave of their affections to their young mother. In later years, she often wondered what the outcome would have been if the children had not given her something to live for during those early years with Declan.
Hoping that a change of lifestyle would do her good and keen to make new friends, Dorothy decided to attend an evening class, and set about finding the most suitable one. The one that appealed to her the most was expensive, giving her pause for thought.
During the fifteen months of their marriage, Declan had not exactly kept her short of money. Nevertheless, he was a controlling man who took considerable pleasure from the fact that his wife often had to approach him and request funds for her and their children. Well aware that he would never willingly give her the hundreds of pounds necessary to pay the fees, Dorothy was forced to embezzle money from her husband whenever the opportunity presented itself.
Each evening when he got home from work, Declan would dump his dirty clothes on the floor and leave them for her to pick up. Each evening, she carefully went through his pockets and removed any paraphernalia that might upset the delicate mechanism of the much-cherished washing machine.
Every night for three months, she stole one pound from her husband’s pockets. She kept the stash secreted in a tampon box with a false bottom that was just enough of a disguise to fool a casual observer. When she eventually broached the subject with Declan, he raised neither interest nor objection to the scheme, as long as he was not expected to participate or support her in any way.
He was firmly entrenched in the business and had little thought to spare for his wife’s activities. Dorothy heaved a sigh of relief and headed down to the college to complete the necessary application forms.
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