Y’all, the last book of the Faith & Fortune series is finally here. It’s a bittersweet time, happy that’s available for you to read and sad that it’s the last book. Seriously, what was I thinking? I should have made the series longer. (Lesson learned.)
The Price of Dreams is the third book and features ballerina, Octavia Ricci. To celebrate, I’m sharing an excerpt from chapter one and a chance for you to win an eBook copy. Enjoy!
I exhaled and moved into a fouetté en tournant en dehors. Using my right leg to extend and come back in at a triangle, I thrust my body around in a full turn. Muscle memory immediately propelled my legs through a glissade and into fourth position before making the transition into a grand jeté. I leapt into the air, exhilarating in the freedom of the movement as the music’s crescendo stirred the scene to one of joy and exultation.
My partner moved to my side and swooped me into a fish dive, my face dangerously close to the floor. No panic—only trust resided, because we’d done this sequence over and over and over, each time perfecting the movements. The constant training I’d put my muscles and mind through commanded my limbs, every inch of me presented to the audience with precision.
Ballet was the ultimate visual art, and I was completely aware that my physical form embodied the passion and story the choreographers and musicians wanted to tell, letting the audience in on the secrets of love and heartache, overcoming and triumphant happiness.
I bent at the waist, my right knee kneeling on the stage in a révérence, or curtsy, as the music came to an end. The crowd rose to their feet with a roar of applause. But the ovation wasn’t meant for me. Not for me alone, anyway. It took more than one person to pull off a performance. Every production required a massive team effort to look seamless and fluid.
I blinked as the memory faded and reality set in.
I, Octavia Ricci, am a principal ballerina for the City Ballet Company. Or rather, I was. Now the only dances I could perform were those in my memory. Last month, I’d received the call informing me that another ballerina would take my starring position as principal ballerina for the performances my body could no longer execute. One attack from a stalker and my knee had failed me.
About the Book
Ballet has always been my life, but one terrible moment may have destroyed everything I’ve worked so hard for—especially my title of Octavia Ricci, principal ballerina. I thought for sure my physical therapist, Dr. Noah Wright, could help me obtain my dream once more, but he wants more than I’m prepared to give.
I’ve seen firsthand the trials of interracial relationships. I’m a product of one myself and promised I’d never put my hopefully-someday kids through that drama. Everyone keeps telling me to let go of other people’s expectations, but I’m just not sure I can. Besides, if my dreams of returning to ballet are futile, what hope is there in seeking unconditional love?
The Price of Dreams is the third and final book in the Christian Chick Lit series: Faith & Fortune.
One lucky commentator has a chance to win an eBook copy of The Price of Dreams. To enter, leave a blog post comment telling me your favorite form of art. Comment by Sept 4th, 2pm EDT. A random winner will be notified by email.