Jeiklee Has Arrived!! A New Novel

“Jeiklee always knew he didn’t fit in with ‘normal’ people. They always found him odd. When he met Spirit McKenzie, a witch from another world, his worst fears and dreams came true. Jeiklee discovered he had magical powers and was from the magical world of Severna, a place full of love, light, darkness, and magic. After he meeting his real parents, Jeiklee soon develops feeling for Spirit that he cant deny, and they both end up going on a five day adventure! What Jeiklee finds out while away changes his perspective on the man everybody seems to fear and hate… Count Dracula. Jeiklee realises Dracula is far from the evil being he was made out to be, and sees for himself that he isn’t evil at all, being Count Dracula the Fifteenth. Jeiklee also discovers that his mother Leticia and Dracula were best friends, childhood sweethearts, even secret lovers… and his mother isn’t happy with the life she has grown accustomed to. Can he bring the star crossed lovers back together?”

The latest fantasy/romance novel of mine, Jeiklee, is now available in stores and I am already getting positive responses via email from keen readers, very glad.

Jeiklee is available in print for those who prefer a book in hand and also in digital format for your digital devices. In coming weeks it will become available in much more stores but I’m excited so I’m sharing it’s release and availability now!

Find Jeiklee by clicking here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Jeiklee-Makala-Thomas-ebook/dp/B015YCXNUW/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Have a look at the description and preview and if this book intrigues you, do buy a copy.

Thank you kindly!

Makala Thomas 🙂


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Wishful Thinking (Domestic Violence) 👎

Wishful Thinking.

I warned you about the risks you were taking from being with him.

When he first hit you, the anger I felt was immense. I told you to get away, leave him, go back to your mother’s or even come to mine.

You refused.

As I stare at the priest talking, I go back to brooding on the church bench.

You told me after that first time that it was your fault, you went out to see your sister when you should have made dinner for him. That you could see why he hit you.

I couldn’t make you see sense. I told you again to leave. You refused, saying the love is there, he just doesn’t know how to express it.

And then he hit you again a week later. You tried to deny it, but the bruised eye, the swollen lip, the limping was enough evidence.

You told me again he didn’t mean it. I told you again to leave.

You couldn’t, because you found out you were expecting a baby. That was your excuse for not leaving him and that was his excuse for hitting you. You said it was shock, that’s why he lashed out. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

A month later you ended up unconscious in hospital, and that is when I reported everything to the police and your family.

But you denied everything. Your family knew you were lying. The police knew. Everyone but you could see this would only get worse.

You held your tongue after that and suffered in silence. You stopped answering my calls and texts. It was frustrating but I gave you your space.

Everyone in the church is standing while I sit thinking of you. I quickly open the hymn book and stand too.

I should have done more. I should have forced you to talk to the police. You were expecting a baby.

I can’t stop the tears as I gaze at the coffin which holds your body.

When I got the call that you were found unconscious, I knew it was him. I told the police again and they seized him.

Now he’s doing time for manslaughter. But it’s not enough. No amount of years will bring you back.

Your coffin is carried out of the church, everyone following solemnly.

I can hardly stand as you are lowered into the ground, gone.

Gone because you were in denial.

Gone because you believed he loved you.

Gone because you believed he would change.

Gone because of your wishful thinking.

Domestic Violence is a serious thing and shouldn’t be ignored. If you or someone you know are suffering at the abuse of another, do not hesitate to get help. I know it is easier said than done, but think of yourself or that person and what you or they are going through.

Nobody should have to suffer.

Makala Thomas. 🙌