As I glanced around, I could imagine a wizard in the house on the corner, a troll living at that place with the turret and various other magical beings strolling the streets in their capes, robes and pointy-toed shoes. The place lit my writer's heart right up and burned the fires of creativity into my soul.
This story is a little bit fantasy and a little bit magical and a whole lot romantic.
I had no choice but to name this story Enchanted Edinburgh since the place captured my psyche so completely. This story practically wrote itself and I hope readers will enjoy it. Buy link
Working on her doctoral dissertation has been stressful for Jenna Monroe, an American studying at Edinburgh University. She’s writing about the mythological kingdom of Camelot which historians believe was above the City of Edinburgh at a place called Arthur’s Seat near Salisbury Crag. She hikes up to the crag for inspiration, and while resting there, meets a man in a hooded cape.
The man introduces himself as Art, the son of King Arthur and Queen Guinevere. A castle appears out of the mist and the man escorts her inside to dine. Believing it to be a vivid dream brought on by too much stress, Jenna shrugs off the encounter. She’s later shocked when she sees the man from her dream in town.