IT BEGINS BUT NEVER ENDS
Number of pages: 458
Genre: General Fiction
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From the legendary continent of Atlantis to the Great Barrier Reef, this is the story of Leeanne McIntyre and Gordon Stirling, two very different people who, against all odds, fall in love. The story transcends the confines of time and space and reveals Gordon’s special psychic and healing powers, whilst traversing Leeanne’s troubled path of broken marriages, bizarre sexual encounters and the search for herself. The lovers finally begin to draw together the pieces of their lives whilst living on the island of Santorini. What they find is incredible—danger, death and an alarming reality that connects the past to the present. Rich in scope and theme, this is a novel that cannot fail to enthrall and exhilarate the reader.
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Late one afternoon, Arthur came running through the door excitedly waving
some brochures in his hand.
'We're off to the Greek Islands in September, darling,' he said.
'Bridget and John have organised to charter a 34 metre yacht to sail the
Greek Islands for two weeks. The
'Odyssey' sleeps eight to ten, so we'll ask Paul and Linda, and maybe the
Fergusons will come,' he added.
'I've always dreamed of sailing the Greek Islands, I'm so excited
Arthur,' replied Leeanne.
September came before they knew it.
Helen, now twelve and Dean, now ten, would be left with their Nanna.
'Bring us back some presents,' both children said, as they waved goodbye
to their parents.
Arriving in Athens, where they stayed for four days before boarding the
'Odyssey', the four couples stood in awe of the huge metropolis before them.
Thousands of cars, all blowing their horns, people yelling at taxis that
didn't stop...the smell of roasted chestnuts and fresh donuts being sold on the
sidewalks...this was the City,
The ever present smell of pollution fumes hung low over Athens, and,
behind all this, stood the ancient grandeur that was the mighty Acropolis.
Arthur, Leeanne and their friends spent the days visiting museums,
shopping at Monostiraki, eating souvlaki and Greek salad, washed down with
endless bottles of retsina.
Taking a deep breath and savouring the atmosphere, Leeanne said aloud,
'Oh my God, I love it here.'
The blue, cloudless sky blended endlessly with the sea, as the eight
friends boarded the magnificent 'Odyssey'.
'Let me take your bag madam,' said the steward with sparkling brown eyes,
to Leeanne, as he held out a helping hand.
'Efaristo poli,' said Leeanne, proud of the few Greek words she had
'Parakalo, you sound like a local, no trace of accent,' he smiled.
The crew of the 'Odyssey' consisted of Captain Dimitri, the cook called
Costa, steward Yannis, and deckhand George.
They were into their fourth day of cruising, having visited the holy
island of Tinos, the ancient ruins of Delos and the picturesque and fabulously
colourful party island of Mykonos.
Leeanne was sunbathing topless on the deck, a rich, golden tan forming on
her curvaceous body...she had noticed a few times that George had been eyeing
As she turned over to tan her back, George approached with a bottle of
sun lotion in his hand.
'A beautiful lady like you needs to be spoilt,' he said, sitting down
beside her. 'Let me rub some lotion
onto your back.'
Leeanne was pleased with this attention...she quite fancied the young
Greek with the muscular body and sexy brown eyes.
With the hot summer sun burning down and the feeling of strong, sensual
hands massaging her body, Leeanne started to feel waves of pleasure filling her
whole being. 'This is ecstasy,' she
'You can do this anytime George,' swooned Leeanne, feeling a tingling
vibration flow through her thighs.
'Whatever your heart's desire, I would do for you madam.'
'Please call me Leeanne, we all seem like one big family on this boat.'
That evening, they dropped anchor at Paros.
After a delicious dinner of freshly caught squid and mousaka and salad,
it was Greek music under the stars.
All of a sudden, Leeanne felt separate from all the people around her.
A strange feeling came over her, like she could see the people, yet she
couldn't...there was no noise, except the gentle lapping of water on the boat.
For the first time in her life, she felt totally alone, and, shivering at
this eerie feeling, Leeanne decided to go to bed.
All night long, she tossed and turned, feeling overheated from the hours
in the sun, until finally, she went on deck to lay under the stars.
She felt much cooler there, and sleep came peacefully.
Suddenly, Leeanne had a feeling of eyes looking down at her.
George was standing beside her, gazing with desire at her firm, tanned
breasts, peeping through a white lace camisole.
Kneeling down beside her, he planted a moist hungry kiss on her eager
lips. Slowly slipping the camisole
off, his lips travelled to her breasts, gently caressing the hard, pink nipples.
Pulling away, Leeanne whispered breathlessly, 'We can't do this, what if
someone comes on deck?'
'Tomorrow, we go waterskiing at a deserted part of the island,' said
George. 'If you get an opportunity,
swim around to the small rocky beach to the left of where we anchor.'
All morning, Leeanne was aching with the anticipation of the pleasure
that lay ahead.
Finally, after a long lunch she swam to the rocky beach, while everyone else
slept. She was surprised to
find her desire disappearing, and in it's place was that eerie feeling of
As she walked up the pebbly beach, George suddenly appeared from behind a
They didn't speak, just kissed gently and lay down on the white pebbles,
the sun caressing the new nakedness of their bodies.
closed her eyes and felt the soft wet tongue sliding over her belly, licking
droplets of salt water from her body – then she remembered Hubert.
over onto her stomach, she said gently, 'Please leave me alone, I want you
to go, George. I'm sorry, I'm so
she swam back to the boat, Leeanne cried uncontrollably; they were not tears for
Hubert, they were tears for herself.
next day was spent at Naxos, where Leeanne hardly spoke to anyone and spent most
of her time playing with her worry beads and looking out to sea.
we arrive at the magic island of Santorini,' said the captain. 'This island is
like no other island on earth, in fact, it is not part of the earth's crust, it
is the caldera of a huge volcano.
cannot drop anchor as the depth is almost bottomless, so we must berth.'
was fascinated and that night asked Captain Dimitri more about the strange
island of Santorini.
island has had many upheavals and catastrophes of such magnitude, it is a wonder
there is anything left today,' said Dimitri.
has changed shape many times of the years, after all the volcanic eruptions.
It was first called Strongyle, which means round one, then called Santa
Erini. We also have the popular
belief that it was once part of the lost continent of Atlantis,' he continued.
said Leeanne in surprise, 'that's only a myth, I don't believe such a place even
believed it, and there is increasing evidence today to back it up and most
Greeks think so too,' said Dimitri.
she said, with a smile on her face, 'tomorrow will certainly be an exciting
morning, as they sailed towards Santorini, Arthur turned to Leeanne, 'What's up
honey? You've been very quiet the last day and now you seem in a world of your
don't know Arthur, maybe I just don't have anything to talk about anymore,' she
said, staring out to sea. 'I'm happy, I love the islands and I'm having a
fantastic time,' she added.
was sitting alone up close to the bow, when the Odyssey
turned to enter the beginning of the caldera that was Santorini.
Huge imposing cliffs of burnt orange, black and brown, crawled skyward
with whitewashed houses and blue domed churches nestled on top, like icing on a
white buildings against a cloudless blue sky was postcard perfect – the raw
savageness of the volcanic cliffs was spellbinding.
in all this beauty, Leeanne breathed deeply.
Following the rocky caldera, her eyes settled on the deep blue water and
held the water, all around, the deep, deep, blue water.
heart skipped a beat, the hairs on her arms stood upright and a cold dread
filled her body.
her forehead, Leeanne realized she was sweating profusely, yet she felt cold,
like being in stunned shock. Tears
streamed down her cheeks, and a dryness filled her throat.
Try as she may, she could not take her eyes from the sea.
Behind her, the sound of voices and the clicking of cameras. 'I know this
sea! I know this sea.' Leeanne said to herself.
'Snap out of it darling, have a glass of champagne,' said Arthur, putting
his arm around her. 'They say we have to ride donkeys up that steep track to get
to the top of the town, it sounds like fun.'
town of Thira lay approximately seven hundred feet up the steep caldera.
From where the Odyssey
berthed, a cable car was also a means of getting to the top; unfortunately, it
only ran for limited hours.
the endless tiny cobblestone streets filled with interesting shops and bars and
magnificent churches, kept Leeanne's mind from the unnerving experience she had
had whilst sailing into Santorini.
high on an overhanging balcony, filled with local wine, the merry Australians
felt like they were in heaven.
never seen a place like this,' said Bridget to Arthur, as the sun was slowly
setting on the still azure sea. 'Photographers come from all over the world to
capture the Santorini sunset,' she said.
the rich colours of the spectacular sunset finally died, Bridget said to
everyone, 'Why don't we all stay up here tonight, rent a room, go to a bouzouki
club and wake early to see the sunrise?'
Leeanne dropped her drink, her hands were shaking, and, holding her head, she
said, 'I feel sick, sorry.'
be too much wine,' said Arthur, cleaning up the glass.
going to catch the cable car down, I just want to have a shower and go to bed,'
said Leeanne, her face very pale and drawn.
Leeanne approached the Odyssey, the
captain and Yannis were coming down the gangway after telling George to keep a
good eye on the boat, and that they were having a drink in the bar at the end of
this conversation was in Greek, yet, she understood perfectly.
her come aboard, George had a wide smile on his handsome face while Leeanne
looked straight past him and said, 'Ime
Kourasmeni' (I'm tired.)
a warm shower and a cup of hot coffee, Leeanne felt much better.
to sleep and feeling the eerie loneliness creeping up on her again, she sat on
the deck and looked at the stars.
mou,' said George, as he sat beside her.
star,' replied Leeanne.
surprise me everyday with your Greek words.
I notice you reading the Greek phrase book, you really are interested,
aren't you Leeanne?'
I want to learn the language. I
love Greece, but Santorini is different. I've
felt strange ever since we've arrived…it's almost as if this island knows my
thoughts. I feel very uncomfortable
people see Santorini from the outside, some see it from within.
Santorini has been destroyed and born again…it is unique and alone.
All our emotions come together here.
This is the place to find yourself and to look at your life,' said George
with gentle understanding in his voice.
ise astari mou?' said Leeanne, gazing into the night. 'Where are you, my
means you are searching for your love,' replied George.
a caring arm around her, he whispered. 'Come and lay down inside on the lounge,
I will give you a nice back massage; it will make you feel better.'
dimmed the lights and spread a towel on the lounge.
let me spoil you – just relax.'
she slipped out of her blue silk dress, George's heart skipped a beat as he
beheld her beautiful nakedness. Slowly,
he poured little droplets of oil on to her skin – strong hands worked into her
soft, suntanned flesh.
in contentment, Leeanne drifted away and thought, One day, I'm going to come
back and live in Greece…one day.
was so relaxed that she hardly noticed George was now naked.
Gently, he turned her over – slowly, softly massaging her neck, down
her arms, putting more drops of oil on her full, ripe breasts. Down over her
belly, coming to rest on her maiden part, then continuing down the inside of her
legs, slowly, spreading them apart, then to her feet and caressing each toe.
pleasure flowed through her body and her heart started to beat faster as his
lips touched hers and she felt the hard, warm sensation of his manhood enter her
moved together in rapturous harmony, their bodies pulsing in urgency until
finally, their waves of ecstasy exploded in unity.
up next morning, Leeanne felt wonderful, her head was clear and her mind was
bright. As she came out of her
cabin, she almost bumped into Costa.
Costa, kalimera, ti kanete?'
spoke no English, and answered, 'Kala esi?'
feel marvellous Costa, what's for breakfast?'
the reason for the quizzical look on his face, Leeanne laughingly said, 'Ti
ina to priono?
Dimitri was busy checking the boat, George and Yannis were making preparations
for sailing, when the hungover guests finally appeared on the jetty.
did we rage last night,' said Arthur to Leeanne. 'I know we'll pay for it
today, probably all be seasick.'
darling, I feel fantastic and I can't wait to explore the next island,' said
Leeanne with a wide smile.
Santorini was different from arriving for Leeanne. This
day, all her feelings were good and positive, as George and Yannis hoisted the
sails; the clear white sails billowed against the red volcanic cliffs, the clear
blue skies and the sun beaming down on the shimmering Aegean Sea.
last look at Santorini, she thought, with a tingle of sadness in her heart.
I haven't explored you yet, but I'll be back again soon.
the journey back to Athens, Leeanne and George never had an opportunity to be
alone, not that they tried hard to arrange it.
The times that they sat together were taken up with conversations on
Greek history and stories of mythology with Leeanne finding herself totally
enthralled with everything that was ancient Greece.
calling in to the islands of Serifos, Kythnos and Hydra, the Odyssey
was now on the home run to the port of Kalamaki.
on the deck, playing with her worry beads, Leeanne thought, 'I don't want to
leave here, I don't want to go home, I want to stay in Greece.'
Parios was singing over the ship's speaker system, as they sailed by the huge
temple of Poseidon on Cape Sounion.
came and sat beside Leeanne, noticing tears rolling down her cheeks.
He held her hand gently and said, 'Greece
has touched you like it does so many people….always remember it with love and
had a wonderful holiday George,' she smiled. But I feel such a heavy sadness
in my heart, almost like it's breaking, I feel like I'm leaving my soul behind.'
understand Leeanne, but you'll return, I know
you'll come back.'