After nearly five years of research, story creation, writing, feedback, rewriting, editing, feedback and re-editing, WHOSE TIME HAS COME is finally ready to meet the world! I think it is a wonderful and magical story! Give it a try!

From the book cover:

In ‘Whose Time Has Come’, Ellys Phox steps beyond the contemporary real-life dramas of her previous two novels: ‘The Performance’ and ‘In the Mean Time’, into the realm of the magical.

The story: Barely more than a child herself, Maggie McLaren becomes the reluctant guardian of the young Lord of Hawksley Manor. Not only is Emerson Hawksley brilliant far beyond his years, he carries an ancient secret that blurs the boundaries of time and reason.

On her own in England, Maggie finds an ally in Hannah, the boyishly handsome chauffeur of the manor. Though Maggie welcomes the reassuring presence of this self-confident and savvy young woman, she is unsettled by just how fascinated, even smitten, she finds herself.

With a child touched by magic and mystery, pursued by betrayal and treachery, the pragmatic Maggie must protect Emerson, while finding her way to the truth–even when the truth falls outside the realm of the rational.

On a loom of present day veracity, Ms. Phox weaves together familiar folklore with interpretive mythos to create a compelling tapestry of revelation and insight into one of the most mysterious and written about figures ever conceived: Merlin, the one whose time has come.




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