The Timeless Ones by Susan Catalano



Merry stood in the tall Indian grass, just able to see over the

feathery green heads. They tickled her cheek as a soft breeze stirred,

and she smiled as she pushed them away.

Until the townspeople regained their collective sanity, she and

William had to meet in secret. The same whispered accusations that

had put her life in peril had saved her from an ill-matched marriage.

She’d been promised to another in childhood who no longer wished

to pursue the betrothal amidst all the scandal. To Merry’s mind, this

was just as well. She didn’t dislike Jonathan Parrish, but she loved

From her vantage point at the top of the hill, she saw the grass

separating below, indicating William’s arrival. He moved fast in her

direction. She wondered at his urgency though she also felt it in her

own heart. He waved, arms flailing as though he were drowning. She

ran towards him, her eagerness replaced with alarm as she neared and

He shouted her name, his voice hoarse and panicked. “Run,

Merry! To the woods! Quickly! Run!”

Merry stopped and stared. Many men followed William into the

meadow. Her heart raced at the realization that they were coming for

her. She shook her head in denial, but when several men cried,

“Witch!” her denial turned to fear.

Gathering her skirts, she hurried toward the woods. Those gentle

feathered heads that had tickled her only a short time ago whipped

mercilessly at her face as she sped by. William shouted for her to run;

her pursuers shouts grew closer as well. She didn’t dare look back. A

thick copse of trees lined the horizon ahead. If only she could make it

to their shelter, perhaps she’d have a chance of escape. She pushed

onward, her breath harsh and fast. Her skirts tangled around her legs.

She stumbled, shrieked, and ran harder.

At last, she came upon the wood at the edge of the field. The

thickly threaded trees presented a challenging route, forcing her to

leap over raised roots and dodge low branches. As she made her way

deeper into the wood, silence prevailed. A lone yellow bird twittered

from a low-hanging branch. She paused, her heart racing.

Merry’s face filled with heat as she recognized John Indian’s

booming baritone. She ran blindly. Her lungs burned. Her legs tired.

She broke through the tree line into a small clearing, the ocean

beyond. Merry screamed and flailed as her momentum nearly sent

her over a cliff. She teetered on it’s edge for a moment before falling

backwards to the ground, then scrambled to her feet and ran back

As she neared the trees, Jonathan Parrish burst into the clearing.

Both halted, shocked at the sight of one another. Merry stared into

Jonathan’s widened eyes. Despite the fact that he’d never held her

heart, she’d never treated him with anything but respect and

kindness. Was it too much to hope for the same from him

Merry took a step backwards. “Jonathan.”

He shifted his eyes from her pleading gaze. Merry took another

step back. Then, a hand that had once held hers with gentleness,

clamped painfully around her shoulder. The barest hint of remorse

flitted across Jonathan’s face before he shouted, “I’ve got her!”

His words were cut short as William hurtled into the clearing,

crashing his shoulder into Jonathan’s chest and wrenching his grip

from Merry’s shoulder. Both men went down with a loud thud. The

sounds of men running through the woods grew louder.

William shouted for her to run. The woods were no longer an

option. The cliff lay before her. She looked back. Jonathan sat up,

holding his head. William rose from the ground and locked eyes with

her for what seemed an eternity. She ran.

“Merry! No!” William shouted as she raced toward the cliff.

Anger fueled her movement. She didn’t deserve this fate. None

of the accused did. Forced to decide between the noose or the ocean

was no choice at all. But she was a good swimmer, and if she could

get enough speed to make it beyond the rocks, she might have a

Tears blurred her vision, and she fought the urge to run back to

William. Then just beyond the cliff, a woman in robes of black

appeared, standing on nothing but air. A bright light infused with

what appeared to be a swirling rainbow framed her against the blue

Either she was losing her mind, or an angel had come for her.

Rather than finding comfort at the thought, her head tingled with

“Don’t stop! Hurry! Or all will be lost,” the angel commanded.

Merry glanced at the fierce bunch of men who were nearly upon

her, then looked at William’s tormented face. She turned to the

woman again. She knew of no angel who wore black, but the

The angel smiled. “You will be safe.”

Merry took one last look behind her, the imminence of capture

forcing her to make the only decision she could. Then, she leapt

over the edge into the spiraling mass of colors.



The Timeless Ones
A Timeless Story
Book 1
Susan Catalano
Genre: Historical Fantasy, Paranormal
Date of Publication: July 3, 2014
ISBN: 1499750579
Number of pages: 442
Word Count: 125,000
Cover Artist: Christian Catalano
Book Description:
A legend awakened…
A race against history…
A bond that is timeless…
Merry Chalmers, accused witch, has a secret so hidden that she’s nearly forgotten what she really is. All she desires is for the witch-hunts to end and to marry her secret love, William Darling. But hysteria has taken hold in Salem Village, and the Tall Man, spawned by tales of his existence, is born to fulfill his dark purpose.
Soon Merry and William find their lives taking unthinkable paths. For when Merry leaps from the 17th century into modern-day Salem, she must accept that unlike others who were accused and hanged for being a witch, she truly is one.
Available at Amazon


About the Author:
Susan Catalano spent most of her youth in a one-traffic-light town in the Catskill Mountains of upstate New York. Her first act of writing consisted of scrawling a murderous confession on a crumpled piece of paper. She then told her 3rd grade friends that she’d found it in the wall of the spookiest room on the scary, vacant floor of the Victorian Hotel her family owned. Eventually, Susan ended up in Massachusetts where Salem, known as Witch City, captured her heart and imagination and inspired her first novel, The Timeless Ones.

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  • Eva Millien

    Enjoyed the excerpt, sounds like a great book, thanks for sharing and good luck with the tour!

    • Susan Catalano

      Glad you liked it! Thanks Eva!

  • Susan Catalano

    Thanks for hosting me, Lisa!

  • Ally Swanson

    I enjoyed reading chapter one! This book sounds very interesting and intriguing! Also, I totally love the book cover!

    • Susan Catalano

      Thanks Ally! My talented son created the book cover!