Thursday, December 1, 2016

The Watcher by Rebecca E Neely



About The Watcher
Hell bent on avenging his own death, former Keeper Dev Geary eagerly accepts when the Watchers task him with returning to the human realm to discover the secret for rendering Similitude—the very thing that killed him.

But to succeed in the seven days he’s been granted, he’ll need to work with the one human who wants nothing to do with him, and who he can’t help falling for—Meda Gabriel, a cagey, street smart bar owner with a unique skill set, and maybe, the key to his mission.

With the clock ticking and the Betrayers barely a step behind, can Dev conquer his demons and find the answers the clan so desperately needs, with Meda at his side? Can love find a way, or will he be forced to abandon her and the clan, leaving them all to face imminent destruction?

Find out more: Goodreads / Amazon 


Excerpt:
He smoothed her bangs. His breath was warm on her ear, his lips too close to hers. “What if I kissed you?”
Her voice caught in her throat. “I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she got out.
“You’re absolutely right.” Closing the distance between them, he pressed his mouth to hers.
Soft. Warm. She could’ve stopped him, knew he would. But her lips moved beneath his, sampling, cautious, fearful that impressions would make their way through.
None did.
Normal, a part of her brain registered. And yet the farthest thing from it.
A moan stirred in her throat, and he deepened the kiss. She twined her fingers into that stubborn curl brushing the back of his neck, still damp from the rain. His face, rough with shadow, grazed her cheeks. He tasted like the night, dark and hot. She reveled in him, his warmth exploding around her, through her. A wicked blend of comfort and lust burned bright, searing her, even as warm, wet heat assaulted her. Her breath hitched. She knew now, knew she’d been starving.
And he was the feast.

About Rebecca E. Neely:
A sucker for a happy ending, Rebecca writes the kind of stories she loves to read—those featuring authentic, edgy and vulnerable characters, smack dab in the middle of action that explodes from page one.
Raised on a down home blend of Johnny Cash, Jack London, Sherlock Holmes, the Steelers, and all things small town, Rebecca feels blessed to have grown up in a close knit, fun loving and artistic family. Her mother, a voracious reader and scratch cook, and her father, an entrepreneur, English teacher and lover of literature, taught Rebecca and her brother to work hard, aim for the stars, and live life.

With music, books and laughter as constant companions, she grew up working, cooking and eating in the family’s restaurant business. A certified book and hoagie junkie, Rebecca thrives on live music, mysteries and the outdoors. 

She’s a cheddar enthusiast, lover of cats, teddy bears, hot coffee, cold beer, thunderstorms, the blast of a train’s whistle, the change of seasons, country roads, woodpeckers, spoon rings, cool office supplies, and the Food Network. 

Careers, past and present, include freelance writing, accounting, mother, problem solver, doer and head bottle washer.

Rebecca is a member of the Three Rivers Romance Writers, a PAN member of the Romance Writers of America (RWA), and is honored to serve as a judge for several writing contests each year.

Connect with Rebecca: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon | Goodreads | Pinterest


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Wednesday, November 16, 2016

The Watcher by Rebecca E Neely



Celebrate the release of THE WATCHER by Rebecca E. Neely with a sneak peek at the new Crossing Realms story and 5 Exclusive Fun Facts about the heroine!



About The Watcher
Hell bent on avenging his own death, former Keeper Dev Geary eagerly accepts when the Watchers task him with returning to the human realm to discover the secret for rendering Similitude—the very thing that killed him.

But to succeed in the seven days he’s been granted, he’ll need to work with the one human who wants nothing to do with him, and who he can’t help falling for—Meda Gabriel, a cagey, street smart bar owner with a unique skill set, and maybe, the key to his mission.

With the clock ticking and the Betrayers barely a step behind, can Dev conquer his demons and find the answers the clan so desperately needs, with Meda at his side? Can love find a way, or will he be forced to abandon her and the clan, leaving them all to face imminent destruction?

Find out more: Goodreads / Amazon

5 Fun Facts About….
Meda Gabriel
Loves her German Shephard, Tan
Knowledgeable about healing crystals
Part Iroquois
Has a few cool tattoos
Never completed any formal schooling but has a head full of scientific knowledge
Excerpt:
Her gaze flicked over the stone at the base of his throat. Kneeling, she patted down his legs, arms, and the portion of his waist not occupied by Tan. No weapons.
That gave her a measure of relief. Even without aid of her ability, oddly enough, she knew with absolute certainty Dev wasn’t here to hurt her or she’d have considered calling the police.
She stood and paced. The low-profile life she’d adopted in recent years, coupled with her childhood aversion to authority, had her second guessing herself. She didn’t want anyone poking into her business. Plus, there’d be no keeping it from Musko, and she didn’t want to worry him any more than she already had.
Dev watched her with laser focus, his expression unblinking, unreadable.
She’d been right about the man, and his energy. Both were hell bent.
So, what now?
As if in answer to her silent question, Dev slowly lifted his hands and placed them on Tan’s hindquarters.
She gasped. “What are you doing?”
The stone around his neck glowed.
Tan grunted.
Not in pain. Like he did when she rubbed his belly.
Tan released his jaws from around Dev’s neck, slid off his chest, and bounded across the apartment, his tail wagging.
The way he’d done two years ago. When Musko first brought him home.
The whole thing happened in less than ten seconds. Meda clapped a hand over her mouth, ignored the sheen of sweat slicking her limbs. She stared. At Tan. At Dev. “Oh my God.”
Dev rose, adjusted the stone around his neck, which no longer glowed, she noted. He took a step toward her. She took a step back. Without her three-inch heels, he stood a head taller than her five-eight. He strode forward, crowding her. His eyes hot and green and intent on hers, his presence filled the room with zero charm and one hundred percent defiance.
He spoke, danger skirting the edge of his voice. “Do you have time to talk to me now?”

About Rebecca E. Neely:


A sucker for a happy ending, Rebecca writes the kind of stories she loves to read—those featuring authentic, edgy and vulnerable characters, smack dab in the middle of action that explodes from page one. 
Raised on a down home blend of Johnny Cash, Jack London, Sherlock Holmes, the Steelers, and all things small town, Rebecca feels blessed to have grown up in a close knit, fun loving and artistic family. Her mother, a voracious reader and scratch cook, and her father, an entrepreneur, English teacher and lover of literature, taught Rebecca and her brother to work hard, aim for the stars, and live life. 
With music, books and laughter as constant companions, she grew up working, cooking and eating in the family’s restaurant business. A certified book and hoagie junkie, Rebecca thrives on live music, mysteries and the outdoors. 
She’s a cheddar enthusiast, lover of cats, teddy bears, hot coffee, cold beer, thunderstorms, the blast of a train’s whistle, the change of seasons, country roads, woodpeckers, spoon rings, cool office supplies, and the Food Network. 
Careers, past and present, include freelance writing, accounting, mother, problem solver, doer and head bottle washer.
Rebecca is a member of the Three Rivers Romance Writers, a PAN member of the Romance Writers of America (RWA), and is honored to serve as a judge for several writing contests each year.
Connect with Rebecca: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon | Goodreads | Pinterest

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Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Mayhem by Gemma Brocato


Title: Mayhem
Series: Goddesses of Delphi #2
Author: Gemma Brocato
Genre: Paranormal/Fantasy Romance
Release Date: November 8, 2016
Length: 212 Pages
Format: Digital
Digital ISBN: 1-944513-12-4

A freak solar flare plunges Nia Thanos, Muse of Astronomy, into an evil immortal’s attempt at a hostile take over of Olympus Enterprises. Her jobs—save the family business while rescuing the world from pandemonium. To eliminate the menace she must convince one mortal man to believe in the magic of what if.

‘Doubting Thomas’ Wilde hosts a television program aimed at busting myths. But when Nia confesses to being a Muse, it’s one myth he can’t bust, or believe. His refusal to help leaves Nia to face the challenge on her own.

Riots, looting, and general anarchy are minor problems compared to what’s coming if the balance of power shifts on Olympus. Nia’s undeniable attraction to Thomas wreaks havoc on her heart and threatens her ability to secure the safety of humankind. Nia finds herself fighting to persuade the one man she can’t live without to help save the world.


Available at: Amazon
Free on Kindle Unlimited

Excerpt from Mayhem
“Why did they all walk away? All those people. Surely someone was more qualified than us to help that poor man.” Nia’s voice was muffled against his shoulder. The warmth of her hands oozed into his pecs, triggering a heated response in his groin. Her body snugged tightly to his was about the only thing that seemed right in the world.
“Who knows? Tonight kind of proves my theory that there isn’t any good left in the world. People are absorbed in their own lives. They don’t care about what is going on around them.” He tightened his grip around her waist.
“You can’t possibly believe that. What about people volunteering for charities? What about all those random acts of kindness the media likes to report?”
God, he wished he could believe in those things. He rested his hands on the small of her back. “When was the last time you actually read or heard about someone doing anything altruistic? Even the charities you mentioned are only really in it for the money.”
She leaned away and gazed into his eyes. “That’s an awfully jaded view of the world, Thomas.”
“I’ve seen too much pain and suffering. In my own family and others. Human kindness is as much of a myth as the Loch Ness monster.”
“Actually, Nessie isn’t myth at all. He’s one of Poseidon’s offspring condemned to the loch for some infraction eons ago.” A shock of her sunny red hair flopped over her brow as she shook her head. A grin spread across her face. “That’s it. I’m officially on a mission to enlighten you about the goodness of human nature.”
“You’re welcome to try.” He slanted a kiss across her smiling lips, probed them with his tongue.
She slid her arms around his neck, stretching up on her toes. Her breasts pressed to his chest stirred him. His cock jumped to life. Gathering her closer, he pressed the curve of her buttocks, increasing the contact between her hips and his. He didn’t care if she’d become aware of the depth of his attraction to her. Or that the attraction he felt to her happened this fast, or was more powerful than anything he’d ever experienced. Days. They’d known each other only a handful of days, and already, he wanted more with her.
The fact was—he was enthralled by the feel of her body, the press of her lips, the glide of her tongue against his. He let go the residual negativity left by the accident, and the crowd’s response. Sinking into the kiss with this gorgeous woman warmed his heart and soul.

He opened his lips on hers and stroked his tongue into the warm cave of her mouth. He backed up until his shoulders contacted the rough bark of a massive, old oak tree. Tightening his grip around her waist, he spun them in a half circle until he had her sandwiched between the tree and his body. The kiss deepened until it bordered on voracious. He was hungry for her in a way he hadn’t been hungry for a woman in a long time. There was no denying he wanted this woman. In his arms…in his bed. In his life.

More from the Goddesses of Delphi series!

Out now: Tyranny

Available at: Amazon

Free through November 9th!!

About the author:

Gemma's favorite desk accessories for many years were a circular wooden token, better known as a 'round tuit,' and a slip of paper from a fortune cookie proclaiming her a lover of words; some day she'd write a book. All it took was a transfer to the United Kingdom, the lovely English springtime, and a huge dose of homesickness to write her first novel. Once it was completed and sent off with a kiss, even the rejections addressed to 'Dear Author' were gratifying.
After returning to America, she spent a number of years as a copywriter, dedicating her skills to making insurance and the agents who sell them sound sexy. Eventually, her full-time job as a writer interfered with her desire to be a writer full-time and she left the world of financial products behind to pursue a career as a romance author.
Gemma focuses mainly on contemporary and paranormal romance, with an occasional detour into science fiction romance. Her titles are available in digital and print-on-demand at all major retailers.

You can visit her online at the following places: Website Facebook | Twitter Goodreads | Amazon | BookBub | Instagram


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Thursday, October 20, 2016

Black Swan Affair by K.L. Kreig - Blog Tour





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Black Swan Affair by KL Kreig is LIVE!
"This book owned me as I turned page after page, wanting to both savor every beautifully written word and race to the end. Black Swan Affair is easily one of my top reads of the year.” – USA Today Bestselling Author, Meghan March
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I’ve loved him as long as I can remember.
The gangly boy with big brown eyes and unruly hair who grew up into an intoxicating man. He wears scruff like he invented it and ambles with a swagger that makes panties drop. Killian Shepard. Shep. We grew up together. We played Ghost in the Graveyard. Had our own rock band. It didn’t matter that he was five years older than me. It didn’t matter that he looked at me as a kid sister even as I grew into a woman. It didn’t even matter when he left me behind to go to college and start his adult life. He’d be back. He was always meant to be mine. He came back, all right. But instead of smelling of promises, he stunk of betrayal. And he destroyed me—us—the day he married my sister instead of me. So I did the only thing a girl like me in my position could do. I got my revenge. I married his brother, Kael. Now we’re one big happy fucking family.
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PRAISE FOR BLACK SWAN AFFAIR
"OMG what did I just read? This book... WOW!! It's been years since I read a book straight through. Yes, seven hours I was glued to the pages of this book. A yo-yo of emotions that left me breathless with every scene. Black Swan Affair is a must read!!" - NYT and USA Today Bestselling Author Nashoda Rose "Black Swan Affair is intense, mesmerizing, a gripping page-turner that had me guessing until the very end! A top 2016 read!" - Anne Mercier, Bestselling Author "Simply Amazing. KL had me from page one and I had to pry my fingers off my Kindle when it was over." - Winter Travers, Amazon Bestselling Author of The Devil's Knights Series and The Skid Row Kings Series
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About the Author:
I’m just a regular ol’ Midwest girl who likes Game of Thrones and am obsessed with Modern Family and The Goldbergs. I run, I eat, I run, I eat. It’s a vicous cycle. I love carbs, but there’s love-hate relationship with my ass and thighs. Mostly hate. I like a good cocktail (oh hell…who am I kidding? I love any cocktail). I’m a huge creature of habit, but I’ll tell you I’m flexible. I read every single day and if I don’t get a chance…watch the hell out, I’m a raving bitch. My iPad and me: BFFs. I’m direct and I make no apologies for it. I swear too much. I love alternative music and in my next life I want to be a bad-ass female rocker. I hate, hate, hate spiders, telemarketers, liver, acne, winter and loose hairs that fall down my shirt (don’t ask, it’s a thing).
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Author Links:
Facebook | Kreig’s Babes private fan FB page | Website | Goodreads| Twitter | Instagram

Monday, October 17, 2016

Black Swan Affair by K.L. Kreig - Release Day

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STOP EVERYTHING. BLACK SWAN AFFAIR IS LIVE.
"This book owned me as I turned page after page, wanting to both savor every beautifully written word and race to the end. Black Swan Affair is easily one of my top reads of the year.” – USA Today Bestselling Author, Meghan March
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BLURB:
I’ve loved him as long as I can remember.
The gangly boy with big brown eyes and unruly hair who grew up into an intoxicating man. He wears scruff like he invented it and ambles with a swagger that makes panties drop. Killian Shepard. Shep. We grew up together. We played Ghost in the Graveyard. Had our own rock band. It didn’t matter that he was five years older than me. It didn’t matter that he looked at me as a kid sister even as I grew into a woman. It didn’t even matter when he left me behind to go to college and start his adult life. He’d be back. He was always meant to be mine. He came back, all right. But instead of smelling of promises, he stunk of betrayal. And he destroyed me—us—the day he married my sister instead of me. So I did the only thing a girl like me in my position could do. I got my revenge. I married his brother, Kael. Now we’re one big happy fucking family.
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ADD TO GOODREADS: http://bit.ly/2dH4e01

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PRAISE FOR BLACK SWAN AFFAIR
"OMG what did I just read? This book... WOW!! It's been years since I read a book straight through. Yes, seven hours I was glued to the pages of this book. A yo-yo of emotions that left me breathless with every scene. Black Swan Affair is a must read!!" - NYT and USA Today Bestselling Author Nashoda Rose "Black Swan Affair is intense, mesmerizing, a gripping page-turner that had me guessing until the very end! A top 2016 read!" - Anne Mercier, Bestselling Author "Simply Amazing. KL had me from page one and I had to pry my fingers off my Kindle when it was over." - Winter Travers, Amazon Bestselling Author of The Devil's Knights Series and The Skid Row Kings Series
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About the Author:
I’m just a regular ol’ Midwest girl who likes Game of Thrones and am obsessed with Modern Family and The Goldbergs. I run, I eat, I run, I eat. It’s a vicous cycle. I love carbs, but there’s love-hate relationship with my ass and thighs. Mostly hate. I like a good cocktail (oh hell…who am I kidding? I love any cocktail). I’m a huge creature of habit, but I’ll tell you I’m flexible. I read every single day and if I don’t get a chance…watch the hell out, I’m a raving bitch. My iPad and me: BFFs. I’m direct and I make no apologies for it. I swear too much. I love alternative music and in my next life I want to be a bad-ass female rocker. I hate, hate, hate spiders, telemarketers, liver, acne, winter and loose hairs that fall down my shirt (don’t ask, it’s a thing).
Author Links:
Facebook | Kreig’s Babes private fan FB page | Website | Goodreads| Twitter | Instagram

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Virtual Fantasy Con - Scavenger Hunt Blog Hop

Hi, I’m, author Amy Kessler of the Here Witchy Witchy series, and I’m your host for this stop in the Hunt.

If you would like to find out more about the Hunt, please click HERE.

Somewhere on this page is a hidden number. Collect all the numbers from all the authors’ posts, and then add them up. Once you’ve added all the numbers, and if I am your last author, please head to the official website and click on the ENTER HERE page to find the entry form. Only entries will the correct number will qualify to win.

The author I’m pleased to be hosting for Virtual FantasyCon’s Blog Hop Hunt today is YA Fantasy Author – Ellen Mae Franklin.

FANTASY! It is a word that holds the reader’s imagination in the palm of a writer’s hand. The very word oozes unpredictable delights and will, no matter whether you are willing or not take, this genre will take you on a journey that begs to be believed.  I am an Australian author with an obsession for serious fantasy, revelling in the many worlds of fantasy and relish in writing novels with an abundance of traditional elements.

As a fantasy writer, I am self-indulgent in the belief that anything is possible in the writing world. Grimdark/ gritty / epic and traditional fantasy is where I dwell, so grab onto your seats, settle down with a cuppa or two and lose yourself in the worlds I create. I fall I in love with every one of my characters and am thankful they are a part of my life. It is such a pleasure to share them with you.


Born in Adelaide, South Australia I am a mother, a social media maven and an author who loves what she is doing - writing. You will find me on a plethora of social networking sites, from Twitter, Facebook, Tumbir, RebelMouse, Goodreads, Linkedin, Instagram and Pinterest as I connect with readers and other authors on various platforms.


Tarkeenia! 

I say this word in a hefty sigh.
There is a part of me that would like to visit this place. To see the Machobe Mountains which are shaped like the spine of a dragon, its tail ending on the border of Kinaloch.

I would like to visit the Halls, where the magi live and wander the forests of Farmoor, just to see the glorious Goldtip trees and the fey folk. It is a world where magic laces the air and where every so often, the broken moon becomes whole. On a night such as that anything is possible.

I would have to keep on my toes though, for intrigue and the dangerous play on the darker elements of this world’s many races may give, even me the author  -pause. You see, I know what and who lurks its dark shadows. I am aware of the flesh eaters - the Specks and the Black Pointed Priests, who sacrifice souls under a fanatical banner.

Yet, there is light and life in the world of mine. Forest feys are reborn into trees, their souls upon passing an explosion of their hearts. The wild Fallow Plains where the horseman live on the land with the great herds and trade the rare glass for metal. The exquisite figurines dwarven smiths create that surpasses the beauty of Tarkeenia.

And then, I would have to mention the odd and the strange.

The Moorling and Jaroonas, the Sandlers and the Murrdocks. Each so incredibly different, yet so much at home on the world that I would love to see.


Allow me to introduce an excerpt from the first book AND then a sneak peek at an excerpt from the newest book in the Tarkeenia Series –

Tarkeenia’s Birth – The Unseen Promise

He had sent a whisper, a teasing suggestion, and the immortals, his brothers and sisters, responded with such fervor that even he felt the tug of curiosity’s pull. Ten of the eleven sat together, embodied in their chosen forms. Changing every so often, depending on the flow of mood or the turn of a conversation. One or two threw out blinding colors, while others chose to hold physical forms, taking on the guise of their devoted followers. Each reveled in the transformation, impatient to get on with it.
The other one, believed by the rest to be craven and void of consciousness, was not at the table - a marble thing of reflective darkness, fashioned and loved by Father. To one side, rippling ever so slightly, the sliver of blackness rose a little higher, never leaving the shadows, for it did not wish to be noticed. The twisted tentacle remained silent, and listened to the argument as it rose and fell, while outside time slept.
Sharing was the basis of their argument. Could they exist together on a single world? Could they each subsist, not interfering with the race of their choosing or those of their siblings? Could it be done? Should it be done? So much Wild Magic in one place, at one time, still, who were they, if not gods? Selfish and untamed children of a higher being and refusing to be thwarted in this whim, they invoked a recipe like none other.
Each rose, and delving deep within took from their essence a pinch of Wild Magic. Calling it into existence, Tarkeenia fell favored to the following gifts:
First came a fistful of dust, thus bringing forth land.
A single glistening tear from Atheria gave the new world water and a bounty of salty oceans.
A breath, torrid but yet still sweet enough to cool the heat Emanon offered, brought forth the wind.
A trickle of blood gave the gift of life.
A bright spark, a single flame full of purpose, brought forth fire.
An ice shard, already dripping onto the ground below, gave Tarkeenia a wondrous gift, the changing of seasons.
A lump of coal was cast to the mix, and brought with it night.
A petal from a budding flower, an embodiment of scent, brought forth a world’s worth of fragrance.
A single note, perfect pitch and harmony offered Tarkeenia sound and music.
A diamond, rough and brilliant, reflecting the light, brought color to the new world.
Each was a god’s gift, each tainted in Wild Magic. It boiled and bubbled, forming the foundation of their new world, and then Father spoke. Even Drakite cringed in his hiding place.
“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?” His words resounded in their minds and each recoiled from the asking. Father entered the chamber wearing a suit of brilliant light. It burnt their eyes just to look upon it, but to turn aside would have meant His wrath and gods though they might be, He was their Father, their creator. Reluctantly they raised their eyes, not enough to look into his, for that would have meant death, even for immortals such as these.
“A NEW WORLD!  A WORLD OF WILD MAGIC! HOW CAN THIS BE?” He demanded, the light from his immense form shimmering, partly in anger and partly in amusement, for He doted on his children nonetheless.
It was Atheria, who ventured forth with an answer. “Father, I beg you, indulge us this fancy. Do not be angered by our indiscretion, for although we acted without acquiescence we did so in the belief that we could achieve a more perfect world.”
She was a favorite; this child born of light and love, and despite His misgivings about such a venture, the Father of all gods gave His consent. He laughed, a rumbling of mountains, the shaking of a billion stars shivered in the sounding of His mirth. With a lazy toss of His head, a violet sphere appeared. It pulsed and spun in full view of them all.
“SHE WILL BE CALLED - PATA BATU; IT WILL BE THE MOON OF YOUR NEW WORLD. A KEY TO HOLD IN ALL THIS WILD MAGIC YOU SO FOOLISHLY UNLEASHED.”  With a flick of a finger, the sphere cracked and fell apart into two oscillating halves.  The separate halves of this disjointed moon were colored rose and blue. It was the sign of approval, but in the giving of such a gift, it carried with it a warning.


A peek inside book four

Belly Up - Shouts and the hurried scramble of feet woke Pubbula. The Briney rose to the challenge of entering the Bite and the mad mage woke to join the fray. The Zenith stayed hunched, sheltered behind the bulkhead, sleeping undisturbed.
Swaddled in furs and the skins of white-spotted seals Pubbula felt as if he was being slapped by hands made of ice. Fingers of cold crept in under his collar and the bones in his face were already beginning to ache. He laughed. A loud call full of eager longing, with each cresting wave Pubbula was getting closer. To death and too rebirth, back to his lost love and the one who took her away from him.
“Yes my love.” The mad mage screamed into the wind and the sailors crossed themselves.
Pirates and traders they may have been, fearless in the face Tarkeenia’s storms and nature’s contempt, but Pubbua’s defiance drew shaky hands across uneasy eyes. Warding evil and the accursed suspicions that haunted a sailor’s life.
“You best get down to your cabin sir. It’s not safe up here until we reach the harbor. The Bite is like bitch on heat this time of year. She’ll gather us up into her watery arms to smother us forever in her bosom if we don’t look lively.” Captain Pile shouted his speech into a gale force wind. 85 Thunderclouds hung low, swollen with ice rain. “Look ye up high. See them clouds.” And he pointed furiously at the boated grey mass. “We have to outrun that.”
Pubbula turned his mad grin upon the swarthy man. The man held onto a rope with one hand and with the other, Captain Pile squashed a wide brim on his head. The shape of men in the thickening gloom could be seen as they carefully climbed riggings and made their way around deck securing lashings.
With a laugh, that sounded near enough to an out of control giggle Pubbula turned and back to the onslaught and began talking again.
Captain Pile shook his head best he could. “You are as mad as that bastard,” and he glanced at Bax. The red skinned beast’s snoring was lost in the howling. “Well if you fall overboard I at least have someone sensible to deal with. He’s down below sipped a cup of warm mead. You on the other-hand stand out here in this mess, laughing like the dark one himself.”
The laughter stopped, abruptly and Pubbula swung about. “The dark one?” His eyes glinted with what looked like brightness fuelled by insanity. “You’ve see him then? Here on this ship. Where did you take him?”
Captain Pile stepped backwards. “You’re mad.” The mutterings was ripped away by the wind. He turned about and with both arms grabbed the guideline, which would lead him to safety and the warmth of below. Leaving the pair alone. The Bite would do the rest.

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The Tarkeenia Series
The Unseen Promise - Book One

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Heart of Secrets - Book Two

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In the Cold Light - Book Three

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A Dark Compendium

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