Exclusive: Faith and Moonlight (Echoes of the Ascended, #4) by Mark Gelineau and Joe King

faith600x900Title: Faith and Moonlight (Echoes of the Ascended, #4)
Release Date: 15th December 2015

Pages: 104
Genre: Fantasy

“Faith and Moonlight is a story full of fantasy, magic and coming of age lessons.” – Betty, Goodreads.

“While dealing with some fairly heavy subjects, “Faith and Moonlight” is reminiscent of Terry Pratchett in that laced through the heavy atmosphere; array of emotion and implausible magic is hope. That spirit of what might be lightens the feel considerable making for a delightful story.” – Rabid Readers Reviews.

“This little nugget brings to mind classical fantasy with a new voice that readers will find fresh and inviting. My only regret in reading this book is that it was over way too soon!” – Rochelle, Cover2Cover.


ECHOES OF THE ASCENDED, #4: FAITH AND MOONLIGHT

Roan and Kay are orphans.

A fire destroys their old life, but they have one chance to enter the School of Faith.

They are given one month to pass the entry trials, but as Roan excels and Kay fails, their devotion to each other is put to the test.

They swore they would face everything together, but when the stakes are losing the life they’ve always dreamed of, what will they do to stay together?

What won’t they do?

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She took a deep breath and let it out, trying to focus, but her eyes darted from one new wonder to the next. Yet despite all the new sights, it was Roan she kept coming back to.

There was a tension and excitement in his bearing, and quickness in his step. His long, lean form seemed drawn tight like a bowstring, not with anxiety, but with a thrilling anticipation. His blue eyes seemed to take in everything.

Roan had always been different. Kay and the other orphans had grown up on the dreams and stories of the old legends, playing the parts of the great heroes. But nobody ever thought they could really become like them when they grew older. Except Roan.

He made her believe they were destined for great things. He made her believe anything was possible, so long as they were together. His hope was fearless and she was grateful for that. Loved him for that.

“There it is,” Roan said, his voice breathless.

In the distance, a shining white edifice towered above the Crucis District. Sunlight played off the white marble of a massive central dome, making the statues seem to sway and move as if they were alive.

They were finally here. The School of Faith.

 

Exclusive: Best Left in the Shadows (Echoes of the Ascended, #3) by Mark Gelineau and Joe King

best-left-in-the-shadows-cover-mediumTitle: Best Left in the Shadows (Echoes of the Ascended, #3)
Release Date: 15th November 2015

Pages: 80
Genre: Fantasy

“I can’t help it! I’m addicted!” – Rachel, Paein and Ms4Tune.

“Why you should read it: One of the most engaging and well written fantasy novellas I’ve ever read!” – Kira’s NetGalley Book Blog.

Swashbuckling mystery! Nope, there are no pirates in this book, but the word “swashbuckling” came to mind while I was reading it. Must be because the story has scenes in docks, canals, dark alleys, and brothels. Plus there are battles involving swords, knives and a big ass scythe being handled by a kickass heroine.” – Leah, White Sky Project.


ECHOES OF THE ASCENDED, #3: BEST LEFT IN THE SHADOWS

A Highside girl. Beaten. Murdered. Her body found on a Lowside dock. A magistrate comes looking for answers. For justice.

Alys trades and sells secrets among the gangs and factions of Lowside. She is a daughter of the underworld. Bold. Cunning. Free. When an old lover asks for help, she agrees. For a price.

Together, they travel into the dark heart of the underworld in search of a killer.

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“You’re enjoying this aren’t you, Alys?”

Alys smiled, reclining on the floor of the skiff, and shrugged. “What more could a girl ask for than a lovely moonlight canal ride?” she asked.

“Of course, now that we’ve entered the Sumpworks, we can’t see the moon. And the water smells like rotting fish and a week’s worth of shit.

But still…” She closed her eyes and waved a hand lazily in the air. “Lovely.”

“You’re the one who took us this route, remember?”

“That’s because I remember your fondness for slumming it,” Alys replied. There was a slight edge to her voice, and Dax recognized the shot for what it was.

There was a time he would have snapped back, railing against her insinuation. But not tonight. He was here to do a job, and he needed Alys for it, and the memories of the past, sweet and suffering alike, would only complicate things. And Lydia Ashdown deserved more than that.

The girl was dead and he would be damned sure to find out who had done it and why.

And yet, he could not stop looking at Alys. She seemed more beautiful, more alive than he could ever remember. She had changed her hair.

It was longer now, beads and ribbons woven into braids that writhed like serpents when she moved. But those eyes, dark and full of secrets, were still the same as they had always been, and they pulled him to her, just as they always had. Since the moment she had walked onto the docks, he wanted to reach out and hold her the way he once had.

But he didn’t.

He couldn’t.

Instead, he held his tongue and pushed them through the shit and water and focused on the present.

Exclusive: Rend the Dark (Echoes of the Ascended, #2) by Mark Gelineau and Joe King

rendcoverm1Title: Rend the Dark (Echoes of the Ascended, #2)
Release Date: 15th October 2015

Pages: 78
Genre: Fantasy

“Atmospheric, fast-paced, engaging quick read, with a satisfying story and glimpses of Supernatural and King’s IT. This is definitely a series I can get hooked on and look forward to month after month.” – BooksChatter, Goodreads.

“‘Rend the Dark’ was a creepy, fast-paced demon hunt through the forgotten villages and ruins of Aedaron. I absolutely LOVED it!” – Stacey, TwinReads.

“Another action packed, heart wrenching, beautifully written novella from Gelineau and King.” – Beth, Goodreads.


ECHOES OF THE ASCENDED, #2: REND THE DARK

The great Ruins are gone. The titans. The behemoths. All banished to the Dark and nearly forgotten. But the cunning ones, the patient ones remain. They hide not in the cracks of the earth or in the shadows of the world. But inside us. Wearing our skin. Waiting. Watching.

Once haunted by visions of the world beyond, Ferran now wields that power to hunt the very monsters that he once feared. He is not alone. Others bear the same terrible burden. But Hunter or hunted, it makes no difference. Eventually, everything returns to the Dark.

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The boy felt it before he saw it.

There was a chill feeling, different from the usual cold that filled the stone halls of the orphanage. That cold was familiar and simple. You felt it in your bones. You endured it by hovering closer to the kitchen fire before the matron caught you, or by sharing a blanket with your chosen brothers and sisters.

But this was different. This was a sharp-edged cold. Like the glitter that came off the knife they used to kill the goats. Like the ice that sheathed the old tree outside and made the branches snap off. He did not feel this cold in his bones, but in his very soul. And it made him want to whimper with fear.

He had tried to keep quiet. Already many of the other orphans were angry at him. The dancers and jugglers had them clapping and laughing, a rare treat for the forgotten children housed here.

Until he had begun screaming and pointing at one of the performers.

He had ruined the show, and the embarrassed matron sent the children off to their dormitories immediately. Their anger was palpable, a terrible thing he felt all around, and he could hear harsh whispers up and down the halls of the old fortress that served as the orphanage. “Crazy is at it again,” he heard. “The lunatic’s seeing monsters again.” He knew if not for his friends, he would have suffered that night.

Exclusive: A Reaper of Stone (Echoes of the Ascended, #1) by Mark Gelineau and Joe King

reapercover600x900Title: A Reaper of Stone (Echoes of the Ascended, #1)
Release Date: 15th September 2015

Pages: 90
Genre: Fantasy

“‘A Reaper of Stone’ is truly an inspiring story. There is tragedy, heartbreak, treachery but there is also bravery, hope and victory. A journey that’s worth reading!” – Maya, Goodreads.

“Gelineau and King have created an effective page-turner that espouses modern fantasy values reminiscent of a Anthony Ryan or Joe Abercrombie…” – Jason, Goodreads.

“‘A Reaper of Stone’ gives us a small, satisfying glimpse into an intriguing new world that I cannot wait to enter again.” – Emily, Goodreads.


ECHOES OF THE ASCENDED, #1: A REAPER OF STONE

A Lady is dead. Her noble line ended. And the King’s Reaper has come to reclaim her land and her home. In the marches of Aedaron, only one thing is for certain. All keeps of the old world must fall.

Elinor struggles to find her place in the new world. She once dreamed of great things. Of becoming a hero in the ways of the old world. But now she is a Reaper. And her duty is clear. Destroy the old. Herald the new.

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What must have been the entire population of the village stood there. Each person held a torch, flames sputtering and hissing in the rain. They stood silently as Elinor and the column passed, but she knew their eyes were only on her.

They were here to witness the officer of the King’s Army, in her somber black and silver, lead the troop of engineers and laborers to the fortified keep that had stood over their homes for generations. The keep where their grandparents and great grandparents had fought and bled for their lord and the land.

The keep that Elinor had been charged with dismantling.

Elinor had seen those faces before. She was used to the looks of sadness and resentment that followed her. They were the same expressions she had found across the kingdom as lords died and their lands were annexed. As she came to destroy a legacy of honor and tradition that she herself admired.

Yet, it had never been like this. Never this procession through the darkness.

It gnawed at her. Pulled at her. Where were the shouts and the curses? Where were the angry threats of violence and retribution? The people had the same look of sadness, but they stood in perfect stillness as she passed.

Before the open gate of the keep, two figures knelt on the stone path. One was an old man in heavy armor, his white hair hanging down lank in the pouring rain. Beside him knelt a young girl, no more than sixteen summers and slight of frame. They wore the blue and gray of the deceased Lady Kian Lliane. Each had a shield placed on the ground before them and their blades were resting across their palms.

 

Exclusive: Angels of Moirai (Angels of Moirai, #1) by Nicole Salmond

Angels Of Moirai Book OneTitle: Angels of Moirai (Angels of Moirai, #1)
Release Date: 3rd May 2015

Pages: 370
Genre: Young Adult

“In three words I found this book to be FUN SEXY and IRRESISTIBLE!” – Alexis, Reality Bites – Let’s Get Lost Book Blog

“Live life to the fullest and with no regrets and Taking chances is always worth the risk when you’re doing it with someone you love – a very good message that this story encompasses; a simple yet inspirational read.” – Reads and Thoughts


ANGELS OF MOIRAI, #1: ANGELS OF MOIRAI

Since man first walked the earth, the Angels of Moirai have watched over them. Born human, they are taught never to feel, never to become attached, and never to become emotionally compromised.

Eighteen-year-old Lila Kingston is haunted by dreams of a mysterious angel. Suddenly the dramas of her broken family and the snobby rich kids at her school fail in comparison to the challenges she must face.

Hailing from the Angels of Moirai, James Taylor has been entrusted with the fate of lives from around the world for over a thousand years. His sole purpose is to ensure every mortal follows their designated path, but when Lila puts that very purpose at risk, he must make a choice—a choice that ultimately leads to the devastating consequences of a love never meant to exist.

The choice was never easy. Those kind of choices never are…

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I double-checked that I had locked the doors and left with Hayley for Poppy’s house, wishing so badly Hayley would stay. There was no way I was going to get any sleep with the fear that someone was outside of our house.

It took over half an hour to get to her house, as she lived out of town. Navigating the windy roads was hard enough during the day, at night with the storm brewing, it was even harder. By the time I dropped Hayley off and started to make my way home, the rain had caught up with me. It was heavy and thick and made my vision even poorer, much to my dislike. My wipers were on full speed as I tried to centre my attention on the road ahead. Every now and then, I would pass another car going in the opposite direction, but they seemed to be scarce, and only a crazy person like me would be driving in this weather.

I focused on the road ahead, my headlights hitting the road and barely making any impact, when out of nowhere, a dark shadow in the shape of a man stood in the centre of the road.

My senses reacted as I slammed my foot against the brake, turning the steering wheel tightly to my left. I felt the seat belt slam against my chest. My breath gasped for air. My body was thrown forward and I instantly clenched my eyes shut, as shears of glass spilled across my face, and I felt my body turn once… twice… three times. Each time, I heard the crushing sound of the metal of the car bearing down on me.

I hung upside down, as the car came to a standstill. I briefly touched my throbbing head, the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth. I looked out the shattered side mirror, as my eyes were trying hard to focus. I could see the dark shadow coming closer towards me, fear imbedded deep within me. I fumbled the seatbelt holding me in. I needed to get out, and fast. My vision became clearer as I struggled to unbuckle the seatbelt, the pressure of my weight against it proving to be too much. I glanced back at the shadow with urgency pounding through my body.

I heard the click of the seatbelt and my body fell with a thud, my ribs cracking from the pressure. I cried out in agony as I tried to fight through the pain and crawl out of the car. I pressed my elbow hard against the roof of my car, using it as an anchor to pull my body forward.

I needed to be strong. I needed to move, but every inch of my body burned in agony at even the slightest movement. I felt the life being crushed out of me, and there was nothing I could do but stare at the shadow before me in fear, and try my hardest to get away.

The shadow made a deathly screech that pierced my ears, and with a crack of thunder, I watched as a tall figure fall to the ground in front of me with a thud, and the tar road cracking with impact. With one leg kneeling, he stood slowly, his wings spread across his back creating a barrier between the shadow and I.

“James,” I croaked in recognition of James’ wings.

In an instant, he was kneeling down in front of me. He pulled me from the car and into his arms with little effort, and my pain disappeared instantly. I looked up towards him, fighting against my eyes, as they grew heavy. I felt the air move around me as we left the ground; the breeze hitting my cheeks as his wings moved with ease and grace. He looked at me briefly before lifting his head towards the sky and I felt my eyes plunge into darkness.