Publication date: March 31st 2017
Genres: Adult, Fantasy
Genres: Adult, Fantasy
Synopsis:
Shadyia’s Adventure Continues!
‘I will never leave you, and I will always come for you.’Shadyia’s vow to her lover is put to the test when the Innocenti rise and envelope the sisterhood she adores.
As the magician she aided hunts for the path to an ancient city, the
new madam of the Silver Rose strives to please the evil that has
promised, upon its freedom, to make her a queen.
Meanwhile, the advisor to the Innocenti prepares the final stage of
his strategy to crush the faith of the old gods. He needs but a bit of
magic to carry out his ultimate plan.
Magicians. Zealots. Madams. Whores. It’s all the same to he who waits
within the enchanted box. Soon he will unleash his servants, and every
horror of the abyss will once again consume humanity.
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EXCERPT:
“Stop
that cart!”
The
driver snapped his reins against the horse as Aaron grabbed the air and twisted
his fist. The wheels locked and dragged until the cart screeched to a halt. The
driver lashed his reins again, but the horse only reared. The men, one thin and
the other large, jumped back off the bench, stepped around the wrapped figure
and dropped to the street. They threw open their cloaks and pulled out a pair
of long knives. Shadyia drew her blacksteel sword as she and Aaron met them
halfway. Aaron twisted his hands, palms outward, and the fat one was hurled
against the wall by an unseen force. The other stood dumbfounded until Shadyia
knocked the knife out of his hand with a downward slash and pressed the tip of
her sword under his chin.
“Over there, move,” she said, urging the driver, a
man with dark lines tattooed on half his face, to stand next to his fat
companion. He lifted his hands in surrender and complied.
The
force holding the large man released, but Shadyia moved the tip and pricked the
fleshy pouch under his chin. “Drop the knife.”
The
knife clattered to the street and the fat man lifted his portly arms.
“Dee,
check the cart.”
Deresi
snatched the thin man’s knife off the ground and leaped into the cart. Shadyia
heard her cut the ropes. She glanced down the alley to make sure no others were
coming, but only Benjamin stood there, ringing his hands and looking as if he
were not sure what he should do.
Silence
from the cart drove Shadyia to risk a glance. Deresi was sitting back on her
heels, her shoulders slumped, staring down at the person she had partly exposed
beneath the cloth. “Dee, who is it? Is it Janell?”
Deresi’s
mouth moved but no sound came out. “I…”
What’s
wrong with her? “Dee!”
“I
can’t tell!” Deresi briefly covered her lips with trembling fingers. “I think
it is.”
Benjamin
charged, jolting Shadyia as he passed, and leaped into the cart.
A
freezing wave passed over Shadyia. Deresi couldn’t tell? She glanced at Aaron,
who had remained at her side, then faced the portly man and jabbed him with the
tip. “What did you do to her?”
The
fat man’s jaw shuddered and a drop of blood leaked down his pouch. “She asked
to join us.”
Shadyia
nearly stabbed him again when Benjamin’s wail echoed along the alley. “Mentor,
please help!”
Aaron
rushed the cart as Shadyia coiled back her sword, daring either man to move.
She glanced as Aaron further pulled open the cloth, stained dark red on the
inside, to reveal a naked body. Benjamin wailed anew as Aaron placed a hand on
her forehead. Deresi scooted back into the corner of the cart and stared at
Janell, as motionless as one posing for a sculpture.
Benjamin sobbed. “What
have they done to her?”
“She’s
alive,” Aaron said.
Movement
from the tattooed man caught Shadyia’s attention. His hands came down—back!—and
she stabbed deep in his shoulder.
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AUTHOR BIO:
The Shadyia Ascendant Book Series is the kind of fantasy book I wanted to read, but could never find. Sexy, powerful, positive.
The heroes are beaten, but are never broken.
Although this is a medieval setting (more or less 15th century Renaissance), the characters don’t scratch at fleas and trug through the book ass-deap in mud and blood and disease. I’m sure all that is accurate, but I never wanted to read about it.
I wanted magic that is rare, women that are bold and beautiful, mysterious magicians with a hidden agenda, and gods that move mortals about like pieces on a chessboard. That’s the book I wanted.
I was inspired by the fantasy writer David Gemmell in terms of pace. When you read one of his books, you get your money’s worth. He won’t spend eleven chapters with this characters arguing in a castle. The term “I could never put it down” fits a Gemmell book perfectly, and it’s what I have striven to accomplish in the Shadyia Ascendant series.
Get ready for a sexy adventure you won’t soon forget!
A graduate in history, specializing in Central-European history, I'm an avid computer gamer, reader enthusiast, and teacher of English as a foreign language. I'm American and currently reside in Poland.
The heroes are beaten, but are never broken.
Although this is a medieval setting (more or less 15th century Renaissance), the characters don’t scratch at fleas and trug through the book ass-deap in mud and blood and disease. I’m sure all that is accurate, but I never wanted to read about it.
I wanted magic that is rare, women that are bold and beautiful, mysterious magicians with a hidden agenda, and gods that move mortals about like pieces on a chessboard. That’s the book I wanted.
I was inspired by the fantasy writer David Gemmell in terms of pace. When you read one of his books, you get your money’s worth. He won’t spend eleven chapters with this characters arguing in a castle. The term “I could never put it down” fits a Gemmell book perfectly, and it’s what I have striven to accomplish in the Shadyia Ascendant series.
Get ready for a sexy adventure you won’t soon forget!
A graduate in history, specializing in Central-European history, I'm an avid computer gamer, reader enthusiast, and teacher of English as a foreign language. I'm American and currently reside in Poland.
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