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Thursday, November 3, 2016

Book Spotlight & Giveaway~ Twilight Over Moldavia


Discover the world of Stephanie Burkhart in Twilight Over Moldavia and don't forget to enter the giveaway for a chance to win a $10 Amazon/BN Gift Card from the author. The book blast tour is sponsored by Goddess Fish Promotions and you can find all the stops HERE


Romanian unification is on the horizon and the spirited Crown Princess of Carpathia, Caroline, would prefer to ride horses and archery to embroidery and dancing. Complicating her life is her recent discovery that she's a witch.

Prince Stefan Sigmaringen travels to Carpathia to meet Caroline. He discovers he has much in common with her. He also learns that a strange man, Timon, has an unnatural interest in him.

Upon Stefan's engagement, he overhears his mother confessing to a horrible secret – she cursed him in order to conceive him and Stefan will become a werewolf when he turns eighteen. There is a condition to overcome the curse, but it will require Stefan to draw on all his inner strength and Caroline, her courage. Can they break the foul enchantment and secure their future or will Stefan give himself over to the lupine curse that haunts his family?


Excerpt:

He ground his teeth and tugged her so close her lips crushed against his. His manhood pressed her thigh, and it thrilled her. Yet she was afraid. Is this how it was for a married couple? This insatiable craving that couldn't be tamed?

A howl broke through the night air, shattering the intensity of the moment.

Stefan pushed Caroline to the ground and covered her with his body. His lips brushed her ear. "Use your senses."

She nodded.

Wood cracked, and she glanced at the old wooden gate. The hinges snapped, and the door flew off its frame into the courtyard. Two men walked through, their yellow eyes giving away their presence in twilight's gray shadows.

Juris and Timon.

"Damn," Stefan muttered. He stood, fisting his hands. "Run, Caroline."

She sat up and adjusted her dress, not prepared to abandon the man who had given her such pleasure. A powerful connection existed between her and Stefan. She wouldn't turn and run at the first sight of danger.

"Feeling a little lusty, are we? So sorry to interrupt." Timon's voice was edged in steel. "Juris wants to watch."

Thank God Caroline had nistal root with her. She plunged a hand into her pocket, pulled out a small pouch, and dug out some of the powder. She threw it on the ground. "Flame to life!"

A bright light rose in the air and quickly flamed out. No way could Michael miss it. They needed his help.

Stefan pounced on Juris, and the two of them tumbled over each other. Caroline was unsure what to do next. Timon crossed his arms as Stefan and Juris fought. Juris forcefully shoved Stefan away, and he struck his head on the wooden barrier. His eyes glazed over.

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Author Bio: Stephanie Burkhart is a 911 dispatcher for LAPD.  She was born and raised in Manchester, New Hampshire.  She served 11 years in the US Army and currently calls Castaic, California her home. Stephanie was married in Denmark in 1991 and has two young sons. She adores chocolate and is addicted to coffee.  She writes paranormal, contemporary, and steampunk romance and has two children's books published with 4RV Publishing.

FIND ME ON THE WEB AT:

WEBSITE:
http://www.stephanieburkhart.com

TWITTER:
http://twitter.com/StephBurkhart

FACEBOOK:
https://www.facebook.com/StephanieBurkhartAuthor

GOOD READS:
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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Welcome author Stephanie Burkhart today

Please give a warm welcome to author Stephanie Burkhart as we chat about her new book, The Green Rose.


Question: What genres do you write in?

STEPH: I enjoy writing contemporary, steampunk, fantasy, and paranormal romance. I’ve also published several children stories with 4RV Publishing.

Question: Do you have a favorite quote form “The Green Rose?”

STEPH: "You faced danger with true bravery."

Question: If you could be any paranormal creature what would you be?

STEPH: I’d like to be a witch. It would be fun to bubble up a couple of spells, fly around on a broomstick at the Quiddich course, and cause a lot of commotion.

Question: What do you do when you’re not writing?

STEPH: I’m actually a very busy bee. I work full time as a 911 dispatcher and that limits my writing time. I also teach religious education for my church for an hour on Mondays, and I’m a den leader for my son’s cub scout den. I don’t watch a lot of TV, but I try to catch “Game of Throne,” and “Outlander.” I like to go bowling and hang out with my kids. I also like to read.

Question: Do you prefer to extensively plot your stories or do you write them as they come to you?

STEPH: I usually start with a “germ” of an idea, a “what if.” Then, I research. Researching usually takes about 2 weeks. During the research phase I’m outlining. When I’m ready to write, I have the first 3 chapters plotted. Once I’m done writing them, I see where the characters are at, adjust the outline and plot the next 3 chapters.

Question: Do you have a favorite genre? Is it the same genre you prefer to write?

STEPH: My favorite genre to read is anything historical. However, I don’t have a strong historical voice. I prefer to write contemporary because my voice is much stronger there.

Question: I’m always looking for book recommendations. What books have you been reading?

STEPH: I’m reading the Stephanie Plum series by Janet Evanovich. I just finished “Fearless 14.” I’m also reading  “Storm of Swords,” by George RR Martin. Amazing Fantasy! Then there’s “The Invasion of the Tearling,” by Erika Johansen. It’s also a fantasy with a twist and I find it very engrossing.

Question: If zombies attacked, what kind of supplies would you want?

STEPH: A good magic spell to keep the zombies off my property and away from my gardens. I’d like a couple of gardens to grow my herbs and roots and fruits and veggies. I’d need a pen, paper, water, and a pig farm. Throw in a broomstick, too.

Question: What has been the defining moment in your career that made you think: ‘Yes! I am now a writer!’”

STEPH: Last year, for the March 2015 issue of the “Alive, LA City Employees Magazine,” I was the featured as the main story. I even had the cover. John Hawkins, the Editor, along with John Burnes were fantastic to work with and both were impressed with my body of work – 28 titles in 5 years. A lot of people at my church saw the interview and mentioned it to me. My commanding officer even congratulated me.

Question: If a movie or TV production company chose to produce your book into a series or a movie, who would your ideal cast me?

STEPH: For “The Green Rose,” I’d love to have Rhona Mitra for “Sonia.” I think Chris Pine would be a great “Ivanstan.” Colin Firth is my choice for King Talas of Ravenrock and Meryl Strep would be a great fit for Queen Rowan. Ian McClellan would be my choice for the evil mage, Balthyser.



The Green Rose
GENRE: Fantasy Romance
PUBLISHER: Desert Breeze Publishing

On the continent of Gaia, evil is brewing. Turncoat wizard, Balthyser, kidnaps the kings of Dahaka and Tapin. He wants the green rose, a source of powerful magic.

Princess Sonia of Tapin is forced to hunt down the rose in exchange for her father's life. It's the ultimate betrayal of Gaia's peace, but she has no choice if she wants to save her father.

Prince Ivánstan of Dahaka accompanies her on the journey. Both face challenges and obstacles that test their strength of character during the hunt for the rose. Dare Sonia put her trust and faith in a man she hardly knows to secure Gaia's peace or will the continent's harmony be shattered forever?

Excerpt:

Ivánstan stood behind her, pressing the firm muscles of his chest against her back. He wrapped his arms around her waist and placed both his hands over hers. His warm breath caressed her ear and her body tingled from their contact. Despite her unease, she felt protected in his arms. 

"You're tense. It's understandable, but I need you to relax -- to trust me." His voice was low and seductive. Sonia nipped at her lower lip with her teeth. How could she relax when the physical presence of him drove her senses to distraction? 

"Clear your mind. Think of your father. Recall a happy memory of him. That's it -- he's smiling at you, pride on his face." 

"You can see my memory?" she whispered. 

"Aye. We're sharing heat -- magical heat. Now push out. Space doesn't exist. Only your father. Concentrate on his face." 

Sonia drew in a breath and brought her father to mind -- the sound of his voice, deep and commanding, his face, rugged and lined, his scent, currants and earthy, his touch, gentle, yet firm. A vision of him appeared in her mind, but it was blurry and dark. Her father's tunic was torn, and he had been stripped of his weapons. The coppery scent of blood lingered over him. 

Fear ripped through her and then the vision was gone. She grew limp, but Ivánstan tightened his grip. "He is not dead, but wounded and in a dark place." 

"Thank Nyla," she whispered. "Is there more? Can we try again?" 

"Not now. Your body is exhausted and needs rest. Tomorrow morning we can try to connect with your mother. The calling should be easier." His lips brushed against her ear, sending a warm pulse of physical awareness through her. Ivánstan was all male. Slowly, she turned around in his arms to gaze into his eyes. They were soft now, the orange reminding her of the sun; his pupils, while still slitted, were narrow. 

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Meet the Author

Stephanie Burkhart is a 911 dispatcher for LAPD.  She was born and raised in Manchester, New Hampshire.  She served 11 years in the US Army and currently calls Castaic, California her home. Stephanie was married in Denmark in 1991 and has two young sons. She adores chocolate and is addicted to coffee.  She writes paranormal, contemporary, and steampunk romance and has two children's books published with 4RV Publishing.
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Thursday, March 5, 2015

Talking with author ME Brines

Can you tell us a little about yourself?
I've always been interested in a quest for Truth, whether philosophical or economic. I want to understand how the world really works. Most of my writing explores those sort of questions.

What started your interest in writing?
I've always been a big reader. I wrote my first "novel" in 6th grade. It was an alien invasion story. I used to write humorous political or religious pamphlets in high school for made-up political parties or religious groups. My first published item was a choose-your-own-adventure book for the Tunnels & Trolls role-playing game when I was sixteen. It was my first real job.

What is your book(s) about?
The Fist of God is about a man searching for revenge who finds Truth instead. He doesn't really like what he discovers.

What are you currently working on?
The fourth book in the same series: The Realm of the Dark Sun. It's more of a romance involving a CIA agent in 1959 trapped in a mystical world at the center of the earth. Yeah, all my stuff is weird.

How long did it take you to get your rough draft finished on your latest release?
The Fist of God was written about ten years ago. It took me almost a year to get the first draft done. Back then I wasn't as organized about writing as I am now.

If you could be any paranormal creature what would you be?
Ha! I would be a vampire hunter in the footsteps of old Simon van Helsing.

What do you do when you’re not writing?
My hobby is military gaming on a tabletop with 1/56 scale figures, primarily World War Two battles on the Eastern Front. I've always been a big fan of military history, especially World War Two. The Fist of God is set in that war as is the sequel, The Unholy Grail, set to come out next July.

Are any of your characters like you?
Usually somebody in the book has some of my talents/personality. The stories often reflect some searching in my own life although they aren't necessarily autobiographical. Although Maitre'd to the Damned (my vampire novel) did feature a restaurant manager who turns vampire hunter. I did used to manage a restaurant. It was a pretty weird and awful place to work and in the book I worked in a lot of real events that happened to me, although I never actually met any vampires... that I know of.

What genres do you write in?
Speculative fiction is the closest term. It covers fantasy, science fiction and paranormal works, which are all categories my fiction fits. I've also done a paranormal investigation (Why Do Ghosts Wear Clothes?) and a lot of small non-fiction pieces on religion, philosophy and politics.

Is there anything you will never write about?
Probably not. I've done a novel that's also a cookbook: The Donuts of Doom. My problem is most of my writing defies categorization, so it's been difficult to find publishers.

Do you have a favorite quote from your book(s)?
It's not paranoia if they really are out to get you.

Is there anything you would tell aspiring writers?
Don't give up. Everything in the writing business takes FOREVER.

If zombies attacked what kind of supplies would you want?
Pretty much what I've already got stockpiled "just in case." I'm not paranoid. I just feel if you expect the worst you're never disappointed.

What was the hardest part of writing your book(s)?
Well, that's different for each book. The Fist of God was difficult to organize because at the time I wasn't making outlines. I'd just sit down and write the thing. When you do it that way it's like building a house without a blueprint -- you end up going back and having to rebuild big sections over and over. There were whole chapters that ended up discarded and then other sections that had to be added later. The entire ending of the book is different from the original.

Do you keep a notebook near for when new ideas pop into your head?
No, I mostly just let them roll around in my head a while.

If you write a series do you reread your previous books before you begin the new one?
Yes. It's surprising what you can forget even when you wrote the book, especially if it's been a while.

Is there anything you wish to say to your readers?
Please leave a review on Amazon or whatever site you bought the book from. You can't imagine how helpful that is for other people finding the books.

For readers who haven't tried your books yet, how do you think your editor or loyal readers would describe your books?
Weird, profound and entertaining.

When writing, how do you keep track of timelines, ideas, inspiration and such? By notes on the computer, a notebook perhaps?
Yes. My later books have extensive outlines. The last couple I've even storyboarded like a movie script. I try to write, "scripts for the movie in your head."

I’m always looking for book recommendations. What books have you been reading? Would you recommend them?
I'm currently reading a history of the Cuban Missile Crisis -- research for my next book. I can't really recommend it, as it's not terribly interesting, mostly informational. Unholy Alliance, a history of Nazi involvement with the Occult by Peter Levenda is good, if you like that sort of thing. I read a lot more non-fiction than fiction.

Lately I've been rather disappointed in recent fiction and movies. I'm not a post-modernist and I don't like a story that goes nowhere and demonstrates that existence is pointless. I don't find "life sucks and then you die" entertaining. Modern storytelling has moved away from the happily ever afters and moral lessons to a more nihilistic viewpoint. It's because society is changing from the traditional Western Judeo-Christian worldview to a secular evolutionary one and what's getting published now reflects that. The only genre that isn't affected is romance. The last couple of books I wrote were romances because I was despairing of getting a non-post-modernist story published otherwise.

What do readers have to look forward to in the future from you?
The Fist of God is the first in a seven-book series from Desert Breeze Publishing. They're due out at six-month intervals. I've already written the first three and the fourth is almost done. It's a tale of an ordinary guy who ends up becoming a hero in a paranormal adventure opposing a supernatural conspiracy to enslave the human race. But at the same time it's a story about his life, fighting in world war two and Korea, working in the CIA, his romance and marriage, having a kid and dealing with the events of the 20th century. Kinda like Forrest Gump if Forrest were in the CIA and fighting evil spirits. It's been billed as the Occult History of the Cold War.

I'll probably also get around to publishing a collection of my short stories, many of which have appeared in Weird Tales, Tales of the Talisman and other magazines.

Writer’s block—real or hype?
I'm a very disciplined writer. I write when I'm supposed to. I don't have any trouble with "writer's block." You can get blocked up if you sit there thinking about it. Just do it.

Do you prefer to extensively plot your stories, or do you write them as they come to you?
I prefer to plot them out, at least in general form. I find it easier to make a better story and not to have to go back and re-do things.

Do you have a favorite genre? Is it the same genre you prefer to write?
Hard to say. I'm kinda picky. I don't like a lot of hard sci-fi although I'll read it. A lot of paranormal stuff I don't like because of the way Christianity is edited out. If you're dealing with the occult without that you're basically helpless. You can't fight real evil spirits with a handgun or karate chop. Fantasy is probably my favorite.

What advantages or challenges does a writer in your genre face in today’s fiction market?
The changing worldview in publishers makes it difficult for someone who writes from a traditional Western Judo-Christian viewpoint to get published. I don't write "Christian" fiction but I do write from that viewpoint. My stories don't just ignore God or spiritual issues. Most of the population doesn't either but the narrow elites that run Hollywood and the publishing industry do and that colors their ideas of what people want to read. It's pretty sad when you have to look to cartoons like Toy Story to explore ideas about the individual vs. the collective and friendship because Hollywood is all about violence and sex and the existential pointlessness of life. I think the movie Prometheus is a good example. They raised all sorts of spiritual issues like where are we from, who created us and why, then ignored them in an orgy of blood and killing and left you knowing even less than you did when they started. But what can you expect when the screenwriter's philosophy is "life sucks and then you die, everything is a pointless waste of time and meaningless." If so, can't we see a story about someone who tries to come to terms with that? Instead we get boobs and giant robots fighting.

A lot of fiction these days is basically the same. I really liked Sommer's The Electric Church because he examined that sort of thinking in a world that was falling apart. He never really came to any real conclusion (which is why the series just sort of ended with no conclusion) but at least he tried. Readers look around and ask "is this all to life there is?" They want someone to address that. But most writers don't know what to say and most publishers don't like the answers.




What if the Second World War wasn't just the largest war in history, but a supernatural struggle between spiritual entities?

It’s 1940 and the fires of war have set Europe ablaze, but America remains blissfully neutral. To please his parents, skeptical Stuart Mackenzie studies to become a minister. He has about as much concern for the outcome of the war as he does for South American sports scores. But his idealistic brother, a former bootlegger with ties to the Purple Gang, volunteers for the Royal Air Force. And when his Hurricane is shot down, Stuart abandons his studies to seek bloodthirsty revenge.

But what he discovers unravels his worldview. Can a confirmed skeptic defeat a coven of Nazi sorcerers on their home ground? What chance will the mundane weapons of the Allied powers have against ancient magic and an artifact said to have slain the very Son of God?

Teaser:

Our frantic efforts to free our comrade dumped the contents of the crate onto the loading dock. Nestled inside a large quantity of protective wood shavings lay a life-sized bronze statue of a naked woman.
She wore a necklace of human skulls and several severed hands dangled from her belt. With six arms and a Hindu headdress, her identity was unmistakable: the goddess Kali. Once, long ago, in what seemed now like another life, I took a seminary course in comparative religions and learned Kali's identity as the Hindu goddess of death. But what was a statue of her doing in a place like this? I mean, I knew there was death here, a lot of it. It surrounded us all day long. But why would Nazis bother with something more appropriate to a heathen temple somewhere?
But then the plans I overheard in Heinrich Himmler's castle began to make sense. They were actually going to go through with them. This was just the first step. The lunatic scheme of a deranged crackpot would sacrifice  millions, maybe tens of millions, and if Himmler carried his insane plan through to completion, the Allies would certainly lose the war. Backed by the magical power of the forces summoned by his evil enchantment, the armies of Nazism would sweep across the globe defeating all opposition and begin a new Dark Age, prolonged and made more horrific by an incestuous alliance between modern science and an ancient evil.
The mundane armies of the West could only hope to counter Nazi occult powers with spiritual powers of their own.
During my interrogation, Himmler taunted me, bragging about a talisman of power that would seal our doom. Yet, in the right hands, it could turn the tide. The future survival of the West, and maybe of civilization itself, depended on me relaying that information back to Britain. They had to know about the only weapon with the power to balance the enemy's hellish enchantment. They might not believe me, but that information represented the only hope for the Free World. I had to escape. Now, more than just my own life lay at stake....

Author Bio and Links

M.E. Brines spent the Cold War assembling atomic artillery shells and preparing to unleash the Apocalypse (and has a medal to prove it.) But when peace broke out, he turned his fevered, paranoid imagination to other pursuits. He spends his spare time scribbling another steampunk romance occult adventure novel, which despite certain rumors absolutely DOES NOT involve time-traveling Nazi vampires!
A former member of the British Society for Psychical Research, he is a long-time student of the occult and a committed Christian who sees himself as a modern-day Professor Van Helsing equipping Believers for battle against the occult Principalities and Powers that rule a world in darkness. (Ephesians 6:12)
The author of three dozen books, e-books, chapbooks and pamphlets on esoteric subjects such as alien abduction, alien hybrids, astrology, the Bible, biblical prophecy, Christian discipleship, conspiracies, esoteric Nazism, the Falun Gong, Knights Templar, magick, and UFOs, his work has also appeared in Challenge magazine, Weird Tales, The Outer Darkness, Tales of the Talisman, and Empirical magazine.
*I'm often asked how I square my Christianity and "messing around" with the occult, as if I'm partial to bestial things with a goat under the amber light of the moon or something. No so. I'm a student, in the same way I used to study Soviet weapons and tactics back when I was a US Army officer. This gives my work a unique perspective no matter what your belief system. I don't judge. I just present the information and let the reader decide.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Blog Stop with Melanie Atkins/Contest

 Blood Bound by Melanie Atkins
Desert Breeze Publishing
Romantic Suspense

Buy at Publisher / Amazon / B&N


Fueled by grief after his fiancée is brutally murdered, Detective Sam Walker focuses on finding her killer -- a calculating predator who binds books with human skin.  Dani Barrington, the newest member of NOPD's Victim and Witness Assistance Unit and a survivor of another frightening attack, helps him discover the terrifying link between the monster's known victims.  Despite his anguish, Sam is struck by Dani's strength and determination, especially when her inquisitive  nature makes her the killer's next target.  He must find a way to protect her or risk losing the one woman who can bring his dead heart back to life.

Teaser Excerpt:

"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned." NOPD Detective Sam Walker's low rasp echoed inside the tiny confessional within the deep recesses of St. Mary's Church. He pressed his damp palms to his thighs. "It's been nine months since my last confession."

"Continue."

"My sins are... indescribable..." He let the word trail off. Sweat pooled at the base of his spine. "I don't know if I can--"

"You must voice your transgressions, son, to get them off your chest. It's the only way to gain absolution."

"I don't deserve God's forgiveness."

"Sam, tell me the truth." Father O'Malley cleared his throat. "Is this about Kristen?"

"She died a horrible death," Sam whispered, his heart breaking all over again for his fiancée and the family he would never have with her.

The priest paused.

"It's been a long time."

"Eight fucking -- sorry, Father." Sam broke off and swallowed, doing his best to regain his composure. "Eight long months. I thought I was coping, but I can't get past it. Especially since I'm the reason she's dead."

"How did you come to that conclusion?"

Sam pressed his lips together. Every time he thought about his fiancée's brutal murder, his gut clenched. He should have taken her to dinner that night like he'd promised, instead of letting the job get in the way. The Glock riding his hip was a constant reminder he'd been a detective first, and her intended husband second.

God should damn me straight to hell.

Father O'Malley shifted inside the tiny booth, and the ornate screen between them shuddered. The too-sweet odor of funeral lilies wafted over Sam.

"You didn't murder her, my son. Some sick, depraved individual did it."

"I was supposed to protect her."

"You were doing your job."

"When I should have been with her. Keeping her safe." Agony pierced his soul. He dropped his elbows to his knees and hung his head. His voice broke. "I let her die."

"You didn't let her die, Sam. A terrible thing happened. It wasn't your fault. God doesn't hold you responsible."
"Well, He should. I'm guilty."

"Sam--"

"He... he skinned her, Father. I don't know why, but he did." Tears burned his eyes.

Clearly shaken, Father O'Malley murmured more words of condolence. "I'll say another prayer for her soul."

 "It's my fault she's gone. I can never do enough penance to make up for it." Sam shuddered. "Not in this lifetime."

"I want you to say one Our Father and one Hail Mary."

Sam barked a harsh laugh.

"That doesn't even scratch the surface. I can't even--"

"Wait. I'm not finished." Father O'Malley regained his poise, and his strong, even tone reverberated in Sam's ears. "I also want you to pray for the person responsible for Kristen's death."

"Hell, no!" Sam blurted, the idea of absolution jolting his brittle psyche. "I can't pray for that sick son of a bitch. He's killed four women, including Kristen, after brutalizing them, and we have no idea who he is. We're working day and night--"

"That's your penance, son." Father O'Malley said, gravely. "In addition, you must perform the Act of Contrition and say the Rosary. Don't let that individual's cruel soul steal yours."



Contest Information

Melanie will be awarding the winner's choice of a backlist eBook to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.

Follow the tour and leave comments at all the stops. The more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here:  http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/virtual-super-book-blast-blood-bound-by.html

About the Author

Melanie Atkins a multi-published author of romantic suspense, an editor for an online publishing company, and an avid reader. Writing is more than an escape for her—it’s a way of life. She grew up in the Deep South listening to tall tales and penning stories about her cats. Now she writes gripping stories of love, suspense, and mystery with the help of her furry little feline muses.

Melanie is an active member of Romance Writers of America®, the Magnolia State Romance Writers (MSRW), the Published Author Network (PAN), the Electronic and Small Press Authors' Network (ESPAN), the Electronically Published Internet Connection (EPIC), Sisters in Crime (SinC), the Red Dog Writers, the Gulf Coast Writers Association, the Southern Writers, the Mississippi Authors Guild and the Byram Writers’ Group. She currently serves as Past President of MSRW.










Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Guest Author Day with Nicole Zolteck


Kingdom of Arnhem Book Two: Knight of Glory
Author: Nicole Zoltack
Fantasy/Historical


Buy HERE from Desert Breeze Publishing

Sir Geoffrey, along with some companions, has been sent away from Arnhem, entrusted by Queen Aislinn for a special mission, and has to leave behind the mysterious lady Celestia. On his journey, he uncovers seeds of a sinister plot, learns a horrible secret, and makes a new friend in exile Jenanna.

Their mission completed, Geoffrey and his companions rush to two different kingdoms to ask for aid. Danger and betrayal lurks around every corner, and even allies have secrets that could prove deadly. Geoffrey's feelings for Celestia grow and wane. After learning some of Celestia's secrets, he begins to have second thoughts about his love for her and is even drawn to Jenanna

Rumors abound that the Speicans have enlisted a mage of their own, to work unspeakable, forbidden magic. The war between Speica and Arnhem has just begun. Will Geoffrey survive the battle to live another day and discover which woman he truly loves? 
 
Excerpt from Knight of Glory:

Geoffrey walked slowly toward the dance floor. Several ladies turned and smiled at him. He nodded back but made no move to offer them his arm. The ladies from neighboring kingdoms seemed attached to the wall. Worried that they don't know our carol dance?
One lady stood by herself in the middle of the ballroom. The dancers paraded around her, ignoring her, and she appeared to be in her own world. Geoffrey's feet guided him to her even before he thought about it. "Hello," he said, bowing. He accepted her outstretched hand and brushed his lips against it. A complete gentleman, he released it as soon as his lips touched. To hold her hand any longer, especially without knowing her name, would disgrace her reputation. "My name is Geoffrey of Siva."
"Hello, Geoffrey," the vision of loveliness said. "It is a pleasure to meet you."
"The pleasure is all mine." Geoffrey took half a step back and drank in her beauty. Her complexion was unlike any that he had ever seen before, a pale faint blush color.
A single strand of long wavy hair tumbled from her elegant hairdo, and she twirled it around her finger. "I am known as Celestia," she said, her voice light and feathery.
"Well, Celestia, would you care for a dance?" Geoffrey's heart thundered. Is this the first stirrings of love? He found himself drawn to her, unable to tear his gaze away. Reaching out with his hand to hold her, he was shocked when she stepped backward.
"I would rather not."
"Oh." Geoffrey fought back a wave of disappointment and struggled to keep his face from showing his frustration and regret.
The corners of her ruby lips twitched, and she let loose a soft chuckle. "I have never made it a practice of mine to dance with strange men."
"But I'm not a strange man," Geoffrey rushed to protest.
"Ah, but I do not know you, do I? Let us talk awhile." She gestured to some chairs.
They walked over, pausing to allow the dancers room to twirl and glide, and sat down next to each other. "What kingdom are you from?" Geoffrey asked. He placed his hands in his lap, for lack of a better place to put them and suppressed the urge to crack his knuckles. He always cracked his knuckles whenever he felt unsure of himself. Once Brother Amicus had yelled at him for the distracting noise when it had broken the silence of the classroom after the monk had asked Geoffrey a question that he didn't know the answer to.
Celestia stared at him, her eyes pale, barely showing a hint of color. Green? Or blue? Geoffrey couldn't decide which, but he didn't minding gazing into her eyes, trying to decipher their color. "I'd much rather talk about you. Tell me some of your daring adventures. You have had daring adventures?" She raised an arched eyebrow, and her lips curved into a teasing smile.


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