Blazing #BlogTour: Across The Darkling Sea by K. Ferrin

Across the Darkling Sea
K. Ferrin
Publication date: November 12th 2016
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

Across the Darkling Sea is the first book in the new serial fantasy series Magicfall, by K. Ferrin!

Magic is forbidden in Brielle, but that never stopped Evelyn. Until Now. Because Evelyn has discovered she is magic, and now she is running for her life.

Her only hope is on an island cloaked in shadow, an island of dark magic and even darker beasts. An island warlocks call home.

Evelyn’s friends have turned against her, her own mother tried to kill her, and the place she calls home has banished her. Hidden away in the belly of a riverboat, a stowaway, her journey begins.

Across the Darkling Sea is book one in a serial series. Each book is roughly 50,000 words or about 150 pages. To emphasize, this is a serial series, meaning it’s one story that stretches across multiple books.

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The haze had lifted as the first rays of the morning sun stretched across the wide, flat bottomlands of Brielle and lit up the boardwalks of Meuse. The day-shift boatsmyn were at their work, and the boatsmyn they’d just relieved from duty were sipping stew as they lounged at their leisure before seeking their beds. The shopkeeps were out as well, setting out goods and sweeping the night’s debris from the walkways in front of their stores.

Her hood had fallen askew when Hanner had grabbed her, and Evelyn wished fervently she could free her arms enough to pull it back over her face. Every person they passed stopped to stare as Hanner hauled her through town. Evelyn expected at least a few smiles, but all she saw were narrowed lips and hostile gazes.

Fear quivered in her belly. They couldn’t all know. Maybe her parents had figured it out, but there was no way everyone could have discovered her secret.

“Let me go. Now.” She put steel into her voice. She’d seen her mother reduce grown men to tears, and she tried to channel that force now. Hanner grunted in response.

“My mother will fire you for this!”

Hanner didn’t even grunt this time. Instead he carried her over to an oversized wooden chair that someone had placed outside the town lockup. Her head cracked against the back of the chair as he shoved her into it. He snapped leather straps over her wrists and feet, pulling them so tight she could feel the straps cutting into her flesh.

Stark fear flooded through her. She had no idea what was happening. The harshest punishment for magic involved banishment, but not torture.

“Ow! Hanner, what are you doing? My mother will flay you alive for this! She hired you to enforce the law, not abuse her daughter!”

People were filing into the small area in front of the lockup now. Miss Tansey, the woman who owned the bread shop and had snuck Evelyn sweet pastries every day for as long as she could remember. Snider, who’d shown up ten years before with no money and no name but who’d ended up being the best cobbler the town had ever had.

“Let. Me. Go!” She punctuated each word with a yank, trying to free herself from the binds Hanner had used. It was no use. She wouldn’t get out of this chair until someone let her out.

She scanned the crowd. Rudy was there. Rudy, her dearest friend, a florist who created the most beautiful arrangements for her to paint. And Shera, who passed her notes all day long at school and waded out into the swamp with Evelyn to paint and gossip during the summers. Fernon, her father’s barber, and his partner, Bran, both of whom had shared meals and stories with Evelyn and her parents on multiple occasions. They were people she’d known her entire life.

“Rudy, Shera. Get my mother! Help me out of this thing!”

The crowd simply stared back at her. Some, like Miss Tansey, gazed at her with the cold regard a snake gives the rat it’s about to eat for dinner. Others, like Rudy, shifted their feet and slanted their gazes away, ashamed, afraid, unwilling to help. Shera stared impassively, pale but dry-eyed.

“Shut up, shut up, shut up! I’m sick of your filthy patter!”

Evelyn did shut up then. She forgot how to speak. Forgot what words were. Forgot how to breathe. She could only stare as her mother came into view from somewhere behind her.

Author Bio:

K. Ferrin spends her days surrounded by engineers, technology, and humming machinery, but her evenings are steeped in magic, myth, and adventure. She writes fantasy, loves gardening, and eats way too much pie. She lives at the foot of the Colorado Rockies with her husband and two pooches.

Her novels include the stand alone YA fantasy novel Magicless, as well as Across the Darkling Sea, and A Dying Land, the first two books of a series. You can find her online at

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September 18th
Rainy Days and Pajamas >> Excerpt
anie’s blog: diary of a wannabe writer >> Review
Full Moon Bites >> Guest post
Kimmie Sue’s Book Review >> Review

September 19th
Reading for the Stars and Moon >> Review
Lisa Loves Literature >> Interview
Brooke Blogs >> Top 10 List

September 20th
queens of the darkside >> Review
Happy Ever After Romance Book Reviews >> Guest post
Loves Great Reads >> Excerpt

September 21st
Simply Infatuated >> Top 10 List
So Few Books >> Interview
Bookworm for Kids >> Review

September 22nd
Shelf Rider >> Review
Read, Write, & Travel >> Review
The Genre Minx Book Reviews >> Top 10 List

September 25th
Books of a Shy Girl >> Excerpt
The Crafty Engineer’s Bookshelf >> Review
The Booklandia >> Review

September 26th
A Dream Within A Dream >> Excerpt
The Cover Contessa >> Interview
To Be Read >> Review

September 27th
KimSlr – bookish >> Review
Port Jericho >> Review
The Book Drealms >> Review
Second Run Reviews >> Top 10 List

September 28th
The Page Unbound >> Review
Hot Off the Shelves >> Review
Bibliobibuli YA >> Guest post

September 29th
The Avid Reader >> Review
Two Ends of the Pen >> Interview
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Rapturous #Release #Blitz: Shush I’m Reading by Dawn A. Keane

Title: Shush I’m Reading
Author: Dawn A Keane
Release Date: September 20th, 2017
Genre: New adult romance/ Fantasy romance
Dealing with a neurotic, overbearing mother, an uninvited cat and staring at double D’s all day, it’s no wonder 24-year-old Billie Angel finds herself lost in a fantasy world more often than not. 
With her not so smart phone glued firmly to her hip, Billie’s life revolves around her reading apps. Chided for having her face stuck in her screen for more hours than she cares to count, Billie soon discovers that not all fantasies are in her head.
Enamored by the charismatic Hunter Williams, Billie finds herself unmistakably living the dream like something from the pages of a book. Not knowing her up from her down, Billie walks the tightrope that is the fine line between fiction and fact.
What happens when Billie finally wakes up and finds herself firmly on solid ground? Is Hunter really the man fantasies are made of, or the reality of something more?
A metaphysical romantic fantasy that will have readers rooting for Billie, a fellow bookworm!
In a sea of book boyfriends Dawn brings us our long lost book girlfriend. ~ Ursula-Nicole, Amazon Review
You almost get a book within a book with this and the twists and turns had me wondering what was going to happen next. ~ Lynne Garlick, Amazon Review
MY EYES WIDEN. Pressing my hand against my chest, I stare, taking in my surroundings. The huge old library in my hometown has always fascinated me. Reaching out my other hand, I touch the books on the shelves, running my fingertips along their spines. Hundreds, upon hundreds, of books that have probably been read hundreds, upon hundreds, of times. Changing so many people’s lives within a few hours or days of being read. So many different stories between those pages. 
I gaze at the multitude of fantasies in utter awe.
My fingers trace their way down over the letters of the title on the paperback I’ve picked up. I don’t want to go home yet. I don’t want to hang around on the streets with my school friends. I want to run away, escape, forget about being a teenager, and forget my mum-who cares more about where her next drink is coming from than she does about me.
I need to get out of my head for a while, and this is the only way I know how.
When my dad read to me when I was small, I would get lost in the words, in the story. My imagination would take me away to another world and follow me into my dreams. 
And that’s why I’m here now-this is what I need, and this is where I belong. There is where I want to stay, and I do. I spend my days with my nose stuck in a book. 
I was brought up in Manchester and I am now living in the beautiful Scottish borders with my three children. 
I have enjoyed writing my story as I had a pretty hard upbringing and have suffered like everyone does over the years in different situations, but everyone has a story to tell.
I just hope my story can help someone out there who is, or has been through the same sort of situations as myself. 

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Blazing #BlogTour: Corruption by Adam Vine

Author: Adam Vine

Narrator: Kevin Meyer

Series: Corruption Cycle, Book One

Length: 13 hours 57 minutes

Publisher: Lilydog Books

Released: July 18, 2017

Genre: Dark Fantasy

A dishonored swordsman running from his past.

A city shrouded in dark magic.

An antihero born.

Daniel Harper was champion, until a single mistake destroyed his fencing career forever. With nothing left to lose, he flees to Eastern Europe, where he can start over… where he can be someone else.

In the exotic, lantern-lit crevices of a nameless city, Daniel meets two people who open very different kinds of doors than the ones he is searching for: the troubled flower girl Kashka, who holds the key to a nightmarish otherworld; and the enigmatic street magician and self-professed love tourist Ink, who has the power to bend others to his will.

As Daniel plummets into a downward spiral of hedonism and dereliction, he is tormented by macabre visions of a frozen world in endless darkness where an evil tyrant has stolen the sun, where humanity’s remnants fight to scrape out a cruel existence underground, and wandering spirits inhabit the bodies of the recently deceased. Daniel is doomed to return to this Night Country every time he falls into a deep sleep. But the longer he spends there, the more Daniel realizes his curse is anything but an accident….

Adam Vine was born in Northern California. By day, he is a game writer and designer. He has lived in four countries and visited thirty. He is the author of two novels and many short stories. When he is not writing, he is traveling, reading something icky, or teaching himself to play his mandolin. He currently lives in Germany.

Narrator Bio

Kevin Meyer is a devoted Midwesterner, raised in rural Wisconsin and transplanted to Tulsa, Oklahoma over three decades ago. A career-long voice-over and music radio guy, his iPhone playlist ranges from Alice Cooper and Waylon Jennings to Twenty One Pilots and The Zac Brown Band. Favorite reads are dominated by political biographies (Lincoln, Truman, Kennedy)… and Stephen King.




Q&A with Author Adam Vine
  1. Was a possible audiobook recording something you were conscious of while writing?
    1. No. I’m an independent author, so audiobooks are a “nice to have” rather than something I consciously plan on during the writing process. The audiobook for my first novel, Lurk has been successful – in large part due to the blog tour I did through Audiobookworm! – so doing another one for Corruption seemed reasonable.
  2. How did you select your narrator?
    1. For my first book, I received a bunch of auditions and chose the guy who had the best voice for the job and seemed the most professional to work with. Since I had a great experience with him the first time around, I didn’t hold auditions for my next book. I reached out and asked if he’d be interested in working together again, and he accepted.
  3. How closely did you work with your narrator before and during the recording process?
    1. Quite closely, but I don’t micro-manage. He went through the manuscript and we did a feedback round. Then he recorded the book, and I listened to each completed section and noted a few pickups needed, mostly technical errors, as I want my narrator to have as much creative control as possible over their part of the project.
  4. Did you give them any pronunciation tips or special insight into the characters?
    1. Not so much the characters, but because Corruption is a fantasy book based in Eastern Europe that draws heavily from Slavic and Northern European mythology, we did agree on a “pronunciation canon” before recording.
  5. Were there any real life inspirations behind your writing?
    1. Yes. I’ve spent about four years of my life living abroad outside the United States, with three of those years in Eastern Europe. The name of the country Corruption is set in is not given – it is simply referred to as “the Country” – mostly because I wanted the authorial freedom to change things or play around with the setting as needed, but also because I wanted to make it clear this is a fantasy novel – it is not an autobiography. However, certain aspects of the story were inspired by things I experienced during my Eastern European excursions.
  6. If you had the power to time travel, would you use it? If yes, when and where would you go?
    1. I would go back to my childhood and start the disciplines I am pursuing now much earlier.
  7. If this title were being made into a TV series or movie, who would you cast to play the primary roles?
    1. I would want Dan Harper, the protagonist of Corruption to be played by a handsome everyman type of guy – maybe James Franco. For Kashka, I would choose a native Polish or Ukrainian actress, and select for one who could play up the more toxic aspects of her relationship with Dan. For Zaea, I would choose an actress who is both regal and vulnerable. Emilia Clarke would be my first pic. Not sure who could play Ink.
  8. What do you say to those who view listening to audiobooks as “cheating” or as inferior to “real reading”?
    1. I say they’re not living life. Why read one book when you can read one book and listen another? Double your efficiency, haters.
  9. How did you celebrate after finishing this novel?
    1. I went out with my friends for a beer. I currently live in Germany, so we do this even when there isn’t a reason to celebrate.
  10. What bits of advice would you give to aspiring authors?
    1. Write one to two thousand words every day, five days a week, and don’t stop to tinker until you finish the story.

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Blazing #BlogTour: Spring by Lele Iturrioz

Lele Iturrioz
(Seasons Within #2)
Published by: Acorn Publishing
Publication date: September 1st 2017
Genres: Fantasy, Romance, Young Adult

Gaia finally knows who she is and what she’s meant to do. It’s only been a few weeks since the earth element woke in her. Now that she’s embracing her role as Mother Nature, she must journey with her group of power-wielding friends in a race against time to get back home before Azazel reaches them.

With the awakening of a brand new element, her true past with Edan, a dangerous decision that could change the very essence of who she is, and a traitor among her group, the broken road back to Terra will be a test of strength.

After all, even if Gaia doesn’t know it, war is closer than she thinks.

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The next morning Gaia jumped out of bed earlier than usual. Peering out the window of her bungalow, she saw it. The orange marigold flower stuck on a faraway tree branch. Yes!

She put on some yoga pants and a light olive-green jacket, and ran out of her bungalow.

“Stop. Turn. Where do you think you are going?”

Damn it… Gaia turned around to find Edan drinking a morning tea while staring at her with amusement, one side of his mouth turned up in a half smile.

“For my morning jog,” she replied, trying to act natural.

“Priyam!” he called.

Yawning, Priyam stuck her head out of the bungalow’s window. She was still rocking her morning messy bun. “Zup, Fireball?”

“How do you feel about escaping the camp and having to run twenty-five clicks to the nearest town?”

“The same way the Evil Queen feels about Snow White,” said Priyam between yawns. “Why you ask?”

“I will assume that’s a negative feeling.” Edan pointed towards Gaia. “You are going with Gaia.”

“What!?” Gaia turned around, walking closer towards Edan. “If you’re doing this because you think I’m going to escape to another town then don’t. I don’t need a babysitter.”

“She’s not a babysitter, she’s your best friend.” Edan took a long sip from his hot tea and smirked. “Go. Have fun.”

* * *

As they walked to the forest, Gaia glared at Priyam. “Stop smiling.”

Priyam pushed her plum lips together trying to suppress her obvious amusement. “You got to admit, Fireball is getting sassy.”

“Yeah…” Gaia sighed. “Too much hanging around with you.”

“Aww, stop it. You’re making me blush.” Priyam slapped Gaia’s shoulder and noticed the unusual path she was taking through the forest. “You aren’t going for a jog, are you?”


Author Bio:

Major geek by day, hermit writer by night! Love books, sugar gliders and everything that comes in a delicious taco.

I’m the author of the YA fantasy series, Seasons Within

I spend my time writing, planning on writing, reading, drinking coffee like there was no tomorrow, MMA and chilling with my friends and loved ones.

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Ravenous #Review: Captive Rebel by Erin McDermott

Captive Rebel (The Allegiance #1)Title: Captive Rebel

Series: The Allegiance

Series Number: #1

Author: Erin McDermott

Genre: Young Adult, Fantasy, Romance, Mythology

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Publication Date: July 2, 2017

Format: Ebook

Pages: 164

Rating: 5

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Destined to be enemies, bound by fate… 

Prince Ariston rules over the Allegiant – an elite faction favored by the Greek Gods. Separated from his family at a young age, he became a prisoner to the rebellion. 

Marylyn O’Conner is a rebel, forced to do the rebellion’s bidding until an unforgiving family debt is paid. A pawn in the war for rebels to gain their freedom, she is obligated to become a spy, or her family will suffer. 

Driven by revenge after returning from captivity, Prince Ariston makes it his mission to hunt down rebel spies, capturing Marylyn O’Conner in the process. 

Desperate, Marylyn knows she needs to escape her alluring captor, or risk the safety of her family. 

A fast-paced romance that will have you fall in love with each character and keep you turning the pages for more!

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My Review:

Wow!! Can I have book 2 like right now?? Other than Prince Ariston seeming to fall in love with Marylyn way too quickly, which gets explained much later in the book, I had so much fun reading this. I could barely put it down (which is why it was read in one day)!! So very glad this is a series, otherwise I’d be very upset that so many things were left hanging. I consider this somewhat dystopian because the Greek Gods, with the help of their followers (humans), have wiped out most of the world’s population. The rebels don’t worship Zeus or Poseidon so they were forced to go into hiding to survive. It’s also kinda Romeo & Juliet, Prince Ariston is with the Allegiant, those that worship Zeus and Poseidon while Marylyn is a rebel and worships Hades. There are also sea nymphs and I can’t wait to find out what other mythical creatures will appear.

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Erin McDermottErin McDermott was born and raised in New Jersey. She graduated college with a bachelors degree in History. If she’s not in her room writing, you may find her cruising around the Caribbean with her family. She has been writing stories since 3rd grade. It was not until after experiencing the fast-paced life New York City had to offer that she decided to finally take the plunge and finish her first book, CAPTIVE REBEL.

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Clever #CoverReveal: Deadly Sweet by Lola Dodge

Deadly Sweet
Lola Dodge
(Spellwork Syndicate, #1)
Published by: Ink Monster LLC
Publication date: January 16th 2018
Genres: Fantasy, Paranormal, Young Adult

For fans of Hex Hall, The Magicians, Practical Magic, and Food Wars!

Anise Wise loves three things: baking, potion making, and reading her spellbooks in blissful silence. She might not be the most powerful witch, but enchantment is a rare skill, and her ability to bake with magic is even rarer. Too bad one wants witchcraft on their campus. Anise’s dream of attending pastry school crumbles with rejection letter after rejection letter.

Desperate to escape her dead-end future, Anise contacts the long-lost relative she’s not supposed to know about. Great Aunt Agatha owns the only magic bakery in the US, and she suddenly needs a new apprentice. Anise is so excited she books it to New Mexico without thinking to ask what happened to the last girl.

The Spellwork Syndicate rules the local witches in Taos, but as “accidents” turn into full-out attacks on Anise’s life, their promises to keep her safe are less and less reassuring. Her cranky bodyguard is doing his best, but it’s hard to fight back when she has no idea who’s the enemy. Or why she became their target.

If Anise can’t find and stop whoever wants her dead, she’ll be more toasted than a crème brûlée.

Who knew baking cakes could be so life or death?

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Author Bio:

Lola Dodge is a compulsive traveler, baker, and procrastinator. She earned her BA in English from Stonehill College and MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University–and hasn’t stopped moving since. When she’s not on the road, Lola spends her time indoors where the sunlight can’t melt her, writing or bingeing on anime and cherry soda. She can be summoned in a ritual involving curry, Hello Kitty idols, and a solid chocolate pentagram.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: The Dark Mermaid by Christina L. Barr

The Dark Mermaid
Christina L. Barr
Publication date: September 5th 2017
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

“True love is not a myth. It’s mystic. It’s a force in the universe that draws two people together, resulting in incredible power, for either good or complete chaos.”

On the day Luna proves that she is powerful enough to be her father’s heir, she is banished for saving the life of an enchanting human boy. Her father, the king, gives her two options: kill Ian and regain her honor by the time she comes of age, or be destroyed.

Luna finds shelter in forbidden waters and comes under the protection of her father’s greatest enemy, the Sea Witch. As her ward, Luna becomes a fearsome warrior, but struggles with the fear of turning her powerful magic dark.

With only days remaining before her seventeenth birthday, Luna finds Ian sailing the seas in search of answers. Luna is determined to escape her father’s wrath, and the Sea Witch’s plot of revenge, but dark forces won’t allow her to live a human life without making an impossible sacrifice.

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First Encounter with the Sea Witch

I never knew where the horrid Sea Witch dwelled. I only knew that it was forbidden to ever see or speak to her. Her home was said to be built with the bones of creatures it had slain, including other merpeople. My sisters would tell stories about the Sea Witch deep into the night and watch me quiver in fear. They said she would eat her own kind and had tricked many into making deals that cost them their lives.

I had heard less dramatic stories from my father. He said that she was a fierce fighter that was capable of destroying most of our strongest warriors. He told me that she was a hideous thing that was apart from any race and had no loyalties. He was never trying to scare me. Fear was weakness to him. I think he might have respected the Sea Witch, but he did clearly hate her. Perhaps that’s the true reason why it was forbidden: father didn’t want to be annoyed.

But I was an outcast. If I wanted to venture into the Sea Witch’s lair, I should have been able to. I had no inkling why I was even considering it. I didn’t want my bones to end up on her wall, but any enemy of my father was worth considering to be my friend.

I touched a few of the remains engraved in the cavern. I shouldn’t have gone any further, but I could feel the vibrations of an oncoming threat. Something was headed toward me, and I was without a weapon to properly fight it off.

“Standing in the entryway is rude.” I felt her inside of my head. There was something very threatening about her essence, but there was also something a little familiar about her, and I didn’t believe she was going to hurt me.

I braced myself and began to swim inside. The cavern was lit by strange smokes that were orange, purple, and red rising from stone cauldrons. I could see her dark eyes glistening from a hole in the cavern wall.

“You’re the one I’ve been warned about as a child?”

“You are a child.” Her tentacles emerged from the darkness—all eight of them—and her skinny and frail arms shook as she pushed the rest of her body out. She had nothing but saggy skin on top of bones. Her hair was whited out, long, and tangled. Her fingertips were entirely made from sharp bone. The Sea Witch’s teeth were long, thin, and pointed like a fangtooth. The skin on her body was faded and decaying in some spots, to the point where her chest plate was nearly exposed. She certainly wasn’t the great warrior I expected her to be.

“Did you send that monster after me?”

“You have an interesting choice of words. That was hardly a monster compared to what you see before you.” As she circled around me, I felt a strange energy that was unlike anything I had ever felt before. My father possessed powerful magic—I suppose I did too—but she was special. I could feel the light being sucked out of the cavern, even though it hadn’t become any dimmer to my eyes. She might not have been physically strong, but she certainly had power.

“Why did you want me here? Were you trying to regain your honor? Were you seeking revenge? Do you still hate my father?”

She surprised me with how quickly she swam in my face and hissed through her thin fangs. “I will always despise your father, but he has nothing to do with why I have summoned you. I called you for one thing, and one thing only.”

I was concerned with my safety—not afraid—but I felt like I needed to know. “And what is that?”

“Your blood.” Her long and wrinkly fingers stroked my arm desperately. I noticed a curious symbol on her wrist of a black crescent moon. “I need it for a spell.”

I pulled my hand away from her, but not without being marked by her boney fingers. She nearly drew blood. “What sort of spell?”

“One that will restore me.”
“Into what?” I asked with a cocked brow.
“A greater me.” She hung her head low and turned from me, as she touched pieces of her body that were nearly fading away. “I will be as I once was…” She spoke with such romantics; I wondered if such a creature could truly love another being, or if all her affections were reserved for herself.

I didn’t mean to chuckle. Perhaps I was my father’s child after all. “You were hoping that wretched monster would be able to kill me and bring my mangled body straight into your den? You meant to spill my blood for soft and glowing skin?”

“Something like that.” She sneered at me.
“It was a nice try, but I’m not weak. I’m tired of being underestimated!”
“You certainly do look tired, my dear.” She attempted to touch the rings under my eyes,

but I backed away. That made her chuckle. “You may be strong, but you are not invincible.” She almost seemed concerned for me, but why wouldn’t she be? I was a valuable bag of blood magic.

“What if you didn’t have to steal my blood?”

Her dead eyes gained a bit of a spark in them. “Are you offering?”

“I have a few conditions.” Making a deal with the Sea Witch was dangerous, but how could it have been any more dangerous than the life I was already living? Among cauldrons and the remains of those she destroyed were also weapons scattered about. Some were cast aside, but others were put on display. I couldn’t tell if any of them contained magic, but I didn’t know that there was anything special about the dagger. “I need a powerful weapon.”

“That should be simple enough.” The Sea Witch gazed upon me intensely, and smiled giddily as she stroked my hair with her fingers. I questioned if she were only after my blood.

“I also want you to promise me safety.” Half of me felt weak for asking, but even kings made alliances.

“I will do both.” It was strange how the Sea Witch was suddenly drawn to me. I could feel her pulling on my magic. It wasn’t apparent that I had so much to give until someone else wanted to take it from me.

“I’ve always been curious about you.” I pulled my hair away from her grasp and backed away. “Why were you banished from Atlantis?”

She smiled euphorically. I could still feel her yanking on me and tangling my insides. I shuttered at the thought of what she might be like with my blood flowing inside of her. “I used to be like you.”

It took me a moment to grasp what she meant. “A mermaid?” She certainly didn’t look anything like me or anything I could possibly become.

“Of sorts.” She floated away with her head lowered in shame of the ugliness that had befallen her. “Before you were born, there were several breeds of our kind. Two lived in this area. There were the kind that favored humans more closely—the sort you descend from—and the kind that are usually stronger and more vicious.”

“I didn’t know this.” But I was very studious. I studied my history to avoid my sisters’ insatiable appetite for violence. I naively believed my father would give me a pass if I could prove myself in other ways. My father must have had good reason to block out the truth. “What happened?”

“I was the greatest sorcerous in all the land. Your father offered me a bargain if I would betray my race and fight for him.”

“Why would you do that?”

“He promised me power and safety…among other things.”

I never thought of my father as a liar before, but I felt like a fool for ever believing a word he had said. “And then what happened?”

The Sea Witch stretched out her hands toward the cauldrons, and the smoke rising out of them came gushing at us. In the smoke, I could see shadows of warriors all coming together to fight an army like she had described. The ones I recognized as my people had thousands of more troops, but they were ripped apart by their enemies. The number of troops disintegrated as quickly as the wind could change. Just when it seemed like the battle was over, the strange shadows continued on with the Sea Witch’s narration.

“I called upon my dark magic to defend your people. It was enough power to destroy most of your father’s enemies, but it had a great toll on me.” She swept her hand away, and the smoke dissipated. “Magic always comes with a price, and dark magic has the highest cost. Your father cast me out and stole most of my valuable treasures.”

I assumed something as powerful as her must have possessed some sort of discernment. I could hardly feel sympathy for her. “You were a fool to ever believe my father would honor your agreement.”

“We had a bit of a blood oath, him and I. One should never go back on a blood oath. It will cost him his life and his power…one day.”

“And why didn’t you take it then? Were you not more powerful than him?”

“Not after I gave him his precious trident. It used to belong to my people. Without it, they were easy for your father and I.”

“And why have you waited all of this time for revenge? Was there no other way you could seek it?”

She laughed at my stupidity. “What has your father taught you about magic?”

“Nothing.” I looked at my hands and remembered how exhilarating and frightening it was to have my power flowing through my body and transferring through the blade. “As soon as he discovered that I had any to wield, he banished me.”

“Why did he banish you?”

I wasn’t sure if telling her the truth was going to gain me trouble from her, but I wanted her to be honest with me. I didn’t want her to figure out the truth on her own, and I had a feeling that she would. “I made a mistake. I showed mercy to a human boy, and I saved his life.”

“And that made your king exile his greatest source of magic?” She rolled her eyes and scoffed. “That was quite foolish of him.”

I was baffled. I knew that my father was excited about my power, but to say that I was his greatest source of magic was unbelievable. “I also left a dagger with the human that possessed magic. It could threaten the existence of us all. He said he wouldn’t let me return home until the human was dead, and if I don’t kill him, he’ll destroy us both. He thinks I’m too weak. He was ashamed of me.”

“Weapons aren’t magical themselves. If a weapon gives off any magic, it’s because it has traces of magic from its previous owner. That’s why the trident is so powerful. My people used it for centuries before your father’s greedy hands took it.”

“And what happens if it’s in the hands of someone without magic?”

“Nothing. If he tries to prove our existence with the dagger, he’ll be seen as insane by his own people.”

I had been banished for nearly a year. If the dagger posed no threat to our race, then I was punished for a terrible misunderstanding. “Do you think my father knows this?”

She shook her head. “I fought for him, but I didn’t give him all of my knowledge. He’s a novice compared to how my power used to be.”

“And why has it dampened?”
“You ask many questions—”
“And you want something from me. Consider your answers apart of the payment.”
She narrowed her dark eyes in on me. I thought she was going to strike me with her tensing sharp fingers, but she grinned instead. “Females and males can both possess magic, but it’s usually more potent in females. Magic is energy. It can’t be destroyed, and it’s rarely created. It can be held in a place or in an item, but it can also transfer from one host to another. When we have children, our magic is usually dispersed to them.”

I knew my expression of shock must have come off as rude, but she didn’t look like any sort of mother I could imagine. “You had children and became exceptionally weaker?”

“Not exceptionally, but enough. The magic I passed on mixed in with your father’s and created what would have been very powerful offspring.”

Again, my eyes widened, and I was stammering for words. “You and my father…?”

“I said we had a blood oath. No oath is greater than a mating ritual.” Whatever she had with my father must have been intense and passionate. She hugged her body and smiled as if she could still feel his touch on her skin. “He promised that I would be his queen and rule by his side.”

“And he went back on his word once he saw you this way?” It was absolutely horrible that my father would do that, but I could understand. She was quite repulsive.

“I hadn’t deformed yet. What truly made him betray me was when he felt his magic weaken.” She was practically hissing as her rage overtook her. “Parenthood is a sacrifice, and he was too selfish for it. He wanted his power back, along with mine.”

“And how did he regain his magic?”

She grabbed my face by my chin and began to stroke it softly. I think she was analyzing me. She needed to know if I were ready to hear such a horrible truth. Ultimately, she decided that she was too cruel to care. “By destroying all of our eggs before they hatched.”

I gasped and covered my mouth. I knew my father was a monster, but he was a proud and fair king to most. Even though I knew what he had done to me, I couldn’t imagine it. I thought his desire for my redemption was a sign. I wanted to believe he was capable of humanity’s type of love.

“He absorbed what our magic would have produced and became more powerful than I.”

My father cared for me and my sisters, but he cared for his kingdom and his legacy more. I could, unfortunately, believe her words. “And then what happened?”

“I tried to seek my revenge, but I fought a losing battle. I survived, but I was banished. Your father took your inferior mother as his queen.”

I almost didn’t want to hear anymore. My mother looked much like my oldest sister. She had long, golden hair, and she always smiled. She was curious. She liked to swim up to the surface world and listen to the songs of the sailors. I was told she had one of the most wonderful voices in the world. I was looking forward to the time when I was old enough to travel with her to the surface and sing. “I remember that she was affectionate toward me and my sisters.”

“She possessed the ability to control magic, but like most mermaids, she had to siphon it from a source, just as your father does with the trident. She was my protégé, so I gifted a golden shell for her to draw from. It was the least I could do for the woman that was supposed to watch after me, while I cared for my eggs. I should have noticed that your father was eyeing her. I doubt if he were ever faithful to me.”

I wished I could have refuted any part of her story, but I could believe that my father would abandon the Sea Witch for someone younger and prettier. He always told me how much prettier I was than my sisters. I always thought my father was vain, and that’s why I believed he cared for me the most and caused my sisters to despise me. “You must hate me for what he’s done to you.”

“I never hate a good proposition.” I had lowered my head in guilt, but she wrapped her boney arms around me and spoke in my ear. “I want your blood.”

I dove under her embrace and swam away before she could take a bite out of my neck, but that angered her. “His magic flows through your veins, which means that mine does as well!”

I could sense that she wouldn’t stop until she had my blood. My best option was to kill her. If I were armed, I would have stood a better chance, but I could feel her just as she felt me. Inside of her was a pit of darkness with something terrible waiting to pull me down in her depths. Making her my ally would have started my descent, but becoming her enemy now would have been the end of me.

“Will I still have magic?” I hadn’t made up my mind on whether or not magic was a good thing. I might have owed her some of my power, but some of it was passed down rightfully through my mother and father. I deserved an opportunity to figure it out.

“Give what you can spare, girl. I know you have plenty.”

I looked at my hands. They were in rough condition. I hadn’t healed from the attack yet, and I hadn’t been eating like I should have. I thought the Sea Witch was skin and bones, but another month or so alone in the waters, I wouldn’t have been much better off. “What do you need me to do?”

“I can sink my teeth into you—”

“I’d rather you not.” I backed away before she could bite me. I didn’t know if the literal pain would have been worse than what my imagination was coming up with, but she made me a bit squeamish.

The Sea Witch stretched out her arm, and a weapon that was mounted on the wall came flying into her hand. It was a sharp disk, but the center had a handle. It was made from gold, but the round, sharp edge was clear and sparkling from the subtle lighting. “Use this.”

She placed the disk in my hand. I think I could tell that there was magic inside of it—her magic—along with others. With the diamond blade, it would be a very fierce weapon indeed. “This is quite the gift.”

“It’s nothing compared to what you’re giving to me.”

She at least gave me one part of my bargain. I gritted my teeth and slit the palm of my hand. I accidently cut deeper than I would have liked, and I hissed. “Is this enough?”

My floating blood took on a life of its own and began to swirl around the Sea Witch’s body, along with her colored smoke. I backed away and watched amazed as her silhouette began to transform. Her tentacles extended out straight until it became a giant tail. Her body bent back and her sad and sagging bosoms sprung up in her armored bra. She became much taller, and her hair flowed like a magnificent mane.

When the smoke departed, a much younger looking Sea Witch appeared in front of me. She still looked dangerous, but she was actually threatening instead of a living nightmare. She had a mermaid tail, except the scales were much harder, and she had razor sharp fins extending from her spine all the way to the tip of her tail. She also had fins on her arms as well. Her skin was a cool blue that glittered in certain light, and her eyes were so radiantly blue that they glowed. Her knotted white hair transformed into a sleek silver. She would never be mistaken as a human or even one of my kind, but she was gorgeous. Her body was slender, yet fit. She even looked like she had been better fed than I was, because her abdomen was pure perfection. I could see why my father would mate with her, even though she was so radically different.

“I believe that was enough blood.” She was even kind enough to reach out and touch my bleeding hand. At first, I thought she was going to take more, but when she removed her hand, my arm was radiating warmth, and the cut and abrasions were gone.

“Should you be using your magic? Won’t it make you as you once were?”
“No. That wasn’t dark magic, and I only deteriorated so badly because of my age.”
“And how old are you?” She now looked much younger than my father.
“Old, and that’s all you need to know.” But she didn’t even look that much older than my eldest sister.
“And you promised me safety. How about a protection spell? Can you give me something to cloak myself with?”
The Sea Witch was so pleased with her younger and agile body that she took it for a test along her cavern, swimming in narrow openings, twirling and circling me. “You’ll be safe if you stay with me.”

“With you?”

My lack of enthusiasm stopped her in her tracks. “If I need more of your blood, you can donate it. In exchange, I will teach you how to use your magic.”

“You want me to be your protégé, just as my mother once was?” I was a little flattered. Perhaps I would feel closer to my mother, but I did feel uncomfortable considering that I knew of their troubled past. But I certainly wouldn’t end up competing for a mate against the Sea Witch!

“What other option do you have?” She asked me sweetly, but it also felt like a threat.

I didn’t want to be alone, but I mostly wanted to return home. My sisters and father were monsters, but they were my blood. We were once a strong pack. They could forgive me if I made good on my father’s terms to bring Ian’s heart and the blade home. “Is there a spell to make me have legs, so I can go out to the surface and walk like a human?”

“Of course,” she answered cautiously. “I’ve been to the surface world many times in my younger days.”

“Then, I accept your kind offer.” As soon as I knew the spell for myself, I would go to the surface world and hunt the human that ruined my life.

“Good.” She smiled. “I sense that you have the potential to greatly surpass even me in my prime.”

“And is that a good thing?” I sensed that she could be the jealous type. I half suspected that she was only taking me under her tutelage as a means of seeking revenge against my parents. “You would want me to surpass you?”

Her smile increased. She didn’t have those long and nasty fangs anymore, but she could still bite me in two. “Oh, it would be wonderful!”

Author Bio:

As the daughter of sci-fi enthusiasts and a pastor, Christina L. Barr has been taught to believe that anything is possible. She’s been a serious composer as far back as twelve-years-old, and has had the opportunity to sing her songs around the world.

In 2007, she graduated from Holly High School number nine in her class and attended College for Creative Studies. She started a pop culture website called The Gorgeous Geeks with her two older sisters, and was even featured on Times Magazine.

Her addiction to writing emerged when she was eighteen and started her first novel. To date, she has nine novels published, fourteen completed, and her goal is to finish thirty books by her thirtieth birthday.

She is currently a Creative Director and spends her days making graphics and videos.

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Blazing #BlogTour: Wings Unseen by Rebecca Gomez Farrell

Wings Unseen
Rebecca Gomez Farrell
Published by: Meerkat Press
Publication date: August 22nd 2017
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

To end a civil war, Lansera’s King Turyn relinquished a quarter of his kingdom to create Medua, exiling all who would honor greed over valor to this new realm on the other side of the mountains. The Meduans and Lanserim have maintained an uneasy truce for two generations, but their ways of life are as compatible as oil and water.

When Vesperi, a Meduan noblewoman, kills a Lanserim spy with a lick of her silver flame, she hopes the powerful display of magic will convince her father to name her as his heir. She doesn’t know the act will draw the eye of the tyrannical Guj, Medua’s leader, or that the spy was the brother of Serrafina Gavenstone, the fiancèe of Turyn’s grandson, Prince Janto. As Janto sets out for an annual competition on the mysterious island of Braven, Serra accepts an invitation to study with the religious Brotherhood, hoping for somewhere to grieve her brother’s murder in peace. What she finds instead is a horror that threatens both countries, devouring all living things and leaving husks of skin in its wake.

To defeat it, Janto and Serra must learn to work together with the only person who possesses the magic that can: the beautiful Vesperi, whom no one knows murdered Serra’s brother. An ultimate rejection plunges Vesperi forward toward their shared destiny, with the powerful Guj on her heels and the menacing beating of unseen wings all about.

Readers of all ages will enjoy Wings Unseen, Rebecca Gomez Farrell’s first full-length novel. It is a fully-imagined epic fantasy with an unforgettable cast of characters.

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“You’ve met Lady Gella?”

He was saved from answering when one of the Meditlan twins ran toward them, waving his arms. “There’s something in the trees throwing rocks. Come quick!” The man reversed sharply and ran back.

Janto and Hamsyn exchanged excited glances. It was probably a rhini, a fur-covered creature no larger than the twins’ knapsacks. They lived in the trees on the northern shores and attacked any humans that came close with twigs, rocks, or whatever their three-fingered hands could grasp. It could be a cantalere or a jurgen or even the silver stag, but those beasts did not throw things. A rhini was much more likely—it existed. And they were dangerous.

Janto clutched the dagger on his belt. They reached the tree line in time to watch Nap climb the nearest pine.

“Wait,” Janto called. “You don’t know if it’s safe!”

As if to answer him, a strange call like a raspy lute came from further in the woods, making his arm hair rise.

“That does not sound like a rhini.” Jerusho looked treeward with a nervous tremble.

“No, it doesn’t.” Either way, Janto would not let Nap head toward it alone. He jumped at the nearest tree and climbed. Something whizzed past his cheek as he ascended. The call came again, and he grabbed a branch from a neighboring tree, glad the ancient growths were at least as thick around as he was.

Up ahead, Nap shifted direction.

“Do you see anything?” Janto called.

“Yes.” He pointed further into the tree cover. “It blends in with the needles, but you can see it when it jumps.” He grabbed the next limb and yelled back, “Definitely not a rhini!”

Janto heard shuffling below him as the others began to climb. He considered waving them off—there was no sense in everyone putting themselves in danger—but decided against it. They did not know what lay ahead, but he and his companions weren’t afraid. Blood pulsed through him in a heady rush, and he barely felt his weight as he moved from tree to tree, following Nap’s lead. The calls continued intermittently, and the group soon worked their way far enough into the woods that the shimmer of black sand and the rough waves that had brought them here disappeared.

Author Bio:

In all but one career aptitude test Rebecca Gomez Farrell has taken, writer has been the #1 result. But when she tastes the salty air and hears the sea lions bark, she wonders if maybe sea captain was the right choice after all. Currently marooned in Oakland, CA, Becca is an associate member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America. Her short stories, which run the gamut of speculative fiction genres, have been published by Beneath Ceaseless Skies, Pulp Literature, the Future Fire, Typehouse Literary Magazine, and an upcoming story in theDark, Luminous Wings anthology from Pole to Pole Publishing among others. Maya’s Vacation, her contemporary romance novella, is available from Clean Reads. She is thrilled to have Meerkat Press publish her debut novel.

Becca’s food, drink, and travel writing, which has appeared in local media in CA and NC, can primarily be found at her blog, The Gourmez. For a list of all her published work, fiction and nonfiction, check out her author website at

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Swim by M.E Rhines

M.E. Rhines
(Mermaid Royalty #2)
Published by: Clean Teen Publishing
Publication date: August 29th 2017
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

A mermaid has no fear of the deep…

Angelique is not your typical fairy tale mermaid. She’s edgy, with a quick temper and intense personality that sometimes leave her feeling like an outsider even among her own clan. Reeling from the recent changes in the Mer-world hierarchy, Angelique is struggling to find her place in the ocean. But a chance encounter with a handsome two-legged Fin-man will leave her questioning more than just her place in the underwater order.

Packed with adventure, romance and drama, Swim continues the compelling story of life and love in the magical underwater realm of Atargatis.

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Would they serve me on a platter, or just toss me in tank and use me as an exhibit? Some of the humans Mother captured spoke of places where even the ocean’s greatest predators were put on display for the amusement of the young and hardened of heart. An aquarium they called it. Manatees, dolphins, sharks. All subject to the degradation of living in a box for the rest of their days.

Oh, Poseidon help me, I’d rather die right now.

Almost as soon as my body contacted the sea floor, the rope connecting me to the human vessel tightened. An illusion of weightlessness befell me as it pulled me up. Despite already feeling drained, I swam against the pull right up until my entire body left the water. Suffocating aridness strangled me. I danged inside the net a good ten feet above the water, swaying along with the howling wind as if it was dancing with me.

I scanned the rough waters below, desperate for a trace that Lennox was around. But the sea was fuming. Furious, whether at me or the fisherman I didn’t know. Already turbulent waters intensified, until waves the size of small squalls slammed into the boat from all sides.

Even if Lennox was down there, and I doubted he was, there would be no way to see him through the chaos on the ocean’s surface. I didn’t waste much time searching. He’d said it himself; he was a warrior, a killer at heart. It wasn’t in his nature to go around saving anyone or anything unless it served his king. He was long gone, left me for dead.

“You see,” I heard the horrible man shout. “Look at that tail.”

“I’ll be damned. You weren’t seeing things after all, Reggie.”

“Yep. Heard stories about mermaids in this area. Didn’t much believe them. Until now, of course. She’s awfully pretty, too. Prettier than I ever imagined a mermaid could be.”

“What should we do with her?”

“Are you kidding? People would pay a fortune to just take a quick look at her. Mortgage their own houses, I bet. We’re gonna be rich!”

The blond man tapped his chin with his index finger, pondering the idea. A small, naïve part of me hoped he might listen to that slight little voice in his head, the one that should tell him I was a living thing. A sentient, conscious, and intelligent living thing and should be treated with common decency. His conscience should’ve told him to put me back in the water and drive his boat far out of here and leave me be.

Then this human, the one who moments ago seemed so kindhearted and eager to help me until my tail was exposed, reminded me of that one ever-important detail I managed to allow myself forget:

Humans have no conscience.

Author Bio:

ME Rhines a southwest Florida native currently living in North Port with her two beautiful children and a third, much larger child whom she affectionately calls husband.

She writes young adult paranormal romance to feed her belief that fairy tales are real and

nonsense is necessary.

She also writes adult romances under her edgier alter-ego, Mary Bernsen.

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