Wednesday, August 24, 2016

ENLIGHTENMENT, by Liz Keel

Enlightenment
by Liz Keel
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From Goddess Fish Promotions a new tour
with YA Fantasy Author
Liz Keel, and Enlightenment.

Liz will be awarding 2 randomly drawn 
commenters each a $10 Amazon or 
Barnes and Noble GC via rafflecopter during the tour.
So make sure to leave your comments and follow
along with the rest of the tour...and thx for stopping by
Thornton Berry Shire Press.

GENRE: Fantasy/YA
BLURB: 
After losing everything, all seventeen-year-old Thea wanted was to be a normal teenager. Instead, she was attacked by a mysterious creature she thought only existed in fairy tales. Now thrown into the unknown realm of Faey, Thea is forced to determine the difference between reality and fantasy, in a world ruled by a dark elite and a society wracked by intolerance and prejudice. With the support of her new friends and a mysterious dark haired, blue-eyed guardian watching her every move, Thea will discover that when it comes to Faey, nothing is what it seems. Will her courage and desire to save this new world from darkness be enough? Or will Thea be the next victim to fall to the dark whispers of fate..
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Excerpt 
I awoke to an incessant bleeping and hushed whispers of ‘So 
young’ and ‘Such a shame’ and it was at that point I knew both 
of my parents were dead. Upon opening my eyes, a numb feeling 
began to take over as I realised I was in the local hospital with 
doctors giving me sympathetic looks and calling me sweetie 
whilst a nurse asked me who they should contact. That was an 
easy answer: no one. My parents had both been only children 
and their parents, my grandparents, had died when they were 
young. 

There was no one else.

A couple of hours later Eli turned up with his family. Who’s 
Eli? Explaining him isn’t exactly one of the easiest things to 
do, as our relationship was complicated to say the least. 
Foremost, he’s my best friend, even with his over-protective 
nature, which I think stems from his need to look out for me, 
kind of like how I imagined a brother would for a sister. This 
would make sense as I’ve always been really close to his family, 
who seem to have been in my life for forever. Yes, it was helped 
by the fact they lived in the same neighbourhood as us and that 
he went to the same high school as me; but more than that Eli 
seems to have been there at all my major life events. From losing 
my first tooth, to falling off my bike and then taking me for walks 
in the forest when I needed the company, he’s always been there, 
someone I could rely on.  And again on this eventful day, he 
turned up knowing exactly what I needed: for someone not to say 
anything, but instead just to sit with me. He completely ignored 
his mother’s sobs as he only had eyes for me, walking quickly 
over to my bed and wrapping his arms around me. He pulled me 
onto his lap and once again I seemed to fit perfectly as he 
cocooned me, wrapping his arms around my back, his warmth 
spreading through me like a drug. We were both seniors but he 
looked older, probably due to the growth spurt he had had over 
the summer. At six foot one he was a whole seven inches taller 
than me and had these tanned muscular arms that were freakishly 
strong, probably due to his part-time job as a labourer on the local 
farm. His dark blond hair spent most of the time being brushed 
back from his forehead, as it always fell into his eyes, but it 
always really suited him that way. One of the things I loved most 
about him were his eyes, which sparkled different shades of 
emerald green and I swear just looking at them let me know how 
he was feeling. On that day they had been a dull green.



AUTHOR Bio and Links:

I live in Surrey, England, a short walk from the beautiful Windsor Park, with my husband Richard and our two gorgeous children Noah and Olivia. For me, writing is nothing short of an addiction and I often find myself sneaking out to my writing shed for just a few minutes, which can often turn into hours of pure, unadulterated bliss catching up with my characters and continuing their story. In-between writing, I teach in a primary school where there’s never a dull moment! I will also often be found Kindle in hand, reading a wide variety of genres but with YA fantasy and paranormal romance at the forefront of my reading list. Although I’m currently writing the second book in the Driel trilogy, other characters involving all things fantasy, paranormal and YA romance are jockeying for position, wanting me to write their story next, so watch this space! It is such a privilege to share my stories with you the reader. Thank you enough for taking the time to find out more about me. 
To find out more about Liz, visit her website: www.lizkeelauthor.com

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Sunday, August 7, 2016

Thursday, July 28, 2016

SIGN OF THE GREEN DRAGON, by C.Lee McKenzie


A Book Blast Tour hosted by Goddess Fish Promotions,
a new, MG fantasy 
Sign of the Green Dragon
by C. Lee McKenzie
Some of you may recall this author from an in-depth interview
we did back in May 2015, for the addition of her AMAZING 
short story, in an anthology celebrating Alice in Wonderland, 
called Beware the Little White Rabbit..check out 
that terrific interview here (C. Lee is under day five).  
In the meantime she pulled together her dream of 
writing about a dragon and here it is. 
 C. Lee will be awarding a $15 Amazon/BN GC 
to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. 
The more you follow along with the tour, the better your chances
of winning...enjoy the rest of the tour...leave us a comment to
let us know you were here...thx for participating!

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BLURB:

When a wall of their cave hideout crumbles, three boys discover a skeleton, clutching a treasure map. They set off to trace the story of an old murder, but stumble into a modern crime, and confront ancient Chinese dragons.

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Excerpt: 

Sam inched forward and aimed the flashlight inside. “Uh oh.” 

“What?” Joey gasped.

“It’s a ... well, kind of a ... skeleton.”

“Awww,” Roger screamed, ran, tripped, and sprawled on his stomach.

“It can’t hurt you, Roger,” Sam said. “Come on. 

Take a look.” One thing about being in a family of paleontologists, you got used to bones.

Roger quick-shook his head. “No. No. No.” 

Joey took three slow steps and stood next to Sam. “Sweet. A dead guy. Man, let’s get out of here.” 

“Hold this.” Sam handed Joey the flashlight. “Keep the light on him, okay?” 

The skeleton was partly covered by a tattered shirt and pants. Bony fingers clutched a wooden box with a piece of thin metal about two inches long on its top. 

Reaching inside, Sam tried to pry the box from the skeleton’s grasp, but the finger bones fell through the rib cage and clattered to the bottom of the chest. The box lodged between the ribs. 
The light jiggled in Joey’s hand. “Come on Sam, enough already.” 

Sam picked up the thin metal piece from the top of the box, and held it under the light. One end of it was bent at a right angle. A faded red tassel looped through the other end. 

“Here, take this.” Sam handed Joey the strange object, then reached inside the chest and gripped the box. He lifted it slow and easy. It could be a trap. It could be dangerous. His hands twitched and the edge of the box caught on a rod that held the chest lid open. He barely snatched the box free before the lid crashed down. 

What sounded like an angry dragon exploded around the cave. 

The walls trembled, and the floor heaved under foot.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

C. Lee McKenzie has a background in Linguistics and Inter-Cultural Communication. Her greatest passion is writing for young readers. Sign of the Green Dragon is her third Middle Grade novel. Alligators Overhead and the sequel, The Great Time Lock Disaster were her first two. She has traditionally published four young adult novels: Sliding on the Edge, The Princess of Las Pulgas, Double Negative and Sudden Secrets.

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

I'd like to highlight the fact that I always have a free ebook (a different one every few months) available on my website for visitors. http://cleemckenziebooks.com 





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Wednesday, July 13, 2016

THE LAST OF THE FIREDRAKES by, Farah Oomerbhoy


 

From Goddess Fish Promotions, a new ya fantasy tour,
THE LAST OF THE FIREDRAKES
from award winning author
 Farah Oomerbhoy.
The Author will be hosting a $10. gift card so be sure to
add your name to the copter below...and please
enjoy jumping around the blast today!
Please leave us a comment so that we know you were here...
thx, from TBSP.

GENRE: Young Adult Fantasy
BLURB:

16-year-old Aurora Darlington is an orphan. Mistreated by her adopted family and bullied at school, she dreams of running away and being free. But when she is kidnapped and dragged through a portal into a magical world, suddenly her old life doesn't seem so bad.

Avalonia is a dangerous land ruled by powerful mages and a cruel, selfish queen who will do anything to control all seven kingdoms--including killing anyone who stands in her way. Thrust headlong into this new, magical world, Aurora's arrival sets plans in motion that threaten to destroy all she holds dear.

With the help of a young fae, a magical pegasus, and a handsome mage, Aurora journeys across Avalonia to learn the truth about her past and unleash the power within herself. Kingdoms collide as a complicated web of political intrigue and ancient magic lead Aurora to unravel a shocking secret that will change her life forever.
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Excerpt:

Later that night, after I had eaten well and rested, we set out for the midnight market. I followed Kalen along the small path, from Pixie Bush into the very heart of Goldleaf Forest.

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It seemed to me that we had been walking for quite a while when I could suddenly hear voices and noises quite clearly in the quiet forest. We came to a large clearing, and the delightful sight left me spellbound. The forest was alive, radiant and subtly lit by pretty, different-colored lanterns hanging from the towering trees. Beautifully decorated stalls and multicolored tents had sprung up all over the place. Some were nestled between the tall trees, and some were haphazardly placed around the edge of the clearing, forming a slightly wonky circle. Fae of all sizes, shapes and colors wandered around, having a marvelous time. There were dryads, naiads, brownies, and little pixies with wings who flitted about the place in groups, laughing and eating at the food stalls.

We came to a stall, which was manned by a small, funny-looking fae with a pointy nose and long ears. Kalen identified him as a gnome. He was selling some strangely colored liquid in glass bottles and was haggling unashamedly about prices with two old ladies, whom I thought were very sweet.

As we walked through the market, Kalen chattered on.

“Although some of the larger towns have shops that sell magical ingredients for potions,” Kalen was saying, “this is the only place you can find some of the really rare items.”

I followed Kalen, who was entering a green tent, where the sign outside read: “Buy a plant for your home and garden.” That sounded quite interesting. Maybe I could buy a plant for Kalen’s mom—she had really helped me, after all—but I remembered I didn’t have any money.

The tent was not what I expected at all. The inside was bewitched to look like a large green house; like the forest, it was much larger inside than it appeared from the outside. The moonlight shone through the glass ceiling, and rows of plants and flowers lined the sides of the tent. We decided to explore.

I walked through the rows of plants, looking at the labels that were written next to them. There were strawberry plants in a small tray, growing wonderful, juicy strawberries, each one of which had a dollop of cream on the top. The sign near it said: “Grow your own strawberries and cream.”

“Try one,” said Kalen. “No one is watching.”

I couldn’t resist; I loved strawberries and cream. I popped the whole strawberry into my mouth. It was delicious and the cream was thick, fresh, and sweet. It was wonderful.

“Lovely, yes?” said Kalen.

“I nodded, since my mouth was full.

“Ms. Herbchild is wonderful at growing things. These strawberry plants with cream are one of her new inventions, but you can only grow them on trays inside the house, or the gnomes lick off all the cream.”

I made a face at the thought of eating a strawberry that had been licked by a gnome.”


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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Farah Oomerbhoy is a young adult writer with a master’s degree in English literature from the University of Mumbai. Farah loves the fantastical and magical and often dreams of living in Narnia, Neverland, or the Enchanted Forest. Her debut novel, The Last of the Firedrakes, Book 1 of The Avalonia Chronicles started on Wattpad where it received a Watty Award in 2015 and over 1.5 million reads. Since publication, The Last of the Firedrakes has gone on to win a silver medal in IBPA’s Benjamin Franklin Awards, become a finalist in the USA Best Book Awards and become an international bestseller. Farah lives with her family in Mumbai, India where she can be found checking for magical portals in every closet.

Connect with Farah:

Purchase The Last of the Firedrakes:
 B&N:  http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-last-of-the-firedrakes-farah-oomerbhoy/1122237810?ean=2940152166156
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Monday, June 27, 2016

SONG OF THE OCEANIDES, by J.G. Zymbalist



Song of the Oceanides
by J.G. Zymbalist

From Goddess Fish Promotions, Virtual Book Tour
Song of the Oceanides, by J.G. Zymbalist.
One randomly chosen winner, via rafflecopter, 
will win a $50 Amazon/BN gift card.
So make sure to put your name in the hat
 for a chance to win..enjoy the rest of the tour..
and leave us a comment, so we know you 
were here..thx TBS



GENRE:  YA Fantasy
BLURB:
Song of the Oceanides is a highly-experimental triple narrative transgenre fantasy that combines elements of historical fiction, YA, myth and fairy tale, science fiction, paranormal romance, and more.  For ages 10-110.

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EXCERPT:

Dyce’s Head, Maine.
31 August.

Rory Slocum had only just returned home from Putnam’s General Store and Newsagent when he noticed the girl standing in the heart of the garden.  She seemed to be lost in the music of the wind chimes dangling from Mother’s lilac tree.  Still, despite the girl’s seeming innocence, somehow he just knew that she must be one of the Oceanides who had been taunting him all summer long.

She must have heard his footsteps in the salty afternoon breeze because she turned to look upon him.  What a comely girl too.

A bit of jam and then some!  He stopped in his tracks and studied her classical features.

She had plum-black hair, eyes of sea green, bold chiseled planes to her face, fine hallowed cheeks, and a sharp jaw line.  How could she be anything but an Oceanide?

Slowly he advanced as far as the fog cannon where he paused a second time.  Perhaps he would do something so as to entertain her, and once she realized how amusing he could be, she would tell the others to leave him be.  He walked over to the lilac tree.  “Look what I’ve got here!”  With that he held up his copy of Sir Pilgarlic Guthrie’s Phantasy Retrospectacle.

She must have resented the whole notion that a boy like Rory would even think to approach someone like her.  Grimacing, she called to another girl who had just walked up through the gale-torn bluffs.  The two of them spoke in a tongue resembling the Byzantine Greek in which the drunken churchwarden sometimes delivered his public addresses.

As giddy as ever, Rory advanced a few more steps.  “You know what they call this sort of picture book, do you?  Down at Putnam’s, they tell me it’d be un comique pittoresque.  Just like the newsagents sell down there in Paris.”  Now he pointed to the picture on the dust jacket—the Oceanides’ long flowing hair and the mint-cream linen gowns reaching down to their ankles.  Afterward he pointed at the girls themselves standing there in their own creamy-white gowns.  “Sir Pilgarlic Guthrie, he’s the bettermost!  Everything bang up to the elephant and—”

“Have you any idea how odd you are?” the first Oceanide asked.  “And you’ll be beginning your fifth year in school next fall, isn’t that right?  They’ll tear you apart, a beanpea like you.”



AUTHOR Bio and Links:

J.G. ┼╣ymbalist began writing Song of the Oceanides as a child when his family summered in Castine, Maine where they rented out Robert Lowell’s house.

The author returned to the piece while working for the Martha’s Vineyard Historical Society, May-September, 2005.  He completed the full draft in Ellsworth, Maine later that year.

For more information, please see http://jgzymbalist.com

NOTE:  The book is on sale for $0.99.  Free for Kindle Unlimited Members or as part of Kindle MatchBook.

LINKS:

http://www.amazon.com/JG-Zymbalist/e/B01B1ZLE2A/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14930590.JG_Zymbalist
http://www.amazon.com/Song-Oceanides-JG-Zymbalist-ebook/dp/B01AM2I8MC




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