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It is my pleasure to feature:
SM Blooding and The Hands of Tarot.
About the Author:
SM Blooding lives in Colorado with her pet
rock, Rockie, their new addition, Mr. Bird, who’s a real bird. She likes to
hike the beautiful Rocky Mountains , and is
learning to play the piano and guitar. Currently, she’s trying to MURDER them
both. Friends call her Frankie.
She’s dated vampires, werewolves, sorcerers, weapons
smugglers and US Government assassins. Yes. She has stories.
She’s also an
investigator with a
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She killed his father. She imprisoned and beat him.
And now she thinks he’s her trophy.
Synn El’Asim will do almost anything to prove her wrong. But he’s only proving her right.
Queen Nix awakened his Mark of power and inducted him into the House of Wands. She knew what she was doing. The son of the two most powerful Families standing against her is the ultimate prize.
What she didn’t take into consideration was that maybe he was too strong for her. Maybe.
The Families aren’t. They’ve been weakened, and it’ll take a lot more than one young man with a powerful Mark to take on the Hands of Tarot.
An Excerpt:
Queen Nix turned to me
and smiled. “Do you wish to declare war, little boy?”
“Let them go,” I
commanded, my voice ragged. “What have they done to you?”
She stalked toward me,
her nose nearly touching mine, all semblance of beauty twisted with rage. “They
refused to submit to me.”
I stared at her
aghast, my hands clenched, my jaw tight. “So because you couldn’t control them,
you’re going to destroy them?”
The rage turned cold
across her features as she drew away, her shoulders back.
“Are you so weak?” The muscles in my cheek twitched.
Father took a step
toward us. “Perhaps we can reach a mutual agreement.”
Someone in the cage
screamed, the scream turning to ravaged sobs.
I let out a growl.
“You will stop this!”
The queen turned her
eagle-eyed stare to me. “I do not take orders from a mere boy.”
“Queen Nix,” my father
started, “let us be reasonable.”
She took a step back
and assessed him.
“The Umira have never
been a harmful Family.” My father’s hands were wide at his side, his expression
open. “They have always lived in peace with the Hands.”
Her eyes flared and
she advanced on him. “You’ve allied yourself with them.”
Father’s eyes widened
as he took a half step back.
I watched in alarm,
unsure what to do. My father was the strongest man I knew.
The queen grabbed his
coat and pulled his face close to hers. “The Umira have always been a peaceful
Family, so imagine my surprise when they assaulted us with cannons and
weapons.”
“They have the right
to defend themselves, Nix.”
“Not against me.” She
pushed him away and turned to her gathering guard. “Take him and his heathen
son. Throw them on the pyre.”
My father drew his
sword and faced the guard. “Go, Synn, now!”
Our men drew their
weapons and stood by his side.
“I’m not leaving you,
Father.” My sword was in my hand. I was ready to die an honorable death by my
father’s side.
He backhanded me and
roared, “You will protect our people, Synn El’Asim.”
I was torn. I wanted
so badly to fight beside him, to protect him.
But my father had
given me an order. One I could not ignore.
I
turned and ran.The Author is offering a giveaway!
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