Thunderlight by Adrienne Woods Book Blitz
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Hey Addicts! We are getting things up and running here on the new Miss Little Book Addicts YA blog :) Today we've got Dragons and romance and epic adventure coming your way with Adrienne Woods THUNDERLIGHT book blitz. It's the second book in her Dragonian series which can be found on Amazon and
Synopsis
Vibrant, scale swathed wings… Abilities that can be
harnessed by a chosen few… Dragons…
And now we've got two Excerpts for you addicts to enjoy :) All I can say is COOL
Excerpt One
SUMMER WAS
ALMOST over but everyone’s spirits were high as Sammy searched for something in
her room. I had recently arrived at the Leaf’s after spending the first weeks
of my vacation with Becky. Sammy was in rare form this evening as she bounced
off the walls of the room with barely contained excitement.
Elena, cheer
up! We’re going to the Warbel games and I know it sucks that Lucian won’t be
there, but I promise, you’re going to enjoy it, okay.” Sammy spoke fast as I
moved out of the way of one of her shirts as it sailed toward me.
“Sammy, it’s
not like I’m trying to be like this, I just really miss him …” my lips puffed
out a breath. “Tell me again why the Warbel games are so mind-blowing.” I tried
to change the subject away from Lucian. He was still away on a hunting trip
with his father and the girls had decided the best way to brighten my mood was
a sport that basically sounded like Greek warfare. I still had no clue what the
Warbel games were about even after Sammy tried to explain it to me as she
searched for the jersey of her favorite team. It sounded exciting as words like
soldiers, attackers and scorers made it into her lengthy explanation.
“Because
it’s the Warbel games,” she simply said.
The only
thing I retained was that Warbel was some sort of dragon and human sport that
they loved to play on this side of the wall. She also said that Dragonia had a
similar game at the beginning of each school year, but it wasn’t as dangerous
as the real one. I became even more confused when she started talking about
raiders and incantations and couldn’t figure out how all of it came together.
Guess I’ll
have to see it before I can really understand what it’s all about.
“The one
thing you need to understand is that the game we are going to tonight is really
dangerous,” she added as she continued to tear apart her closet, “and that the
humans who participate are extremely well developed magic wielders, for their
own safety as much as winning the game.”
Okay,
awesome. I thought sarcastically as I still had no clue what the Warbel games
were about.
Sir Robert had gotten five tickets for all of us
from a friend who couldn’t make tonight’s game.
Lucille,
Becky’s mom, had also gotten tickets for her, Becky and George, so we were all
going to the game together.
I had spent
the first three weeks of my vacation with Becky and Lucille. Lucille was not a
typical mother, but was the most selfless person I’d ever met. She also seemed
way too young to be Becky’s mom and looked more like Becky’s older sister. She
hated it when I called her Mam or Mrs. Johnson, and insisted that I called her
by her first name. She was a lot like Becky in a sense, they shared the same
type of fashion choices and clever comments, but she also had a love of art,
which Becky didn’t have. That part connected with me one hundred percent.
Becky and
her mother lived in the totally opposite neighborhood of the Leafs, and they
had more money than I could even dream of. I guessed it was why Becky was a bit
of a brat. Staying with them made me realize what type of a person she could be
sometimes. Having all that money made Becky bossy and turned her into someone I
never thought I would be friends with. But the thought of not having her around
to give me her two cent comments, especially when I didn’t ask for them, was
unthinkable. She was also one of the bravest and fiercest girls I knew and the
best friend, apart from Sammy, a girl could ask for.
Bonus Excerpt
ANGER,
BETRAYAL, AND HATE turned my stomach to acid. It consumed my mind and I watched
as bottles, papers and books on the desk flew off and crashed to the floor.
A maid
rushed to my side. She didn’t say anything, but her eyes reflected fear in
their watery depths. The dustpan in her hand trembled as she started to sweep
up the jagged shards of glass. Rising, she began to straighten the books that
had fallen to the floor in a heap. Every few seconds her eyes darted nervously
in my direction as if a mere breath would make me lash out at her with my
outstretched hand.
I touched
her face gently until my hand reached her neck, tightening slowly as my anger
began to rise once again. My grip tightened around her soft, shapely neck as I
lifted her up from her position at my feet until her face was level with
mine. Listening carefully I heard her
heart fluttering like a bird trapped inside a cage.
“How did I
become this way?” I spoke, giving voice to my reality softly.
She just
stared at me with round, brown unblinking eyes. Her eyes were sunken deep into
the surface of her face and her cheek bones were sharply defined.
Looking at
her sullen face made me feel worse. I
lifted up my other hand and struck the woman hard across her cheek.
A cry left her
mouth and I threw her from me as if she weighed nothing. She skidded across the
floor landing in a heap against a wall of cold, unforgiving stone. If I was a dragon I would blast fire, reduce
this wretched place to a pile of insignificant ashes.
Two other
maids, hearing the startled cry, rushed into the room. Their eyes were wide as
they took in the room and the immobile heap near the far wall. “Sorry, m’lord,”
the older one said, her voice slightly trembling. “She’s new, we will train her
better.”
They picked
up the maid who had come to and was sobbing. She clutched the side of her face,
covering the huge, red handprint where I’d struck her.
I nodded.
The old maid knew her place well, although I still didn’t care for her name,
she knew where she stood.
I plunged
myself down onto the chair and closed my eyes. A silent roar growled inside of
me lighting a fire of rage deep in my core.
The girl had
made it.
The Rubicon
saved her life, so a part of him was still fighting me. I could still see her
eyes searching mine. They bore into my soul, seeking answers. How was this
possible! The wall wouldn’t allow any human to go to the other side.
Albert’s
laughter echoed inside the castle; a startling reminder that good would always
win. He would pay dearly for this. I would find a way, and I promised myself
she wouldn’t live much longer.
I pushed
myself up from the chair and rubbed my face hard. The emotion of my anger
escaped my lips making a sickening sound. Rage that emanated from deep within me
overpowered the haunting laughter and echoed throughout the entire castle.
“Master,”
Cain’s voice interrupted my thoughts.
“Speak, my
loyal servant,” I said out loud. “What is the news?”
“Everything
is in place. We won’t fail you,” his voice said in my head.
I closed my
eyes, took a deep breath and let it out hard. “We’ll see.”
Author Bio
Adrienne Woods was born and raised in South
Africa, where she still lives with her husband and two beautiful little girls.
She always knew she was going to be a writer, but it only started to really
happen about four years ago. In her free time―if she gets any because moms
don’t really have free time―she loves to spend it with friends, whether it’s a
girls night out, or just watching a movie. She’s a very chilled person. Her
writing career started with Firebolt, book one in the Dragonian series. There
will be four books in total, including a further two to three books, which will
be stories that take place within the Dragonian series. Her other series, Dream
Casters, will be released mid 2015. She also writes in different genres, and
her woman’s fiction, The Pregnancy Diaries, will be published under a
pseudonym. And then, she has a paranormal series by the name of the Aswang
series, which will consist of about ten novels. And if that wasn’t enough,
there is another series, Guardians of Monsters, which will be released in
2016.
We'll see you Addicts next time!-Dynomoon
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