Sunday, January 10, 2016

~Chapter Reveal & Blog Hop~ Dawn of Ash by Rebecca Ethington

Title: Dawn of Ash
Author: Rebecca Ethington
Genre: YA Paranormal
Expected Release Date: Feb. 23rd, 2016
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Tours

Underneath the deep red barrier Edmund has placed over the city, Prague is in ruins… 

Vilỳ hide in the darkened alleys, waiting to attack anyone who passes, while Edmund’s men roam the blood-soaked streets, scouring every crumbling building in a mad attempt to flush out Ilyan and his men. 

Among the danger, Ilyan and Joclyn are trapped, unable to leave the city. trying to keep their people safe behind a powerful shield, unseen from Edmund and his scouts.

Wyn spends her days haunted by her daughter and watching Thom waste away from the mysterious curse slowly taking him.

Ryland has risen above his father’s control, ready to take his place as his brother’s second. However, Sain needs his help first for a simple assignment, or so he thinks.

Their safety is about to be shattered.

A mole behind those safe, Cathedral walls has begun whispering through the survivors that Joclyn is unstable, that her magic is an uncontainable force that will destroy them all in the end. 

Determined not to let the rumors affect her, Joclyn battles ahead, only to have reality and sight intersect in an explosion that shatters the walls between future, past, and present, leaving her imprisoned in a seamless existence she must learn to control … before Edmund and Ovailia control her.

Before Sain unfurls the plan he has been orchestrating for centuries.

Rebecca Ethington is an internationally bestselling author with almost 700,000 books sold. Her breakout debut, The Imdalind Series, has been featured on bestseller lists since its debut in 2012, reaching thousands of adoring fans worldwide and cited as "Interesting and Intense" by USA Today's Happily Ever After Blog.

From writing horror to romance and creating every sort of magical creature in be-tween, Rebecca's imagination weaves vibrant worlds that transport readers into the pages of her books. Her writing has been described as fresh, original, and groundbreaking, with stories that bend genres and create fantastical worlds.

Born and raised under the lights of a stage, Rebecca has written stories by the ghost light, told them in whispers in dark corridors, and never stopped creating within the pages of a notebook.

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Chapter One – Ilyan

Sixth Hop

“Risha, I need you to take them up. Fly to the young prince, keep your head down, and move on to the old man. Use the river as a guide to mask the magic. Meet me on the high point. They are coming.” I didn’t need to say anything more. Risha nodded in understanding, not a moment passing before she shot ropes of green from her fingers, each powerful strand of magic attaching to one of the Skȓíteks, one of the survivors who traveled with us.
The poor, undertrained Chosen screamed in fear as the power moved into them, connecting them to her in a tether they could not break. Risha’s grating yell of exertion followed her into the air, her powerful magic forcing a wind to swirl and move as it swept her and her charges up and up, away from the battle. Away from the danger this city always provided. Away from me and what I was about to do.
I couldn’t even wait to verify their ascent.
Standing, leering at my fathers men who continued to move through the alleys, right to the lone man standing amidst destruction and death. I could see their anger, see their intent. And so, I let mine free. Let the temper, the anger, the magic free.
Free from the carefully crafted cage I always kept it locked in.
It moved, right into the monsters that surrounded me. Attack after attack felling man, woman and tiny, winged beasts. Everything was illuminated as I stood, surrounded by death. Heart racing, muscles tensing, when out of nowhere, a scream I recognized broke through the death, broke through the light, broke through the battle I was trapped in.
She was screaming. I could feel her fear, hear her cries as she lay, miles from me, trapped in one of the many nightmares her sight had plagued her with for the past few months. Our connection opened up within me as I fought, my magic swelled, her fear ripping through me in agony, in an emotional prison that, even if I hadn’t been preoccupied, I couldn’t have saved her from.
Listening to her scream as I continued to fight, my chest constricting painfully, attacks continuing to move away from me, her magic continuing to move into me, strengthening me, filling me, controlling me in dangerous waves of frightening ability.
Joclyn’s magic supercharged my own past what I was capable of, the darkness and terror of her sight pulling my magic into a deadly concoction that fell one after another, many of them turning to nothing more than smoke and faded memories.

Thanks for stopping by and be sure to visit Rebecca Ethington tomorrow for the final excerpt in the first chapter in Dawn of Ash and if you didn't get a chance to read the previous expert be sure to head over to The Seraphine Muse!!

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