Title: Lore: Tales of Myth and Legend
Retold (Anthology)
Release Date: 03/2014
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A collection of six folklore
retellings that will twist your mind and claim your heart.
SHIMMER: A heartbroken boy rescues a mermaid... but is it too late to save her?
BETWEEN is about a girl, a genie, and a ton of bad decisions.
SUNSET MOON: Eloise doesn't believe in Native American magic--until the dreamcatcher spiders spin her down an unknown path.
THE MAKER: An incapacitated young man bent on revenge builds a creature to do it for him.
A BEAUTIFUL MOURNING: The story of a Maya goddess torn between duty and love, and the ultimate sacrifice she must make to achieve true happiness.
THE BARRICADES: When a human girl risks everything to save the life of an Eternal prince, will their feelings for each other change the world they know, or tear it apart?
SHIMMER: A heartbroken boy rescues a mermaid... but is it too late to save her?
BETWEEN is about a girl, a genie, and a ton of bad decisions.
SUNSET MOON: Eloise doesn't believe in Native American magic--until the dreamcatcher spiders spin her down an unknown path.
THE MAKER: An incapacitated young man bent on revenge builds a creature to do it for him.
A BEAUTIFUL MOURNING: The story of a Maya goddess torn between duty and love, and the ultimate sacrifice she must make to achieve true happiness.
THE BARRICADES: When a human girl risks everything to save the life of an Eternal prince, will their feelings for each other change the world they know, or tear it apart?
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ABOUT THE AUTHORS
Brinda Berry
Brinda Berry lives in the southern US
with her family and two spunky cairn terriers. She's terribly fond of
chocolate, coffee, and books that take her away from reality. She doesn't
mind being called a geek or “crazy dog lady”. When she's not working the day job
or writing a novel, she's guilty of surfing the internet for no good
Find Brinda at www.brindaberry.com .
Karen Y. Bynum
Dragons, unicorns, genies…oh my! NA/YA
author, coffee-lover, olive-hater, tea-drinker, music-listener. Random becomes
me. Easily distrac— Blog
Laura Diamond
Laura Diamond is a board certified
psychiatrist and multi-published author of all things young adult paranormal,
dystopian, and horror. When she’s not writing, she is working at the hospital,
blogging at Author Laura Diamond--Lucid Dreamer,
and renovating her 225+ year old fixer-upper mansion.
Jayne A. Knolls
Jayne A. Knolls lives and works in New
York City. The Maker is her first published work of New Adult Fiction.
Jayne can reached at JAKnolls@optonline.net
Theresa
DaLayne
My name is Theresa DaLayne and I’m a new
adult author with Bloomsbury Spark, an amazing digital imprint of Bloomsbury
publishing. Website
Cate Dean
Hi there - thanks for checking in. My
name is Cate Dean, and I write romantic suspense and paranormal, with some
action packed YA paranormal and fantasy thrown in. I love to write, and I have
been doing it most of my life. I've made up stories in my head for as long as I
can remember, and I am thrilled to be able to write them down and share them
with you. If you want to be the first to know when the next book is released,
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EXCERPT
The Barricades by Cate Dean:
Daniel Reed fought for his life.
But he knew, even as he ducked the blow
meant for his face, that the three boys who dragged him out here wouldn’t stop
until he lay bleeding at their feet.
He decided to make it as difficult as
possible.
“Is that the best you can do, Mandore?”
Tomas Hurdy, the obvious instigator, taunted the tall boy who had just taken
the swing at Daniel. “My baby sister can throw a better punch.”
I
bet she can. Daniel stumbled backward over ground
left ridged by the terra machines.
Hurdy probably came out of the womb
punching.
Hurdy barreled toward Daniel, all two
hundred plus pounds of him. Daniel waited until the last possible moment and
leaped sideways. Hurdy roared past him, tripped on a rock hard ridge and
slammed face first into the dirt.
Daniel spun around, knowing that
retaliation would be swift, and probably fatal—and ran smack into his third
tormentor. Trevor Harp—someone he thought was his friend.
Before he could escape Trevor grabbed
his right arm and wrenched it up behind his back. The pain nearly doubled him.
“Good job, Trev.” Hurdy dusted off his
shirt as he stood. “Now hold him still.”
Through a blur of pain Daniel saw the
long, curved knife appear in Hurdy’s right hand. Panic lent him strength and he
struggled to free himself. Trevor tightened his grip, caught Daniel’s left
wrist, leaving him completely defenseless.
Hurdy buried the knife in Daniel’s left
arm, just below the elbow. He screamed, agony exploding through him. The knife
was iron—and would keep him from healing the wound himself.
“Shut him up!” Hurdy hissed. Trevor
obeyed and let go of Daniel’s right arm, reaching up to cover his mouth. The
returning blood flow was a small pain compared to the fire raging down his left
arm. Hurdy followed with the blade, opening his forearm to the wrist.
“That’s a good start.”
Daniel screamed again when Hurdy yanked
out the knife. Blood poured down his hand, pooled on the hard packed dirt. What
was left of his strength ran out with the blood and he collapsed against
Trevor.
“I think that’s enough,” Trevor said,
his voice quiet. He let go of Daniel’s mangled arm and caught him around the
waist, holding him upright. “We were not told to kill him, Tom.”
“Well, I guess the rabble got carried
away. Walk now, Trev, if you don’t have the stomach. I’m going to cut on him a
while, make up some for what his dad took from mine.”
Daniel swallowed, heart pounding. Hurdy
Senior had stolen from Father, lied about it, and been punished severely. Now
he was about to pay for the rash decision to make the older Hurdy an example.
Mandore moved in, clenching and
unclenching his fists. “Tom, I don’t think—”
Hurdy turned on him. “You losing your
nerve too?” Daniel knew he wasn’t meant to survive this—not with Hurdy using
iron on him, and throwing around names. Names Daniel recognized. “Wouldn’t you
do the same if you had the chance? Self-righteous bastard had no call—”
“She did not authorize this,” Trevor
said.
“Just shut your mouth!” Hurdy raised the
bloody knife, the point inches from Trevor’s face. Trevor flinched, but he
didn’t pull away. “You hear me, Trev—I’m in charge. She put me in charge—”
“Why?” Daniel’s raw whisper cut through
the tirade.
Hurdy smiled, and instead of using the
knife again, he flipped the pendant Daniel wore out of the way and dug the
sharp edge of his garnet signet ring into the left side of Daniel’s chest.
Daniel tried to jerk away. One hand fisted
in his hair, halted his retreat.
“Since you’ll be dead,” Hurdy tightened
his grip, “you don’t need to know.”
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