Audrey’s Cimmerian Tales Book Club

Shards_Cover_small_2One of the perks of having a sister who is also a writer, is that she lets me read her books before their officially debut… Well, sometimes she does if I ask her over and over and over. I kept asking about Shards and finally she gave in…

The thing about this book is I kinda feel like its proud aunt. I had almost nothing to do with its creation (besides the prodding “Hey, Kit. When are you going to finish that angel book?”) and I’m not responsible for it at all, but I’m more than willing to show it off and take full credit for its awesomeness. Years ago when I read the first draft, I was blown away by how intrigued I was with the world Kit was creating. Truth is, I love a good romance like its nobody’s business (Don’t even get me started on Emma and Captain Hook) and my sister has occasionally teased me about this fact but she had me read Shards because she wanted my opinion on the romantic aspects of the book. Needless to say I gave her a big thumbs up and then anxiously waited for years for her to finish her novel.

Shards walks that line between Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance in a way that appeals to fans of either genre. It has action, it has romance, and it has an amazingly squished together Angel/Greek/Norse/Etc. fantasy element that weaves together so well that I can’t tell where the research stops and Kit’s ideas begin (in that good way that draws you into a world that you totally buy into). Eva Martinez is just trying to finish her religious studies degree before her mom guilts her into coming home, when Michael saves her life. There’s definitely a spark between them, but Eva needs to focus on her studies and upcoming trip to research her thesis. Turns out Michael knows a lot about her major, but there’s a lot he’s not telling her too. Will Eva discover the truth about herself before it’s too late? Guess you’ll have to read to find out…

Shards will be coming out December first and will be available from Turtleduck Press. I can’t wait to hear what you think!

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Happy Cimmerween! From Julie

Cimmerween!

Feathers

Attilles warned me of the destruction the leggers would bring to the land. As I fly south, smoke from their dying fires chokes me. The sky is still deep gray, though if I squint I can see the hairy sleeping bundles. I have a few more hours to find his body before they wake.

I left the roost yesterday evening when Threnody, the hen from Kouhmar settlement, told me Attilles was dead. His blood feather is in the pouch around my neck. When I try to picture Attilles, Threnody’s gray face looms before me instead, and her words:

“He seduced me. I didn’t know he had your feather, Rai.”

She tried to touch my hand, and I nearly slashed her with the knife I’d readied for myself. Instead, I left. A warrior’s body should be cremated, so the soul can fly…

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“El Petó de la Mort” by Jaume Barba Inspires Julie

El Petó de la Mort by Jaume Barba

El Petó de la Mort by Jaume Barba

Bone White

I’m cradling him in my arms, but at my touch he shrinks away, though his breath comes in shallow, pained gasps. I thought I saw a glimmer of recognition when he first beheld me, then terror. I winged out of the ether, calling his name—a croak, a breeze, a grinding of bone against bone in this deathly form of mine. There he was, beautiful as ever, at the edge of the lake.

His eyes, blue as its waters, begin to cloud. His leg is twisted beneath him. He rests on a pile of stones at the bottom of the incline where he fell, in his panic.

“Cassius,” he groans, and though I no longer have the faculty to feel warmth, to feel anything, I can imagine that my heart would surge at the sound of my name.

I brush aside the hair that has fallen across his forehead and he winces, tosses his head.

“Be gone,” he says, and blood wells between his lips.

I came to bid him farewell, for I feared he had forgotten me. I was wrong, and I see now that I’ve sealed his fate, too. continue reading…