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Book Tour: ‘Ancient Tales and Legends Series’ by Cheryl Carpinello

“Unforgettable Characters… Ancient Mysteries Solved… Time-Defying Travel… A Teen / YA / Historical Fiction Must Read… “

Ancient Tales and Legends Series by Cheryl Carpinello

Title: Tutankhamen Speaks
Author: Cheryl Carpinello
Publisher: Beyond Today Educator
Pages: 81
Genre: Teen / YA / Ancient Egypt Historical Fiction


From over 3000 years ago comes the voice of the Boy King.
Scrolls found buried in the basement of the Egyptian Museum. Transcribed in an ancient hand. Record the words of King Tut for all to read.
Tutankhamen answers all of the lingering questions, including the big one.
Discover the real story behind this famous pharaoh. Transport yourself back to an Ancient Egypt filled with mystery, magic, and danger!


Growing up in Akhet-Aten

From the time I was able to walk, I had the run of our palace. Usually it was just me and Ankhesenpaaten. We played the normal childhood games.  We would run through the palace chasing and hiding from each other. The gardens and the pools were great places to hide. All too often one of us would fall into one of the pools as we raced by. Then we would move the game outside into the heat so that our clothes would dry. In Egypt’s heat, it didn’t take long. [missing text]

Sailing toy boats

When I was small, palace carpenters made me toy boats. Sometimes these were made to resemble the barges that would carry crops and animals down and up the Nile from one settlement to another. Some were fully outfitted royal barges complete with sails and the poles used when the barge was moving up river. I started playing with these in the palace pools. Later, as I got better at loading them and maneuvering them, I would find a place near the palace where the Nile ran slower. There I would dig out canals for the boats to float in. Sometimes Ankhesenpaaten would help me. One time we had so many canals built that it took all afternoon for our crop barges and the royal barges to enter into the canal system and then sail through and re-enter the Nile. I loved those days with Ankhesenpaaten and the Nile.


In the evenings we would play Senet. My sisters and I became skilled Senet players, and our games would often last late into the night. My favorite were the casting sticks.


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Author: Cheryl Carpinello
Publisher: Silver Quill Publishing
Pages: 189
Genre: Teen / YA / Ancient Egypt Historical Fiction


A grandmother’s gift usually bring happiness. Rosa’s gift: a very different story. Hearing the dead alienated her from classmates. Not good for a 15-year-old.

Many times very insistent, the dead cared little for her surroundings. They even bothered her in class. Dates? Forget that.

Then one day, he shows up in her room. An old dead guy. A really old famous dead guy. In living human form!

Thrilling story of battling good and evil in an ancient world.


Excerpt from Chapter 11 of Sons of the Sphinx by Cheryl Carpinello

A well-traveled dirt road leads back into the valley formed by the hills on either side. Although not high by my experience, rising up from the sandy floor, the Theban Hills are impressive. Jagged crevices run up and down the sides of the hills, and in many places, man-made square arches can be seen. The Tombs of the Pharaohs. I’m walking in the footsteps of an ancient people. How cool.

I hurry to catch up with him. A mistake, sweat stings my eyes and grit scrapes my cheek when I wipe my face. My shirt is sticking to me by the time I come even with him. Does Re never find a cloud to hide behind? Did I say Re? Now I’m starting to think as an Egyptian. Good grief. Must be the heat. There is no shade anywhere. Like a shimmering mirage on a hot highway, the heat rises in waves off the barren hillsides. No trees can withstand this burning furnace. The only shelter exists under the entrances to the tombs.

Tut hurries ahead, but I may never get here again, so I take my time. We pass one entrance, and I walk over closer to it. Heavy wooden doors covered in hieroglyphs bar the way. Ancient rope—rough, scratchy, and strong—twisted around the door handles and knotted tight, holds them closed. On the right door handle there is a clump of mud molded like those wax seals used on letters. It covers the handle and the rope. Symbols are pressed into it. 

“Tut, what is this for and what does it say?”

He hurries over, curious. 

“Why the rope and this lump of mud?”

“Lump of mud? Oh Roosa, you are looking at the Necropolis Seal placed here by the priests. That it is still here means that the tomb is intact. No one has entered since the burial.”

“Does the seal say whose tomb this is? Is it a pharaoh?”

“No, not a pharaoh. Here.” He points to a set of hieroglyphs. “These state that this is the tomb of the dignitary Ramose.” He pauses. “I remember hearing stories about him when I was young. He was the governor of Thebes during Thutmosis IV’s time.”

“Do all the tombs carry this seal?”

“Yes, but even in my reign, it was becoming difficult to keep the tombs sealed. Thieves continually broke in to steal the property of the dead.”

“Tomb robbers.”

“Yes. When they were caught, their hands were chopped off.”

I gasp at such horrible consequences.

“You are shocked. I understand that in your time, there does not exist an undisturbed tomb here.” He waves his hand around the entire valley. “Who are these people who think they have the right to touch a Pharaoh of Egypt, even a dead one? They disturb our sacred resting places and steal the items left for our journey into the afterlife. May they all be cursed along with their families.”

I stand beside him, my mouth agape. Up to now, Tut has been determined in his mission, angry at Horemheb, but he hasn’t lost his composure. Until now. I try to find words to soothe him.

“They only want the world to know about the pharaohs of ancient Egypt. How magnificent they were. How they lived.”

He turns on me. “You don’t learn about a people by stealing what is sacred to them. In my time and yours, they are nothing more than common tomb robbers!”

“Scholars have shared what they learned. They search for knowledge. I learned about you from the artifacts in the exhibit.”

“Harrumph! What do you and they know? Nothing. Nothing at all! All you do is seek the treasures and the gold to make yourselves rich.” He spits in the dirt. “You wouldn’t know wealth if you were buried in it. Tomb robbers, the whole lot.”

He stomps away almost at a run, propelled by his anger. I hurry to keep up with him. We round a bend and to the left a small path winds up a cliff and then disappears. His chest heaves with ragged breaths and he’s actually vibrating he’s so enraged.

“We aren’t all like that, you know.” I whisper, wanting to avoid a harsh response. “Some of us understand that true wealth comes from within, from one’s heart, from love for others, and from respect for family.” I pause. “Some of us do.”

He says nothing; he doesn’t turn to look at me, but his breathing slows; his fingers unclench.



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Cheryl Carpinello taught high school English for 25 years. During that time, she worked with numerous students who didn’t like to read for a variety of reasons. However, she discovered that even the most reluctant readers became engaged in the classroom and in reading when she introduced units on King Arthur and the works of ancient world writers. Upon retiring, she set out to write fast-paced, action-filled stories in these setting to encourage young readers to read more. When not writing, you can find her reading, spending time with family, and traveling.

“In 2008, my husband and I spent three weeks traveling around Egypt via train and visiting all those magnificent archeological sites. Since we returned home, Egypt has never been far from my thoughts. I truly believe that I left part of my soul in that ancient land. To satisfy my longing to return, I wrote Sons of the Sphinx and Tutankhamen Speaks.





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Blog Tour: ‘The Vicomte’s Prize’ by Patrica Bates

Title: The Vicomte’s Prize

Author: Patrica Bates

Publisher: Champagne Book Group (August 30, 2021)

Releases on: August 30, 2021

Genre: Historical Romance

Language: English


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When his younger brother is summoned to Versailles, Vicomte Frederique de la Tour decides to intervene and takes his place. King Louis’s XV court is stunned when instead of a lad, the legendary spy, known to his underworld associates only as The Wolf arrives.

Lady in Waiting Hélène d’Ètoilles’ life has been serene: Serve Her Majesty the Queen of France with grace and obedience. Now her life and her sense of self are in turmoil when she discovers she’s been gifted to a nobleman for his family’s loyalty and years of service. No longer a lady in waiting to the Queen of France, she’s thrown into a world of subterfuge and passion, of lust and power.

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A soft rapping at her door pulled Hélène from a light sleep. She rolled over and squinted at the faint light filtering through the curtains into the room. Yawning, she tossed the covers back and reached to strike a match and light a candle. 

With the flickering flame offering more light, she turned to greet the unexpected visitor. “Yes?” 

“Hélène?” The door opened a crack and Elisabeth, another of the queen’s ladies, stuck her head in the door. “May I come in?” The young woman’s round, pixie like face was filled with expectation. 

Unwilling to crush the girl’s hope, Hélène ignored the enticement of her bed and sleep and nodded. “Of course.” She pushed her hair from her face and sat up. She smoothed the covers over her lap and rushed to light another tall candle. “You are up late.” 

“Non, early. ʼTis nearly six in the morning.” Elisabeth scurried over to perch on the edge of the bed. “I have heard a rumor.” She smoothed the fabric of her peach-colored skirts over her knees and crossed her ankles. 

“Oh?” Elisabeth leaned forward as though to whisper a secret she’d not want revealed to anyone. Hélène felt a moment’s irritation at the girl’s actions, they were alone within the chamber and no one would hear them unless they cried out. 

“I have heard that the king has taken you for a mistress. Her Majesty is quite heartbroken about it. She favors you, you know.” 

Hélène choked at the words. She could feel the color bleach from her face and shook her head. “Non, ʼtis not true. I have no lover.” She nearly gagged on the lie, only to push aside the guilt. It was the truth. She had no lover even if the king himself found one suitable for her. Her bed was still empty. 

“But Lady Kitty said she saw you leaving the king’s chambers yesterday after a lengthy visit.” Elisabeth wrung her hands, a frown pulling her delicate brows together. “‘Tis no shame in being the king’s lover; it’s considered quite an honor. Why, just last week Mademoiselle Beauchièr was boasting of her father’s intent to give her to the king.” 

“I promise you, that falsehood holds no water. I was with our beloved king and his mistress, Lady de Boucher. He has a nobleman coming in two days and has decided I am to entertain the young man. He was instructing me in my duties,” she explained, hoping her friend wouldn’t notice the flush on her cheeks.

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Canadian author Patricia Bates writes dark and edgy historical and contemporary suspense romances. Because to bleed is to survive, but it’s by loving that we truly live.

She has two Best Sellers under her belt for Champagne Book Group and Beachwalk Press.

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Book Tour: ‘High Rise Love’ by Angelina Kerner

High Rise Love  

by Angelina Kerner  

Genre: Sweet Romantic Comedy, Chick Lit  

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A weekend getaway from family and work. Only one fear- an elevator. 
Lana Tanner decides that it’s time to woman up, because that view from the ridiculously expensive roof, twenty-five stories up should help with a break. Pulling up her big girl panties and embracing her fear she gets on that elevator, only to get stuck, her worst fear coming true. Can the handsome stranger she’s stuck with help her overcome her fears and will anything come of it?  




Lucas: This meeting’s way too boring. What are you up to, love?

Me: Do you like reindeer?

Lucas: Thanksgiving’s been over for days, so I guess it’s reindeer season.

Me: LOL, yeah it is. But do you like them?

Lucas: I always feel sad for Grandma.

Me: Are you talking about that reindeer song? 

It’s not really an answer, hon. 

Lucas: You called me hon. Okay, if you like reindeer, I like reindeer. 

Me: Okay. You’re so not helpful. 

“Miss? Are you ready to check out?” the cashier grabbed my attention.

“Sorry! Yes, please, thank you,” I replied fast and piled my items on the conveyor belt. “I would also like a bag. Thank you.”

“Not a problem,” she replied and started scanning. “Oh, I love the tie. I bought a similar one for my husband. It’s going to be a hit when the holiday parties start.”

“That’s good. I’ve been debating on getting it the whole line,” I admitted. 

She gave me a cheeky look. “New boyfriend?”

I blushed. “Something like that. It’s very new.”

“Congratulations, girlfriend. Reel him in with gifts and home-cooked meals. Men like that.”

I laughed. “Well, Mom did teach me how to cook well so I have that going for me. But, isn’t it supposed to be the opposite? The man showering the girl with gifts?”

The cashier winked. “Honey. No way. Men love gifts. They are like teddy bears. They may look hard on the outside, but inside they can cry at Ironman’s death, too.”

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ANGELINA KERNER is an author of paranormal and lighthearted romance. She’s the wife of a photographer/physicist, and the mother of a cute little toddler, but she’s also been a dancer, a psychologist, an anthropologist, a geographer, a dreamer, and an adventurer. She does her best writing while being bothered by her cats, taking care of her son, in dressing rooms while waiting for family to try on clothing, and at home in sunny California. Angelina loves to play goddess-dragon matchmaker, transporting readers to a place where young goddesses have lovable flaws, the Fates plan to dethrone, the universe is endless and untamed, and dragons roam free! She also loves to write carefree romance where one can finish reading with a smile. 

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Release Tour: ‘Whiskey and Sunset Nights’ by T.L. Anderson

Grayson Pierce is struggling as a single dad but he’s doing the best he can in his new normal, until feelings for his late wife’s best friend, Lily Dean start to grow more than expected. Can they work through their loss together while falling in love with each other? Readers will swoon for this second chance romance featuring a sexy widower. Fall in love with your next book boyfriend with Whiskey and Sunset Nights by T. L. Anderson, the next book in the Single Dad’s Romance series.

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After losing the love of his life to cancer, Grayson Pierce finds himself struggling with his new normal as a single dad. Moving back home to southern Minnesota with his five-year-old daughter Ella, feels like the only option to keep his sanity.

Living on his family farm, he spends his days taking care of Ella and running his construction company – working small jobs to keep his mind off things. Until Lily Dean shows up in his kitchen.


Losing her best friend to cancer was the worst thing that could have happened to her. Having Ella and Grayson back in her hometown, keeps the memories of her friend burning in her mind.

Spending her days running her own bookstore, Lily takes Ella under her wing, allowing her to explore the world of books and helping her cope with the loss of her mother. But then, there’s Grayson.

He’s her best friend’s husband, or was.

With each passing day, Lily and Grayson find their once casual friendship slowly flourishing into something more. 

Can they work through their respective loss and let love in or are they destined for nothing more than a few shots of whiskey and sunset nights?

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My dad takes a sip of his coffee, listening intently as Ella tells him about all the stops her and Uncle Ash took. Apparently, they stopped at a rest stop that had a gigantic rubber band ball in a case, and it had over 3,000 rubber bands wrapped around it. “That’s pretty neat there, kid. I bet it was fun taking all those stops with Uncle Ash. Did you see any animals while you were driving here?” Dad asks her.

    “We did!” She looks at her hands, her eyebrows drawn down as she counts off her fingers. “We saw cows and pigs. Oh, and horses!”

   “Don’t forget the llama,” Asher chimes in as he enters the kitchen. I glance up at him while taking a sip of my coffee and freeze mid-sip as I see who’s standing next to him. My heart races as my stomach drops out.

    “Hey there, Gray.” Lily Dean stands before me.

     My heart stops as I see the only other woman who can shatter me to pieces again. Something inside of me wants to let her. Seeing her makes me feel something besides numbness. Something raw and visceral.

     Her brown hair hangs down her back in thick curls, and her blue eyes are hesitant as she stands off to the side of Asher with her hands clasped in front of her. She’s wearing a pair of cutoff jean shorts and a plain white T-shirt, which makes her tanned skin pop.

     Asher walks over to Ella, picking her up and placing her on his shoulders. “Come on, kid, let’s go see your new room.” Without another word, they head out of the kitchen.

     My dad pushes up from his seat, coffee mug still in hand. “I’m going to go help them before they cause too much chaos.” He stops next to Lily and kisses her on the cheek in a fatherly way. “It’s good to see you, Lils.”

    She breaks eye contact with me to look at my dad, her gaze filled with gratitude. “Good to see you too, Mr. Pierce.”

    “I told you call me Jack. You’re not the scraggly little ten year old anymore. We’re all friends here,” Dad calls out as he disappears from the room.

    “Lily,” I breathe out. The last time I saw her was at Missy’s funeral. Lily and Missy were inseparable. She’d come and visit us out east every year and stay for a few weeks, and she and Missy would stay up late to catch up on gossip from back home. When she showed up to the funeral, it felt like my heart was being ripped out yet again. It was always Missy and Lily. So how am I supposed to look at her now without seeing the absence of my dead wife?

    She clears her throat while shifting from one foot to the other. “I didn’t mean to intrude. I was just stopping by to drop your dad off some old truck manuals I found for him. He’s been fixing up that old 1972 Chevy parked in the garage. It needs a lot of work, but I think he’ll get it running again soon.” She’s rambling on about the truck, and all I can do is stare at her. “Anyways, so I didn’t realize you’d be here today. I mean I knew you were coming back home, but I didn’t know it was today. I better get going so you all can get settled in.” She fiddles with the hem of her shirt, a nervous habit she’s had since she was a kid.

  “It’s fine. Stay for dinner with us.” My mouth blurts out the invitation before my brain can think through if this is a good idea or bad.

  Her eyes widen. “Oh no, I can’t intrude. Ella needs time to get comfortable, and I’m sure she’ll want to spend time with Jack.”

  Just at that moment Ella comes running into the room. “Lily, if you stay for dinner, we can have a tea party after!” She squeals with excitement as she puts her hand in Lily’s catching her off guard.

     Lily looks between Ella and me. I can see the conflict written in her features as she tries to keep her distance from me, but also not let Ella down. “Oh Ells, I’d love to…”

  Before she can say anything else I cut her off, “Perfect. Ell, go wash up and you can help me and Lily cook some dinner. How about hotdogs and burgers on the grill?”

  She starts jumping up and down. “Yay! I’ll be right back. Don’t start without me!” she yells while running down the hall to the bathroom.

Lily doesn’t move. She bites her lip between her bottom teeth before speaking. “I don’t want to be a burden, Gray. I don’t want to replace…”

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T. L. Anderson currently lives in Wisconsin where it’s freezing cold in the winter and has five months of enjoyable weather year round. Her house is filled with constant chaos between her teenage daughter and infant son, two rambunctious dogs, a stubborn cat, and guinea pigs that keep her and her husband on their toes.

Since the age of three, she has loved reading and creating her own stories in her mind. Now her passion has developed into a career. After earning a certificate from the Children’s Institute of Literature she decided it was time to put the multiple characters in her head onto paper so she can share their stories with the world.

She’s the author of multiple novels which include new adult, romantic suspense, and paranormal reverse harem.

She has a slight obsession with doughnuts, coffee, and dinosaurs. When she’s not writing you can find her lurking on social media looking for new books to read, taking care of her mini-zoo at home, or having her nose stuck in a book.

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Blog Tour: ‘Royal Spy’ by Heather Frost

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Title: Royal Spy

Fate of Eyrinthia – Book 2

Author: Heather Frost

Genre: YA Fantasy Romance

Release Date: 20th May 2021

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A DECOY recruited to be a spy.

A PRINCE compelled to become an assassin.

A SERJAH pressured by an unwanted crown.

A WORLD covered in shadows.

Mere months ago, Clare was just a kitchen maid. Now, she is a decoy for Princess Serene and a novice spy, caught in the royal family’s web of secrets. While journeying to Mortise to finalize the princess’s betrothal to Serjah Desfan, Clare lives for the stolen moments she has with Bennick, the bodyguard who is quickly claiming her heart. But when a notorious assassin is hired to kill her, Clare’s life and the alliance hang in the balance.

In Ryden, Grayson prepares to leave for Mortise with his brother, Liam. Their orders are to ignite a war between their enemies, and Grayson has been tasked with assassinating Princess Serene. It may cost his soul, but he is ready to comply, as long as he gets something in return: freedom for Mia, the girl he loves. But the more time he spends with his brother, the more he begins to wonder if Liam is what Grayson wishes he had the courage to be . . . a traitor.

Desfan feels trapped. By his disapproving council, his impending marriage to a stranger, and the imminent arrival of enemy princes who may not want the peace they profess. When a dangerous drug threatens his people, Desfan jumps at the chance to rely on his swords instead of politics. But his investigation uncovers more than he bargained for—a plot that may destroy Mortise from within.

Eyrinthia hovers on the edge of war. Spies. Rebels. Traitors. All must choose a side.

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Bennick is a royal bodyguard, prepared for anything—except Clare Ellington. THE DECOY AND THE BODYGUARD follows Bennick and Clare during their first day together, but from Bennick’s POV. Of course, things go terribly wrong . . .


“You’re looking better.”Grayson glanced over his shoulder and saw Liam approaching. He quickly folded Mia’s drawing and tucked it into his pocket.

His older brother did not struggle with life at sea. His legs didn’t falter and he didn’t get sick. In fact, he seemed happier with every hour that took them further from Ryden. And while Grayson’s skin burned and peeled, Liam’s tanned face almost glowed.

Liam reached the side of the ship and leaned back on the rail beside Grayson. “I’d say you might be back to your old self, but you’ve been quiet since leaving home.” He flashed a grin. “Well, when you aren’t retching.”

Grayson tightened his hold on the rail when the ship crested a wave and then dropped. His gut churned and he clenched his teeth. The only consolation was that when he gripped the rail now, his hand had healed enough that it didn’t flare with agony. The scars were already forming, slightly raised in the middle of his palm and on the back of his hand. There didn’t seem to be any permanent damage, thank the fates. Just two more scars on his body. A physical reminder of what he had already sacrificed for Mia.

“Sorry.” Liam folded his arms, still leaning easily against the rail. “You do seem to be doing better, though.”

“A little,” he admitted.

“Are you feeling well enough to resume our lessons? I still have much to teach you.”

Liam had been imparting all sorts of knowledge, helping Grayson hone skills that would be useful in Mortise—including the spy language. The covert sign language was a minimalistic way to communicate; a flick or tap of the finger, the occasional twist of a wrist. It could all be done with one hand, and the movements were small, concise, and a trick to do with gloves. But Grayson could see the appeal of having such a language, so he had dutifully practiced until the motions came more smoothly. He had a hard time catching the meaning when Liam moved quickly, though.

“I also thought we could go over some poisons that Mortisian assassins seem particularly fond of,” Liam added. “Just in case.”

Another roll of the ship had Grayson searching for the horizon. Fates, he hated the sea. “Maybe tomorrow.”

Liam chuckled. “Very well.” He glanced across the deck. “Looks like we’ll get some entertainment.”

Grayson followed Liam’s gaze to where a cluster of soldiers had gathered. The guards were drawing swords, preparing to mock fight. Sailors crept closer to watch, placing bets on the guards they thought would win.

“You could kill any of them, couldn’t you?”

Grayson shot his brother a look. “Why do you ask?”

Liam shrugged a shoulder, still looking at the gathered men. “I suppose it wasn’t really a question. More of an observation.” He eyed Grayson. “You really are a legend, you know. And not just in Ryden.”

Grayson’s gut knotted. He told himself it was from the ship’s rocking, and not the memories that assailed him. All the times he had made arrests, pulled families apart, overseen executions—killed.

Or when he had willingly become the Black Hand so he could threaten his father.

When he’d cut a blade into Tyrell’s skin purely because he could.

Grayson knew Liam was waiting for some response. He cleared his throat. “You sound like Father.”

The corner of Liam’s mouth twitched. “You mean prideful and possessive with a touch of insanity?”

He wasn’t used to hearing King Henri insulted; not that he disagreed with his brother’s assessment. “You seem happier since leaving Ryden,” he commented.

“I’m not sure happiness is an emotion we’re suited for.” Liam fingered his bearded jaw. “But it’s freeing to be away. For me, anyway. It seems to disagree with you. Thus my reason for wandering over here—you look pensive. Maybe even upset.”

“I don’t like sailing.”

Liam almost smiled. “The whole ship has heard how violently you hate it—several times a day. You’re wasting away, little brother.”

“I’m fine.”

“I’ll try to fold my mothering instincts away, then.”

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Heather Frost writes mostly YA fiction and has a soft spot for tortured characters, breath-stealing romance, and happy endings. She is the author of the Seers trilogy and the Fate of Eyrinithia series. She has a BS in Creative Writing and a minor in Folklore, which means she got to read fairy tales and ghost stories and call it homework. When she’s not writing, Heather likes to read, travel, and hold Lord of the Rings movie marathons. She owns two typewriters, sings in the car, and dreams of living in a castle someday. She currently lives in a beautiful valley surrounded by towering mountains in Utah. To learn more about Heather and her books, visit her website:

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