HOPE
by
Sam Rook
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BLURB:
The
winged knights—magically altered humans—are the only ones
defending the portal from Av'lor to Earth. With defeat imminent, they
find an unlikely source of hope in software engineer, Kathryn.
Kathryn
doubts her life could get any worse after the death of her mother and
daughter. She realizes her mistake after she arrives on Av'lor with
only part of her house and hungry creatures looking for their next
meal. Once the knights bring her under their protection, she
discovers their angry commander is far from welcoming.
Sir
Lanclor, Commander of the Knighthood, lives with the curse of
betrayal. While the treachery occurred lifetimes before, few see past
his guarded shell to the grim man beneath. Barely holding the
Knighthood together, his grip tightens when Kathryn joins their
ranks. Her stubbornness and surprising strength not only energizes
the knights, but also makes Sir Lanclor question his self-imposed
isolation.
With
the approach of an invading army, Kathryn and Sir Lanclor must find a
way to end centuries of war and save two worlds.
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Excerpt:
"That
reminds me. The Ball of Remembrance is coming up in a few weeks. We
should go together."
"A
ball? You mean with dancing and stuff?" Kathryn remembered some
of the best times in her life on a dance floor.
"Yes.
Don’t sound so surprised. In the middle of a war, this is one of
the few times we can relieve stress. You have to go. There’ll be
dancing, singing, drinking and a ton of food. Everyone tends to relax
their guard a little, maybe get a little…friendly, if you know what
I mean?" Elena’s smile was infectious.
"Wait.
They’re not going to be having sex on the dance floor, are they?"
"Kate,
men of Av’lor aren’t like that. They’ll at least take us
someplace private." Elena’s laugh made Kathryn smile and
eventually join in.
"I
think it would be a little awkward. I don’t know what any of the
other knights look like beneath their armor. What if I hooked up with
someone I work with every day? That would make things a little
strained during drill the next day." An officer would be even
more awkward. Sir Garrent or Sir Lanclor. Even worse, what if it was
Jakara? Knife training would have a whole new meaning.
"Oh,
rank is suspended for the one day and it’s pretty anonymous.
Everyone’s wings will be the same color. License to party."
Elena laughed and started thrusting her hips towards the bathtub with
a sponge in one hand and a bottle of cleaner in the other.
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AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
Sam Rook
lives in Vermont with her husband and two children. Her passion for
fantasy novels began in high school with her desire to write
following shortly thereafter. Software engineer by day, fantasy
author by night, she strives to give her readers a chance to enjoy
worlds that transport them away from the stress of everyday life.
Website:
http://www.samrook.com/
Author
Central page:
http://www.amazon.com/Sam-Rook/e/B00BPY857A/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
Amazon
link:
http://www.amazon.com/Hope-Knights-Avlor-Book-1-ebook/dp/B00BPIE1OW/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
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