About
the Book
Title:
Spell Breaker
Author:
Joni Parker
Genre:
Fantasy
After Lady Alexin
(Alex) breaks the spell around Seaward Isle, the inhabitants can
leave the island for the first time in a thousand years. At long
last, the Elves and Dwarves can return home to Eledon, while the
mortals are given the opportunity to stay or leave through a portal
to the mortal world. Alex chooses to stay with her Elf family only
to be involved in a mission to rid the Elf World of its most
notorious criminal, Sawgrass. Alex must eliminate him before he
implements his plan to kill her Water Elf family and take over
Eledon.
Author
Bio
Born
in Chicago, Illinois, Joni left with her family when she was eight
and lived for four years in Japan. Upon return to the States, she
and her family moved to Phoenix, Arizona. She graduated from
Camelback High School and attended Arizona State University until she
dropped out and joined the Navy. After three years as a
Photographer’s Mate, she got out of the Navy, married a career
sailor, and returned to college completing a bachelor’s and
master’s degree at the University of West Florida in Pensacola,
Florida. She returned to the Navy as a commissioned officer and
retired with over twenty-two years of service. While active duty,
she was selected to attend the U.S. Army Command and General Staff
College and attained a Master of Military Arts and Sciences degree.
After her retirement, she traveled the country with her husband in a
motorhome until he passed away. Joni returned to the workforce for
another seven years and retired again to devote time to her writing.
She currently resides in Tucson, Arizona.
Links
Website/blog:
http://www.theblackelf.com
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/ParkerJoni
Google Plus:
https://plus.google.com/u/0/+JoniParker/posts
Trailer for the
Seaward Isle Saga:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=teYsqOs0yjI&feature=autoplay&list=HL1343068571&playnext=3
Book
Excerpts
Excerpt 2:
Chapter 11 (463 words)
A
few minutes later, Grandmother Lestin returned and took Alex by the
arm. “Come with me, Alex, I want to show you something.” She
led her to a two-story house, a few blocks away. It had white stucco
walls and dark timbers with an old thatched roof. As they stepped
inside, Grandmother Lestin burst into tears.
“What’s
wrong?” Alex put her arms around her.
“This
was my brother’s house, and I found out from Queen Narin that it
was left to me.” Grandmother Lestin waved her hand over a plaque
on the wall; the room brightened. “It needs to be fixed up. Your
room will be upstairs when it’s done. Let me show you around.”
“What’s
that?” Alex pointed to the plaque.
“It
controls the crystal to give us light. Let me show you the kitchen.”
She led the way through the parlor to the dining room, which was
next to a small kitchen with a pantry and attached bathing area.
Crystals brightened in each room as they entered and turned off when
they left. Alex jumped between rooms to test it.
Grandmother
Lestin removed some dusty sheets from the furniture to check on their
condition as they toured the house. Back through the parlor and down
the hall was Grandmother Lestin’s bedroom. Upstairs were two more
bedrooms and a sitting area.
Alex
craned her neck, taking in the layout of the house, the lighting
overhead, and the idea of living here with her grandmother. It was
overwhelming.
“Prince
Darin has offered us a place to stay until the repairs are
completed,” Grandmother Lestin said.
“This
is a cute house.” Alex hugged her for several long minutes. “What
happened to your brother?”
“He
was murdered by an assassin.” She wrinkled her brow. “I’m the
last one in my family...except for my grandchildren.”
“Was
it that guy, Sawgrass?”
“Who
told you that?”
“Prince
Darin. He told me all about it.”
Grandmother
Lestin stared away. “Yes, that’s true. They were murdered. And
thanks to Prince Darin, King Henran is dead.”
“I
never heard of a Marsh Elf or a Fire Elf before. How many kinds of
Elves are there?”
Grandmother
Lestin shrugged. “That whole topic is quite complicated. The
Water Elves are the only clan of the original four that remains
intact. That’s why there is only one king left—King Sidin. The
rest have splintered into smaller and smaller groups. It’s
impossible to know how many there are.”
“Is
this Sawgrass still alive?”
“I
don’t know. Don’t worry about him, Alex. We have a new life to
build…together.” Grandmother Lestin embraced her. “Let’s
get started.”
As
they left the little house, Alex glanced back. There was a history
of brutality that she never knew, and she wondered what had been done
about this Sawgrass.
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