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Here is the book blurb for Relic Seeker, book two of The Priestess Chronicles.
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Here is an an excerpt...
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Here is the book blurb for Relic Seeker, book two of The Priestess Chronicles.
A young time-traveling, magic wielding Priestess and her gifted friends must retrieve an ancient Goth relic before it is used to change history.
This isn’t the Priestess Ariela’s first trip through time, but now she has friends along for the journey. When she arrives, she is alone, dressed as a servant, yet surrounded by opulence. Her guide and mentor, the Angel Raziel hasn’t given her a clue about her quest and she quickly finds herself serving a deadly enemy from her past.
Ariela realizes that keeping her magical powers secret isn’t going to be easy. She is being hunted by a powerful magic wielder who is determined to destroy her and change history forever. In the midst of a violent and intense battle to protect the ancient relic Brísingamen, once worn by the goddess Freya, Ariela calls upon the strengths and powers of her friends and a group of strangers.
As Ariela gathers her allies, she realizes her powerful adversary isn’t the only threat. She has been betrayed by someone she thought she could trust.
Relic Seeker is book 2 in a new series by Fiona Tarr. It is fast paced and offers a great read for young adults or adults looking for a fun, quick, weekend read. If magic and time travel spark your interest, then you'll enjoy this fun, fantasy adventure.
This isn’t the Priestess Ariela’s first trip through time, but now she has friends along for the journey. When she arrives, she is alone, dressed as a servant, yet surrounded by opulence. Her guide and mentor, the Angel Raziel hasn’t given her a clue about her quest and she quickly finds herself serving a deadly enemy from her past.
Ariela realizes that keeping her magical powers secret isn’t going to be easy. She is being hunted by a powerful magic wielder who is determined to destroy her and change history forever. In the midst of a violent and intense battle to protect the ancient relic Brísingamen, once worn by the goddess Freya, Ariela calls upon the strengths and powers of her friends and a group of strangers.
As Ariela gathers her allies, she realizes her powerful adversary isn’t the only threat. She has been betrayed by someone she thought she could trust.
Relic Seeker is book 2 in a new series by Fiona Tarr. It is fast paced and offers a great read for young adults or adults looking for a fun, quick, weekend read. If magic and time travel spark your interest, then you'll enjoy this fun, fantasy adventure.
Release Date: October 4, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy, Adventure
Sounds like quite a read here!
Purchase Links:
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Here is an an excerpt...
Culaan felt Ariela’s hand slip from his as the sensation of spinning abated. He opened his eyes with panicked urgency and looked around into the gloomy forest.
“Did you hear what Morrigan said?” Genevieve asked Culaan casually as she tried to focus on his face in the dim light of predawn grey that greeted them.
“Where is Ariela?” Culaan turned around more than once, his eyes squinting into the dim surroundings trying to make out where they were, where Ariela was.
Genevieve lifted her bow from her shoulder and the ethereal light sprang into a bright silvery glow. Culaan pulled his sword from its scabbard and it too lit the early morning dimness with mystical light. The two warriors circled defensively with their backs together.
“She isn’t here, Cul.” Genevieve could sense her best friend’s panic through his body which shuddered with supressed fear and anger.
“That damned Angel has taken her and left us behind.” Culaan snarled the words and Genevieve felt her own anxiety rising.
“No, we are not in the land of our clans, Culaan. Look!” Genevieve nodded to the flat plain that greeted them beyond the trees. ‘She must be here somewhere.”
Just as the pair of warriors relaxed, the sound of movement amongst the thick forest caused Genevieve to redraw her bow.
“Don’t make any sudden moves.” Culaan warned.
“Since when have I needed your instruction in battle!”
Culaan looked over his shoulder and caught sight of their foe. “We are surrounded. What was that damned Angel thinking?” He moved his sword between himself and the closest warrior. It seemed to buzz and sizzle with his frustration.
Genevieve released an arrow that flew through the air, pinning the collar of the closest warrior’s fur-lined coat to the tree branch just behind his left ear. “The next one goes between your eyes.” The arrow sparkled with light but didn’t ignite the coat or the branch. “I’m getting the hang of this.” The Huntress congratulated herself.
“And that wasn’t a sudden movement now was it!” Culaan growled as he rolled his sword around his wrist, the lightning like effect leaving streaks in the pre-dawn light.
“It be the son of Oden, Atta.” A young man’s voice rang out as the first rays of sun crested the distant mountains.
“Don’t you be going any closer, Blaze.” A broad-shouldered man moved forward, pushing the boy behind him protectively.
“Look at him, Atta. I’m sure it’s him. Look at that sword!” The boy peered around the warrior to get a better look as he bounced from foot to foot with obvious excitement.
“Is the boy right? Are you sent from the gods?”
Culaan looked at Genevieve and smiled. The Huntress returned the grin mischievously and shrugged.
“Technically, yes.” Culaan answered carefully, wiping the grin from his face as he cautiously sheathed his sword, the light disappearing instantly.
“What happens in the after-life for those who impersonate gods?” Genevieve whispered. Culaan frowned, appearing to suddenly reconsider the wisdom of his deceit.
“See, Atta. I told you he’s Thor. Just look at him and she must be Skathi.”
“Take a breath, Blaze. We’ll see. Skathi or not, will you lower that bow, woman?”
Wow, intriguing!
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