Title: Ever Winter
Author: Alexia Purdy
Series: A Dark Faerie Tale (#3)
Genre:
Fantasy/Faeries/YA/Paranormal
Publisher: Lyrical
Lit. Publishing
Release Date:
February 28 2013
Synopsis:
Shade is left all but shattered. She must travel to the Ice
kingdom along with her 'body guard' Dylan, who continues to be bound with a
blood oath to her, where the holder of her magic dwells. Her only chance to
right the warring Faerie lands to harmony will be to resist the enchantments of
the Ice King, one of the Ancient rulers of Faerie, to regain her power and make
it to the Summer Kingdom with her family to claim back her throne.
Only the Ancients of Faerie don't want her to succeed and
there are treacheries in every crevice of the land, even among the human
mortals and trusted alibis.
Alexia currently lives in Las Vegas, Nevada–Sin City! She
loves to spend every free moment writing or playing with her four rambunctious
kids. Writing has always been her dream and she has been writing ever since she
can remember. She loves writing paranormal fantasy and poetry and devours books
daily. Alexia also enjoys watching movies, dancing, singing loudly in the car
and Italian food.
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Excerpt
“Open the door, Stanis,” Shade hissed. “We’re through
here.”
“Just a minute, princess. I have bone to pick with you.” He
tapped the wall and moved so fast, only a blur appeared where he had stood. He
was in the kitchen now and pulled out a small, blue glass bowl. Bringing it to
her, he held it out toward Shade, pushing her to take it. When she did, he
resumed his position on the creaky chair, motioning her to sit back on the
couch. “Please, sit.”
“I’d rather stand.”
He groaned, rolling his head on his shoulders, his long
brown hair spilled over the back of the chair as he did that. He looked like a
drunk slumped in the chair, almost falling off the edge.
“Suite yourself, changeling. But I highly suggest you sit.
There are more ways than one to use magic, even bound up as you are.” His wild
eyes seemed more sober now and she felt a sudden urge to sit as told. The
suspicion she felt that he was using magic on her was eating at her nerves. She
hated being played, and he seemed a master at that.
“What do you mean, more ways?” She settled between Soap and
Dylan and held the bowl out. It was small enough to fit in her palm.
“This is a Pith. It extracts your essence, therefore, your
powers are given a release through this bowl. Even in your case, one’s powers
cannot be completely contained, as one can never truly trap a mind. This Pith
provides another route, another path for your magic to escape your body and
work its powers. We’re only trapped by the binds we allow to be placed upon
ourselves. This breaks through that. It will let you use your water magic, as
if you’d never been bound.”
The others gasped, staring in wonderment at the ordinary
blue glass bowl sitting in her palm. It seemed utterly mundane, no etchings on
its hard surface, nothing to condone its powerful use. She wondered if he was
pulling her leg or not. But it was worth a try.
“One drop into the bowl, Shade. That’s all it takes.” He
gestured quickly, to make her move faster. She gulped, mesmerized by the glass.
She silently prayed that it would work, if not, they were doomed. No, she was
doomed.
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