Check out my tour stop for The Runes of Issalia series blog tour! There is an excerpt and giveaway below.
by Jeffrey L. Kohanek
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: May 5th 2016
Black Rose Writing
Summary:
Discover a lost magic, long buried and forgotten…
Without a rune marking his role in society, Brock is doomed to an existence below the lowest rung of the social ladder. Unwilling to accept his fate, the teen risks his life to obtain a fake rune that marks him as a member of the Empire's ruling class. He then embarks on a quest to join an institution where the Empire’s future leaders are trained.
As a student of the Academy, he soon uncovers a chain of secrets kept hidden for centuries, secrets that expose cracks in the foundation of Empire society. Among his discoveries is a powerful magic, long buried and forgotten.
Brock’s compassion and sense of justice are seeds that sprout tight friendships and a blossoming romance. An unwillingness to be bullied earns him a dangerous enemy, becoming a feud that escalates to a climactic showdown.
Release Date: October 6th 2016
Summary:
Journey on a magical quest to save the world...
As they strive to become Masters within the Ministry, Brock and his friends resume their training at the Academy, an institution founded on magic, science, knowledge, law, and combat. They soon discover an expansive web of conspiracies and deceit within the Ministry, hidden behind a veil of benevolence and piety. The exposure of one of those secrets forces Brock and his friends to flee the institution with their lives in the balance.
Joined by a fierce Tantarri warrior, the group embarks on a quest to locate a mysterious throne that has been lost for centuries. Guided by the cryptic words of an ancient prophecy, and backed by a forbidden magic that they are still learning to wield, they journey across the continent to save humanity from extinction.
Release Date: April 27th 2017
Summary:
A Long Forgotten Magic That Might Save the World…Or Destroy It
Led by a boy named Brock, a small team of teens urgently assembles a force to confront an army of monsters, one that ravages and destroys anyone or anything in its path.
In a race against time, Brock attempts to train a group of recruits to wield the powerful magic known as Chaos, a magic that he himself is still learning to master. All the while, they must remain vigilant against a secret organization within the Ministry that will do anything to prevent the return of Chaos.
As foretold by an ancient prophecy, the human army must face and defeat their ancient enemy on the Tantarri Plains. For if they fail, all will be lost.
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Buried Symbol | The
Emblem Throne | An
Empire in Runes
Here is an excerpt from THE EMBLEM THRONE.
Cameron emerged from the
changing room, unsure of what to expect. The past month had been that way, ever
since his first interlude with Tegan. She was beautiful yet bold. Passionate
and unpredictable. His stomach twisted in anxiety of what she might do next,
yet his heart raced at the mere thought of her.
He
stopped in the middle of the arena floor, dimly lit by the late-day sun coming
through the glass panels in the ceiling high above. He glanced toward the
stands, nodding to Brock and Ashland. Tegan had asked him to be sure to have a
healer present. He had found two. The three of them were alone within the
building until the door from the girl’s changing room opened.
With
her hair tied back, Tegan had her sparring helmet under one arm and wooden
sparring swords in the other. Cameron’s heart began to pound as he watched her
long lithe legs stride confidently across the open floor. Rather than wearing
the traditional sparring vest and trousers, she wore short brown leather shorts
and a matching leather vest, leaving her flat mid-drift exposed. He thought she
looked stunning.
She
stopped just a few feet from him, flashing a devious smile. “Are you ready for
this?”
Cam
somehow pulled his focus from her body and mustered a response. “I don’t even
know what this is.”
Tegan
pulled her helmet down over her head. “This is about redemption, Cammy.” She
showed a naughty smile, biting her lip. “I’ve had my way with you a number of
times now, but not in the arena. Not for real. Losing to you in the
championship last year still irks me. It’s time for a rematch.”
“You
want to fight me here and now because of what happened last year?” he asked.
She
smiled again, holding her short swords up. “Yes.”
Cam
stared at her as he searched for a way out of her bizarre plan. Deciding she
wouldn’t take no for an answer, he released a sigh and slid his helmet over his
head.
“Okay.
Let’s do this, then,” he raised his wooden longsword.
She
attacked, spinning with her leading sword high and the following sword low. He
slapped the high one away with his shield and blocked the other with his sword.
Countering with a stab at her mid-section, he only found air as she dodged to
the side.
Now
caught in the flow of the fight, Cam forgot that he was fighting the girl of
his dreams. Swinging, blocking, dodging, and countering all came naturally in a
rapid rhythm. Back and forth, they exchanged blow after blow with neither
gaining an advantage. Tegan’s speed and agility made her a difficult target. Her
ferocious fighting style required Cam to react rapidly with little opportunity
to attack.
As the
minutes wore on, Cam could feel the hot wetness of sweat building under the
metal helmet. He remained poised, concentrating on the duel as he waited for her
to make a mistake.
After
blocking a swift series of strikes from Tegan, Cam swung his wooden sword low,
trying to catch her off-guard or knock her off-balance. She jumped and flipped
backward over the sword as it swept beneath her. When she landed, she thrust
hard at his exposed side. Cam had anticipated the move, having seen her use it
before. Her swords slashed in vain as he spun away with his shield arm
outstretched. The shield clanged off her helmet with a glancing blow, causing
her to stumble. In a moment of concern, Cam let his guard down and took a step
toward her. She dipped low and slammed her sword under his shield arm and into
his ribs. He felt them crack as air shot from his lungs and a grunt escaped his
lips. Pulling his shield arm in tight to protect his wound, he stepped
backward.
Smiling,
Tegan lowered her swords. “Got you.”
He
nodded. “Yeah. I think I broke some ribs.”
Cam
turned to find Brock and Ashland descending the stairs from the stands. He
walked across the floor to meet them.
“That was
a pretty spectacular duel,” Brock said as he drew close.
“Yeah.
It could have gone either way,” Ashland said. “I think you may have some broken
ribs, Cam.”
Cam
nodded, holding his side tenderly.
“What
about you, Tegan?” Brock asked. “That shield hit to the helmet made quite a
racket.”
Tegan
yanked her helmet off, her wet red hair sticking to her face. “Just a bit of a
headache.”
Ashland
stepped close to Cam, putting her hand on his bare arm. A moment later, Cam’s
body shook with a chill, and he gasped for air. Thankfully, the deep breaths no
longer hurt.
“Thanks
for the healing.” Cam said as she stepped away.
Brock
held out an apple. “Sorry, but it’s all I’ve got on short notice.”
Cam
grabbed it and took a big bite.
“Thank
you two for coming to watch,” Tegan said. “Thanks for healing him, too. We’re
done here now, so you can leave.”
Brock
shrugged. “It was no problem. We’ll see you guys later.”
Grabbing
Ashland’s hand as she waved goodbye, Brock led her toward the stairs. Cam
continued to nibble at the apple, now half gone.
Tegan
turned toward him, her eyes scanning him from head to toe. “Nice fight, Cammy.
Thanks for agreeing to do it and for putting effort into it.”
He
shrugged, continuing to eat.
“Well,
I’m going to take a bath. I stink.” Tegan turned to walk away.
Cam
finished off his apple as he stared at her backside strolling toward the
changing room. The door to the arena sounded, echoing in the large space as
Brock and Ashland departed, leaving Cam and Tegan alone. She stopped and turned
back toward him.
“Aren’t
you coming? Bathing alone is quite boring.” She spun and continued toward the
baths.
Cam considered her words briefly before he followed along. He never knew
what this amazing girl was going to do next.
Jeffrey L. Kohanek grew up in rural Minnesota, where comic books sparked his young imagination and inspired fantasies of heroes with super-powers saving the day. His tastes later evolved to fantasy epics, featuring unlikely heroes overcoming impossible odds to save worlds born from the writer’s imagination.
Now residing in southern California, Jeff uses that imagination to weave tales of engaging characters caught in fantastic plots to inspire young adults and the child within us all. His first book series, The Runes of Issalia, began in May 2016 and will conclude in Spring 2017.
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