By: Emma Right
Book Description:
Books written in blood. Most are lost, their Keepers with
them. A curse that befell a people. A Kingdom with no King. Life couldn’t get
more harrowing for the Elfies, a blend of Elves and Fairies. Or for
sixteen-year-old Jules Blaze. Or could it?
For Jules, the heir of a Keeper, no less, suspects his
family hides a forgotten secret. It was bad enough that his people, the Elfies
of Reign, triggered a curse which reduced the entire inhabitants to a mere inch
centuries ago. All because of one Keeper who failed his purpose. Even the
King’s Ancient Books, did not help ward off that anathema.
Now, Gehzurolle, the evil lord, and his armies of Scorpents,
seem bent on destroying Jules and his family. Why? Gehzurolle’s agents hunt for
Jules as he journeys into enemy land to find the truth. Truth that could save
him and his family, and possibly even reverse the age-long curse. Provided
Jules doesn't get himself killed first.
Genre= YA Fantasy
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Author Bio:
Emma Right is a happy wife and homeschooling mother
of five. Besides running a busy home, she regularly reads and writes stories
for children. An avid Christian, she enjoys writing stories with themes
involving family-life, friendship, faithfulness, and seeking wisdom, all in an
imaginary fantastical world. She has written several young adult novels and
plans on writing many more. Right worked for two advertising agencies and has
won several major awards, including the prestigious Clio Award. She currently
resides in California where she takes care of her children and her many pets.
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EXCERPT:
In the
yonder forest, perched on a cypress, Whisperer watched the group with what
could qualify as disappointment on his crooked face with his crooked lips. His
efforts had failed. This sort of fowl tactics worked umpteen times before when
his master ordered him on some mission.
Now he
considered other prongs of attacks. The ifs and what-ifs, the whisperings, he
could float in the wind. Whisperings that wafted down and instilled fear to all
who heard him. This was one assignment he could not afford to blunder. Too much
was at stake.
He
debated over his options, his heavily lidded eyes darting from tree to tree.
For a second he determined to strike the bumbling boy again, but he decided
against this. He would wait for Beta and re-evaluate the problem with the
latest update.
Whisperer
pursed his crooked lips, his breath a gray tube of smoke that swirled toward
its goal: the clouds. First softly, then more intensely, he blew. But his gaze
never wavered from the struggling, lanky lad with his sister on his back.
Beta
had better find that Book, or he would find a suitable punishment for the
servant.
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