Jesobel Vine wants nothing more than to be a typical Pyxie teenager. She wants to ride her beloved horse, Firefly, shoot her bow, and fall in love with her dreamy best friend, Glyn. But Jesobel is marked not only as the future Royal Starkeeper of Pyxis, but as the Heart of Azimuth—the one to lead her people back to their lost realm—a burden too dangerous for daydreams. As Jesobel struggles to accept her destiny, reluctantly studying mystic magic, she becomes doubtful she will ever be worthy to rule. And when her fiery temper enrages the daemon-possessed Starkeeper of Equuleus with a hex-gone-wrong—igniting an orphic war—Jesobel must find a way to alter the global disaster foretold by a celestial legend.
Absolutely amazing story about a Pyxie who is faced with a life that doesn't seem to be her own. All of her decisions have already been made, and she feels like she's caught up in a tidal wave of responsibility with no chance for a happy life. Should the well-being of her people preclude her from having any kind of happiness, or is having those thoughts the epitome of selfishness?
I devoured this book in only two and a half days. The imagery is beautiful, the characters complex, and I can't wait to get my grabby hands on book 2! - Goodreads
If you are looking for a page-turner that will suck you into a land of enchanting entertainment, look no further! Quickbane is full of wonderfully imaginative characters and creatures, so vividly described, I was instantly transported to their magical, mystical world. I SO can't wait for the next book... the ending was a complete surprise and left me wanting more!! - Amazon
EXCERPT
From the prologue, where Vallax meets Ethan Rowan
I gazed upon the young, frightened sorcerer who summoned me, and instantly deduced that he was an untrained nitwit. A child. An apprentice as best. He looked no more than seventeen. And that was being generous, based on his sorry attempt at some unbecoming configuration of facial hair.
“So, what do you want?” I yawned, a trifle bored and annoyed, pondering whether to shape-shift into something menacing for kicks. I tested my wings, thinking I would at least do some impressive acrobatics, but they were still so stiff and sore. My very plumes ached, and flap as I may, I couldn’t get my feet more than a smidgen off the ground. Annoying.
I sniffed the air and froze. Something about this place, I finally noticed, was not quite right. I couldn’t put my finger on what, exactly.
I shook out my hands and feet, jumped a little to warm up my bones. I ignored the young sorcerer, who stood speechless and couldn’t seem to locate his words or shut his gaping guppy-mouth.
He glistened with nervous sweat. A look of utter disbelief contorted his face. Attractive.
From the shape of his face, I couldn’t help but notice that I was obviously the first daemon he’d ever summoned.
From Chapter 17, a moment between Jesobel and Glyn“So, I’ve been thinking,” said Glyn.
“You know I hate it when you do that.” I blinked a sneaky tear away and pressed myself closer to him.
“We can do this, Jessa.”
I sat silent, a million thoughts rushing through my head, a trillion feelings tumbling inside my chest. Aggie’s warning, the centuries-old tradition, Seraphina. How deeply I loved this boy and what would really be the right thing to do.
“We can’t.” I said, surprised at my answer. Truth was, I wished so hard we could. I sniffed his neck. His blond hair tickled my nose. Before I even realized what I was doing, I moved his hair aside and softly kissed him just below his ear. There was an awkward pause as Glyn tried to register what I had said. I was equally stunned, and suddenly wanted to jump off the cliff and fly away on that giant bat.
“Yes we can, Jessa. You know we can.” He kissed the top of my head. It was warm and comforting and it made me want to cry.
“Glyn, everything just got ten times more complicated than it was. Maybe a hundred times worse.”
“What could be more complicated than you leaving for a year, and then only being able to see you a few moons at a time?” He grinned at me, his hand on my cheek, his eyes an endless sea of green, and squeezed my hand, so confident in his love for me, so confident that we could make this sorry arrangement work.
I smiled sadly at him, and squeezed his hand back, and looked away at the horizon, off into the salty abyss below.
“I have to tell you something. Something terrible.” A gust of wind blew sideways, blowing my unruly hair into Glyn’s face.
“What? What is it?” He smoothed my hair and took my face in his hands, his eyes searching mine for a clue.
About the author:
Warrior, mermaid, wordsmith, performer for kings and queens, Chelsea Starling is fucking awesome. She raises bear cubs with one hand, and conjures whole worlds with the other.
7 comments:
The expert was very good loved it.
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This book has been high on my to get list. Thanks for the chance to win it. :)
This is a great sounding book, and I found some new authors to follow too thank you for the giveaway
The cover is so pretty.
Book sounds amazing! With the cover art, my brain instantly goes to video gaming. Would make a fun RPG, I bet :) So want to read!
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