Book Blitz: Summer Countdown (Day 9) Hosted by Loving the Book

Devri Walls is the best-selling author of six YA fantasy novels. She is a theater major with a flare for the dramatic and wishes more than anything for a magic wand. Devri is from Boise Idaho where she lives with her husband, two kids and the cutest mutt of a dog the world has ever seen. When she’s not writing she can be found teaching voice lessons, trying to resist the urge to sell her two beautiful children to the circus, and cooking. Because…. food. Mmmmmmm.


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“Six years ago, Grey Malteer was attacked by creatures he thought couldn’t possibly exist. They repeated a word, calling him a name he’d never heard before…Venator. Since then, his life has been a hellhole of secrecy—hiding old pain alongside strange new abilities.
Rune Jenkins has an itch, as she calls it, but it’s more than that. It’s an anger that builds up like the inside of a boiler whenever she’s around anything remotely supernatural. The pressure is growing steadily worse and she can’t understand why. All she knows is—her control is slipping.
By order of an unknown council Grey and Rune are pulled through a portal in the St. Louis arch, landing them in an alternate dimension where creatures of myth
and legend exist. A realm that calls them, Venators.
Made up of centuries old fae, vampires, werewolves, elves and succubi the council’s
corrupt nature becomes obvious as they seek to wield the newly returned Venators as weapons. Wedged in an impossible position, Grey and Rune must decide their fate—do they go against the council’s wishes and help the innocents of this unforgiving land, or face the possibility of execution by the council.”




The terrain started easy enough, with gentle rolling hills dotted at the top with shrubs and masses of wildflowers, then ringed at the base with a wide variety of trees. But the soothing up-down rhythm of the hills soon gave way to a flat expanse that was then abruptly broken by a perfectly straight line of trees stretching for miles in each direction. One moment there was grass, and the next, a wall of trees reaching into the sky like dark sentinels.

Tate strode in.

Grey and Rune both hesitated at the edge, looking down the row of trees, understanding each other’s thoughts without saying a word. Something wasn’t right about this place…but what else could they do but follow Tate?

They stepped past the tree line. Within a few steps, the forest grew inexplicably dark, despite the sun blazing overhead. Grey peered up through the branches, not understanding. It was like an invisible sponge over the canopy was sucking in the rays of light.

A shiver ran down Grey’s spine.

“Do you hear that?” Rune whispered.

He did. Over the rustle of branches and the chirps and titters of both insects and birds, the faint lilt of foreign music tickled Grey’s ears. It was intoxicating, even at such a low decibel. It seemed to move and coalesce inside him, calling him towards the source. He knew enough about fae music to be grateful it was faint. The desire was there, but manageable—he had no wish to dance until his feet were nubs and he’d lost the will to live.

The deeper they moved into the forest, the stranger things became. Rocks rolled into their path on their own accord. The wildlife became strange and malformed—like a band of children’s toys torn apart and reassembled. Birds with the legs of a monkey, woodpeckers with saws for beaks, an owl with glowing red eyes like two marbles. Branches seemed to purposefully rip at his clothes, and he finally took his trench coat off after it had caught on every bush and tree he passed.

A small man, the size of a garden gnome statue with a receding hairline and a rotund belly, darted across the path, hissing at Tate. In response, Tate pulled a knife and hissed back. The little man scuttled away, disappearing as fast as he’d appeared.

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Book Tour: Dragon Songs Saga by JC Kang

 Prelude to Insurrection

A Legends of Tivara Story
by JC Kang
Genre: Epic Fantasy, YA

Only an orphan half-elf spy can avert a rebellion before it starts.



Jie’s superior senses have made her the perfect lookout. Now, as the

adopted daughter of the Black Lotus Clanmaster, she wants to prove

her pointed ears aren’t a liability when she’s tasked to

infiltrate a rebel lord’s castle.

In this prequel to Songs of Insurrection, Jie must decide between her

duty to the emperor and her sense of compassion toward the

downtrodden. No matter her choice, it will have explosive

consequences for her, the realm, and the upcoming war.

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Songs of Insurrection

The Dragon Songs Saga Book 1

Only the lost magic of Dragon Songs can save the realm. Only a naïve girl

with the perfect voice can rediscover it.



Blessed with an unrivaled voice, Kaiya dreams of a time when music could

summon typhoons and rout armies. Maybe then, the imperial court would

see the awkward, gangly princess as more than a singing fool.


When members of the emperor’s elite spy clan uncover a brewing

insurrection, the court hopes to appease the ringleader by offering

Kaiya as a bride.


Obediently wedding the depraved rebel lord means giving up her music.

Confronting him with the growing power of her voice could kill her.

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Orchestra of Treacheries

The Dragon Songs Saga Book 2

The mightiest dragon threatens the world, and only the power of a Dragon

Song can vanquish him.



Two years have passed since Kaiya rediscovered the lost magic of Dragon

Songs, yet the power of her voice is untrained. Potential suitors see

her as a stepping stone. One ruthless cousin would rather step on her



Not one to get walked over or buried, Kaiya is holding out for the exiled

foreign prince who inspired her to sing. The only one who appreciates

her abilities more is the world’s last dragon, Avarax, and it’s

not because he enjoys a good song.


Raw and unproven, she finds mentors in unlikely places. An elf courtier.

An ancient healer. A martial arts master. And an evil sorcerer.

She’ll need their guidance to survive the final showdown between a

girl finding her voice, and a dragon who has no intention of being

fooled a second time.

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Dances of Deception

The Dragon Songs Saga Book 3

An invincible empire threatens to invade Cathay, and only a Dragon Song

can ensure peace.



After vanquishing the Last Dragon with the power of her voice, all Kaiya

wants is a quiet life of anonymity. Instead, the Emperor sends her to

negotiate peace with the aggressive Teleri Empire.


The critical mission reunites her with her childhood friend Tian, now an

assassin-spy who loathes killing. He is no longer the adorable,

gullible boy from her memories, any more than she is the adventurous,

sweet girl from his. Instead of rekindling nostalgia for a youthful

innocence they both yearn for, their reunion ignites a mutual



When the Teleri Empire breaks off talks, Tian must help Kaiya escape.

Orcs, Ogres, and enemy soldiers stand between them and home, and

their volatile relationship could get them captured… or killed.

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Symphony of Fates

The Dragon Songs Saga Book 4

Kaiya escapes her ordeal at the hands of the Teleri Emperor, only to return

to a homeland beset by enemies on all sides, and crumbling from




As a teenager, she quelled a rebellion with the Dragon Scale Lute. As a

young adult, she vanquished a dragon with the power of her



Now, robbed of her magic by grief, Kaiya must navigate a web of court

intrigue to save the realm before it falls. Only she can lay claim to

the Dragon Throne on behalf of her unborn sons—whether the father

is the lover who perished rescuing her, or the hated enemy who killed



In the final story in Kaiya’s saga, she must rally a nation, repel

invaders, and prove to the world why her family alone holds the

Mandate of Heaven.


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JC Kang’s unhealthy obsession with Fantasy and Sci-Fi began at an early

age when his brother introduced him to The Chronicles of Narnia, The

Hobbit, Star Trek and Star Wars. As an adult, he combines his geek

roots with his professional experiences as a Chinese Medicine doctor,

martial arts instructor and technical writer to pen epic fantasy


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Release Blitz: Teenage Psychic on Campus by Pamela Woods-Jackson

Rumors of a haunted house beckon
teenage psychic Caryn and ghost whisperer Gary
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Pamela Woods-Jackson
Series: Teenage Psychic Book 2
Genre: New Adult, Young Adult, Paranormal
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Publication Date: April 28, 2017
Caryn Alderson may be a psychic medium, but she can’t predict her own life. She’s totally blindsided when she discovers her boyfriend has cheated on her. Her best friend Annabeth attempts to jump-start Caryn’s stalled love life by introducing her to Gary Riddell, a fellow college freshman who can talk to ghosts. To paranormal groupie Annabeth, their abilities make them the perfect match. Unfortunately, Gary’s acting career and Caryn’s love of journalism clash when Caryn writes a hatchet piece about Gary’s acting abilities, and then publishes it in the campus newspaper. Dating is definitely out!
Then the two of them are asked to help the campus Ghost Stalkers club investigate a haunting at a local farmhouse. Caryn and Gary must combine their offsetting paranormal skills to locate more than just ghosts.

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Other Books by the Author

Be sure to also check out the first book in the Teenage Psychic series:.
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Series: Teenage Psychic Book 1
Caryn Alderson just wants to be a normal teenager, but seeing spirits no one else can see, and knowing things about people that there’s no logical explanation for is not normal. No wonder Quince and all her new friends think she’s weird! Then, just when Caryn thinks her psychic abilities are under wraps, her friend Megan blurts out the truth about her on local TV during a staged school protest. Will Caryn finally admit the truth? Does she really have a choice?
“Perfect for a lazy day in a hammock, or even better, while you are laying out at the beach!”
– LAS Reviewer, Amazon reviewer


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Prizes up for grabs:
$10 Amazon Gift Card
Copy of Teenage Psychic on Campus (US – Print; International – eBook)
Contest runs from April 21 – May 21, 2017.

About Pamela Woods-Jackson

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I am the author of CONFESSIONS OF A TEENAGE PSYCHIC (The Wild Rose Press, 2010), which was a 2011 Epic Ebook Contest finalist. A sequel, TEENAGE PSYCHIC ON CAMPUS, will be released this spring by The Wild Rose Press. My YA novel GENIUS SUMMER was released in November, 2014, by Vinspire Publishing. It was a finalist in the 2013 San Francisco Writers Contest, received high marks in the 2013 Pacific Northwest Writers Contest, and was awarded the Literary Classics Seal of Approval in 2015. My contemporary romance CERTAINLY SENSIBLE, released December 2, 2015 by The Wild Rose Press, was a Gold Medal winner in the 2016 Literary Classics Award Contest.
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Book Tour: Quest Chasers by Grace & Thomas Lockhaven

Quest Chasers: The Deadly Cavern

by Grace and Thomas Lockhaven
Genre: YA, Middle Grade Fantasy Adventure

If you knew that your curiosity may take you to a place from which you may never return, would you go?

Tommy and Eevie get trapped in an underground labyrinth filled with deadly traps and puzzles. They must solve each riddle to survive, but every solution leads them closer to what is certain to be their demise.

The Deadly Cavern is the first book of Quest Chasers, a fiction-fantasy series, where characters Tommy and Eevie are taken to a magical adventure you won’t soon forget.
If you like fantasy, magical lands and puzzles, then you’ll love Grace and Thomas Lockhaven’s Quest Chasers!

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We’re Grace and Thomas Lockhaven. We pretty much met the same way ALL writers meet each other, we met at the gym. While other people discussed their workouts we discussed things like, how to reverse a “creeping death” spell cast by an evil wizard. We could have filled a book with pictures of people’s faces that overheard our conversations. Quest Chasers grew from these conversations and now we hope to pass on to you the thrilling adventures of Eevie and Tommy as we bring them to life.

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the series and enter to win one of 5 $10 Amazon gift cards!

Book Tour: The Supernatural Pet Sitter by Diane Moat

 The Supernatural Pet Sitter by Diane Moat

The Magic Thief
Genre: YA, Middle Grade Paranormal Mystery

Every animal can talk to you. You just have to know how to listen.

Pepper Neely is better at this than most, especially because she is in charge of pet sitting all the familiars in her neighborhood. A familiar is a pet magically linked to a witch or warlock. As a gnome, Pepper is no stranger to spells and sorcery. She also knows that, despite their special name, familiars aren’t all that different from regular animals. They get anxious when separated from their people, so Pepper uses her special gnome powers to calm them down. She watches Cranky the high-strung ferret, Frank the laid-back parrot, King Arthur the elderly tortoise, and many others.

Then, something terrible begins happening to the familiars. Someone is stealing their magic! It not only prevents Pepper from communicating with them but breaks their magical connection with their people. When King Arthur’s magic is stolen, his owner’s powers stop working too. Pepper can sense that the tortoise is very scared.

In order to protect the animal’s magic, Pepper decides to track down the culprit. With the help of her best friend, Luna, and her brother, Jax, Pepper fights to protect all of the special pets.

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When did you start writing?

I have always had a strong imagination but thought you had to be “trained” to be a writer. Last year I was about to turn 50 when I heard an author speak on how easy it was to create a cookbook of her favorite family recipes. It struck me like a bolt of lightning. I couldn’t get the thought of writing a novel out of my mind. I bought an electronic notebook and wrote a few sentences. Then a chapter. By the end of the second chapter I was hooked, and I haven’t stopped since!

Other than writing, what are you passionate about?

Animal rescue. I volunteer every chance I get, and I currently have six rescues dogs. Everyone can make a difference in the lives of animals. Adopt, don’t shop. Spay or neuter your pets. Volunteer. Donate. Spread the word. Every bit helps.

What are some of your pet peeves?

People who are negative about something new without even trying it. Also, people who talk on their cellphone while they are walking.

What can we expect from you in the future?

There will hopefully be more Supernatural Pet Sitter installments. Pepper has been very busy, and is currently at my house trying to lift a curse off of the werewolves.

If you knew you’d die tomorrow, how would you spend your last day?

I’d get a huge mocha coffee and a gigantic bag of dog treats, then plop myself down in the middle of the nearest dog park!


Diane is a Tennessee transplant, animal rescuer, and nurse. The Supernatural Pet Sitter is her debut children’s novel. Diane is assisted by her many rescue dogs.

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Book Tour: The Yellow Hoods Series by Adam Dreece

 Along Came a Wolf by Adam Dreece

TheYellow Hoods #1
Genre: YA, Steampunk, Fantasy
Gripping adventure, brilliant inventions, and splash of humor.
Steampunk meets Fairy tale.

“…intriguing contraptions, appealing characters, snide villains, humor, and an exciting story.” — Kirkus Reviews
“Dreece has crafted a tale with elements to delight the child in all of us, and intrigue the most creative adult mind.” — Author J.K.Norry

Tee, Elly, and Richy peaceful little world is shattered when they become entangled in a plot to steal the world’s first steam engine plans from master inventor, Nikolas Klaus. Will Klaus’ ties to the secret society known as the Tub (lead by a butcher, baker, and candlestick maker) be their undoing? Or will they live on to become legends?

Here are some of the amazing fairy tales, nursery rhymes, and classic stories woven into the fabric of The Yellow Hoods series: Little Red Riding Hood, The Three Little Pigs, Santa Claus, Hansel and Gretel, Rumplestilskin, Beauty and the Beast, Humpty Dumpty, Chicken Little, Alice in Wonderland, Simple Simon, Rub-a-dub-dub.

The series grows in intensity as it goes and uses humor along the way. It has strong female characters, no graphic violence, no sexual content, and is loved by kids aged 9-15 and adults (written for both audiences). Loved by fans of Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, and Ranger’s Apprentice.

Awards and Accolades:
– Book 1 – Finalist for IAN’s Book of the Year 2015 in Young Adult
– Book 1 – Honorable Mention by Reader’s Favorite for their 2016 award for grades 4-6
– Book 1 – Calgary Herald best-sellers ’14, ’15
– Amazon #1 Best Seller in Steampunk, Fairy Tale


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Breadcrumb Trail

The Yellow Hoods #2
“A powerhouse of young adult fiction” –

In an act of desperation, Maxwell Watt entrusts his son to smuggle the completed steam engine to Nikolas Klaus, a master inventor in another kingdom. When the nefarious secret society, the Fare, learns the game-changing invention’s plans are en route, they accelerate their own scheme to neutralize to reclaim control over the kingdoms.

Meanwhile, after a decade of relative tranquility in Mineau, local children have started to go missing—again. Captain Archambault suspects the return of the disturbing and depraved Ginger Lady. With the help of Tee, Elly, and Richy—the Yellow Hoods—the search is on to find the missing children before it is too late.

What is the secret that ties one of the Yellow Hoods to the Ginger Lady?

Who are the Red Hoods?

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 All the King’s Men

The Yellow Hoods #3
“Truly masterful storytelling” –
More than a hundred years ago, a king declared that all geniuses, scientists and inventors were abominations, save for those willing to become his Conventioneers. His edict spread like wildfire through the kingdoms, and drove the hunted into the arms of the secret societies, the Tub and the Fare.

Decades later, having taken control of the remains of the crushed Fare, a young Marcus Pieman follows up on rumors of a homeless, teenage Abominator in his city. When the scared Nikolas Klaus looked up at Marcus for the first time, a tremendous bond was forged.

A betrayal leads Tee to a showdown with her greatest foe. Who breaks and who lays bleeding in the middle of nowhere?

And Mounira learns the truth about the once great inventor, Christophe Creangle.

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 Beauties of the Beast

The Yellow Hoods #4
The Lady in Red’s revenge against the Piemans is nearly complete, and soon there will be no one to stop her. She’s ready for anything, except for the return of her long dead son. But is it really him?

Tee watches as the airships rain down fiery destruction. She adjusts the rocket-pack’s leather straps and glances over her shoulder. Her friends might never forgive her, but she can’t stand idly by any longer. In a blink, she’s thrown into the air. Then, the unthinkable happens—the rocket-pack comes off.

Who’s the new Yellow Hood? Who dies? And are the Piemans really down for the count?

Beauties of the Beast continues the thrilling ride from All the King’s-Men and will have you punching the air with joy and biting your nails in angst.

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The Day the Sky Fell

Yellow Hoods #5
The gripping adventure continues in this international best-selling Steampunk meets Fairy tale series!
As the shepherd watched the aerial bombardment of his village, he had no idea it would lead him to tip the scales in the war between Marcus Pieman and the Lady in Red.
Meanwhile, the Yellow Hoods, along with the meager remains of the Tub, race to rescue Nikolas Klaus before it’s too late. Who will betray them, and who will be murdered?
The Day the Sky Fell picks up where Beauties of the Beast left off, and brings an epic finale to the series. But is this truly the end of the Yellow Hoods? Find out!


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Chapter – Air Apparent

“Slowly,” yelled Abeland to his crew through a bullhorn as the Hotaru lowered. “Keep those turbines synchronized. We don’t want to lurch to the left like we did the last time we landed. After a perfect combat test like that, I’d like a perfect landing. Everyone ready?”

“Aye!” yelled back his crew.

“Cheeky monkeys,” replied Abeland with a laugh. “Are you all pirates now? Stay focused.” He put the bullhorn aside and placed his leather-gloved hands on two longer, bronze levers among the dozen before him. Then he looked over his shoulder at his crew of eight, everyone at their positions, each by a turbine or large, magnetic-coil gun. The engineer sat at the back, an array of silver bells and levers in front of him, just like Abeland’s, and a cabin door behind him.

The Hotaru eased below the tree-line and wobbled delicately over the railroad platform, its turbines still belting out a deep, rhythmic thumping sound.

He pulled one of the levers and grabbed his bullhorn, which was roped to the console of meters and gauges above the bells. “Are we ready to drop the ropes?”

A member of his crew peeked over the bow of the Hotaru and gave him a hand sign of two fingers straight up.

“Good. Then ropes away!” Abeland pulled the lever.

The crew below grabbed the ropes.

Abeland looked at the silver bells and their cryptic labels. He plucked out one and gave it a ring.

The engineer rang his confirming bell, and the turbines slowed even more.

“While the Skyfallers are clumsy and sluggish, the one thing I’ll give the Lady in Red,” said Abeland to himself, “is that it was genius to move airships by rail. I don’t mind stealing that, given that we built the yigging rail system.”

The Hotaru banged back and forth as it fit into place.

He smiled at the sound of the engines shutting down, and the wub-wub sound of the turbines slowly giving way to the sounds of people working furiously. With a satisfied sigh, he bent down and picked up his metal and glass breathing helmet, and detached its hose from the deck floor.

“All clear?” called someone from the ground.

“All clear,” yelled back Abeland.

A second later, ladders were leaned against the Hotaru and a team of engineers and support staff climbed aboard.

“And?” asked the chief engineer, suddenly appearing in front of Abeland.

“You know, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to give me a heart attack.”

The short, grey-haired man smiled. “You Piemans are hard to kill.”

“That we are,” replied Abeland with a smile. He handed over the helmet. “On the positive side, the breathing apparatus worked beautifully this time. I had no problem getting air from the tanks below deck. Check with everyone else that they found it better, but I believe we’ve solved the problems of altitude. Now, if you could do something about the glass before my eyes fogging up when we go into the clouds, that would be wonderful.”

“You what? You’re… I’m sorry, but these aren’t designed for that purpose.”

“How will we know our limits if we don’t test them?”

“Is plummeting out of the sky to your death a reasonable outcome then?”

Abeland raised an eyebrow and slapped a hand on the man’s shoulder. “Isn’t science about learning from what we do and engineering about ensuring we don’t die while we do it? And are you not my chief engineer?”

The man glared at Abeland.

“I’m glad we understand each other.” Abeland offered a half-grin.

“Any other impossible tasks you’d like me to contend with?”

“We need to boost the speed of the Hotarus. Maybe by… twenty percent?”

“Why not just say a thousand?”

Abeland gave the man a sharp look. “Because I know you can do twenty percent. The steam engine’s not at maximum efficiency. I can feel the vibrations and loss of energy when we try to give her all she’s got. Also, I think that finding a way to rotate the turbines, so they can push us along, not just give us some lift, could go a long way. It doesn’t need to be much, just a bit more. It would do wonders.”

“Hmm…” The chief engineer scratched his head. “I’m not promising anything, but I’ll give that some thought.”

“That’s all I’m asking for.”

The chief engineer grumbled and marched off.

Abeland took off his gloves and stuffed them into the pockets of his long, brown coat. After a satisfied glance at all the activity, he disembarked and started walking southwards along the rail lines.

As he left the bustle behind him, he thought about Caterina, also known as the Lady in Red. Recent reports about her steam engine trains and new Skyfallers were disturbing and indicated potential to reduce the Piemans’ advantage significantly. Worse was the news that the Lady in Red had not only had the Council of the Fare murdered, but Caterina had managed to get most of the Fare’s factions to pledge themselves to her. Her forces and spy network were quickly matching that of the Piemans, and her financial resources were significantly stronger.

He stared up at the sky, thinking.

“You have that sour face, Uncle,” said Richelle, stepping off a rail-raft and waving off her four soldiers. She was wearing a dark brown jacket and pants, with black boots and her trademark red hood.

“Did I really not hear that approach?” he asked, surprised, as the soldiers pumped the rail-raft off to join the Hotarus’ train.

“It’s not the first time I’ve caught you lost in thought lately.”

He grimaced. “It doesn’t matter that the Hotarus are still a hundred times better than the Skyfallers, the only captains we have are you and me. Everyone I’ve tried to train has nearly cost us a Hotaru. They just cannot think in three dimensions.”

“Hmm,” said Richelle.

Abeland kicked at the ground. “Even if each Hotaru can take out a dozen of Caterina’s airships, she’ll overwhelm us given the latest numbers I received.”

“Well, I have a lead on someone I think might be able to be a third captain,” said Richelle. “They’ve proven themselves to be… very adaptable.”

Abeland raised an eyebrow.

“I won’t be saying a word more about it until I know that they are on board.” She started walking back to the Hotaru; Abeland followed. “How did the ship handle this time?”

“Honestly?” he said looking back, “I’m rather pleased. The latest set of changes had exactly the effect we wanted. The MCM engines now provide the extra boost we need to get in the air more quickly, and once the steam engine takes over, the MCMs allow our weapons to fire and reload quickly.”

“I still think the single best improvement was painting the bottom to look like a cloud in the sky,” said Richelle. “You are aware I originally meant it as a joke, are you not?”

“Some of the best truths lie in jest. On another note, we downed an actual Skyfaller,” said Abeland.

“Pardon?” said Richelle, stopping in her tracks.

“We found it and followed it from a distance until it bombed some small mountain village a few dozen miles from here. We blew it right out of the sky before it even knew what was happening.”

A huge smile crossed Richelle’s face. “So, the magnetic coil weapons work?”

“Magnificently.” He motioned for her to continue walking. “Now, you find us some captains, and I will get more Hotarus ready. Then when we hear back from Father, we’ll be ready.”

Richelle took a deep breath. “Are you worried about this Trial by Royals? It’s been more than a hundred years since leaders from throughout the continent have come together to judge another leader’s crimes. There are no real rules, from what I hear. Never mind that Opa has a lot of enemies these days, the Lady in Red’s got some serious influence over many royal families, never mind having the entire original Fare under her command.”

“Concerned, yes. Worried, no. I’ve learned never to underestimate my father. He’s already caused Caterina no end of frustration. First, she tried to execute him, but he forced a trial. I suspect next he’ll find a way to avoid the trial altogether.”

“She won’t lose well,” said Richelle, evaporating Abeland’s good mood.

He glanced about. “No, and we’ll need to be ready. Any word about the remains of the Tub?”

Richelle shook her head. “There are rumors that the Butcher and Baker have been active near Relna, but nothing significant. Maybe it’s the last, desperate flail of a dead secret society. Like Caterina’s will be soon enough.”

Chapter Three – Whispers to Fear

Tee peeked out from behind a big pine tree. She pulled her yellow hood back down over her face. “I don’t see them,” she whispered to Alex.

The fifteen-year-old towered over her, standing right beside her.

He was dressed in his daily garb of a worn, green, long coat and high-collar shirt. The cuffs and elbows of their clothes were threadbare, and the stains and small tears told much of the story of the past two months since Kar’m.

The dense forest was carpeted with autumn leaves of all shapes and colors. The majestic trees seemed innocent of it all, with the canopy high overhead still thick and blocking some of the afternoon sun.

A rifle crackled in the distance.

“That was further away than the last time,” said Alex, his Enderian accent crisp and sharp. He tugged on his cuffs and pulled up his coat’s collar. His chin raised, he scowled at the landscape.

“See, I told you they’d go the wrong way,” said Tee, leaning against the trunk of the tree. She pulled back her yellow hood and put down the leather sack. She slid her backpack to the ground, rolling her shoulders in relief. “I have to admit that was more of a chase than I was hoping for.”

Alex grumbled, running a hand through his short, tight-curled, black hair. “These missions the leaders of the Tub have been sending us on are getting more and more dangerous. We shouldn’t be doing them.” He gave Tee a sideways glance. “There’s no Tub, so why are we doing their bidding?”

“Because that’s the only way we’re going to get my grandpapa back or see any of our families again.”

Alex bristled. “If they wanted to save Nikolas Klaus, then I believe they would have already done so. That Madame DeBoeuf, Elly’s supposed grandmother, she has many plans.”

Tee raised an eyebrow. “What are you talking about?”

His face tensed, and he turned away. “Nothing. I’m sure she promises everyone something to keep them in check.”

“Alex, what’s going on?”

He shrugged.

Tee shook her head. “I don’t like that they’ve been keeping us all apart. Madame DeBoeuf, in particular, has been preventing any of us from having any time alone, but I think it’s because she’s worried about our safety.”

“Are you that naive?”

“Excuse me?” snapped Tee. “I’m going to do whatever it takes to save my grandpapa, and I have complete faith in my other grandfather, Sam.”

Alex licked his lips and looked at Tee. “I would like Nikolas Klaus to be free; I do. He sounds like a splendid man. But I am not sure I’m willing to risk my life for his.”

“Ah. Wow.” Tee checked the cable that ran from her armband grapnel device to the backpack. “We’re all on the same side you know.”

He slowly shook his head back and forth. “I’m not sure. I believe if the Butcher and Baker wanted to save Nikolas Klaus, they would have done it weeks ago.”

Tee’s face twitched. “Is it true that when you were paired with Elly a few days ago, you basically sat out and she had to do everything? She mentioned it quickly before we left, but I couldn’t quite believe you’d do that, until now.”

Alex nervously brushed his sleeves. “We were asked to break the law, to steal maps from a cartographer. And those maps didn’t seem to have anything to do with freeing your grandfather. We didn’t even leave any money to pay for them. That’s wrong.” He gestured about. “Don’t you see how they’re warping our sense of what’s right and wrong? I mean, you still have not said anything about regretting killing those men at Kar’m.” His eyes welled up. “How can you live with yourself?”

Tee stood up and shoved Alex with one hand. “You’ve got some nerve.”

“It’s the truth, Tee. I haven’t said anything because I hoped to hear it come from you, but I no longer believe it will. I thought you were an honest and honorable person. But you killed those men when you threw them off that airship.”

She glared at him and went nose to nose with him. “They were killing good people. They were going to kill us. I did my best to make them stop, and if some of them died in the process, that’s what happens.”

Sorrow was written all over Alex’s face. “How can you be okay with that?”

“I don’t know what life was like growing up with your uncle as king, Alex, and I’m sorry you had to flee your homeland, but where I grew up, if a wolf attacks you, you do what you must to survive. If there’s no cruelty or malice in your heart, then you didn’t do anything wrong.”

He bit his lip and looked down.

Tee took out a thin leather strip and tied her hair back. She stared at him all the while. “So, you think I’m a killer? Or is this a twisted-up sense of being homesick?” She slid her backpack on again.

He stared quietly at her.

She took a big breath. “I’m going to pretend this conversation didn’t happen. I’m going to pretend that you’re just freaked out because there are men with guns hunting for us.”

Tee pulled back the white sleeve of her blouse. Studying the gauges on her grapnel-armband, she turned a dial until she was happy with the readings. “Give me a second to finish recalibrating this.”

Alex shrugged. “Anyway, shouldn’t we be scurrying along to the rendezvous point? We’re supposed to meet Monsieur Baker and Richy a mile or two from here, aren’t we?” He pulled out a compass. “It’s that way.”

Tee picked up the leather sack and slung it over her shoulder. “You don’t want to wear the yellow cloak, fine. But don’t judge what I do from your moral tower. You’re down here with me, and if you’ve got any better ideas, then share them.” She wrinkled her nose.

“I thought you were going to pretend many things?”

The edge of Tee’s mouth curled into a snarl. “Now I will. Let’s get moving.”

After walking in silence for several minutes, Alex broke the silence. “As the King of Endera, my uncle avoided wars with his neighbors despite the often prodding from war-mongers and the nefarious secret societies. He said they whispered poison and could spin one’s moral compass.”

Tee cleared her throat, her fists tightening around the sack and the strap of her backpack. “Drop it Alex. You have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Then what’s in the sack? Where did they send Amami? Why did Madame DeBoeuf send Mounira off to stay with Christina Creangle and the Moufan-Men?”

Tee glared at him.

“It was like when she sent Bakon and Egelina-Marie out west. She did it then told us. She claims it was because she didn’t want a little child getting hurt, but Mounira was the only one hitting the Butcher with questions.”

They jumped as a shot rang out.

“That was close by,” whispered Tee, pulling her hood up and crouching down.

Alex leaned against a tree and pointed. “Did it come from that direction?”

“I don’t know.” Tee squinted and surveyed the area.

The air crackled with another rifle shot.

“That was even closer.” Sweat beaded on Alex’s forehead.

“Where are they?” Tee’s leg bounced with anticipation. “They’re probably a hundred and fifty yards or so. Let’s go this way.” She stood up and took his arm.

“How can you estimate like that?” asked Alex.

“We did it in our lessons. Didn’t you learn that in—what’s it called?—school?”


She scoffed. “Well, maybe we’re not the barbarian brutes you secretly think we are.”

Two more shots rang out, one taking a chunk out of a nearby tree.

“Let’s get out of here,” said Tee, running and pulling him along.

Alex looked back over his shoulder. “I can see something moving.”

“Eyes up ahead. Run and live, look and die. That’s what Amami says.”

“I don’t think we’re going to outrun them this time. We had the rain last time to help us lose them,” said Alex, his voice laced with panic, his hands slick and shaking.

Tee changed their course sharply.

“Why this way?”

She craned her neck to stare upwards. “Do you see something shiny up there?”

“What are you looking for?” Alex glanced about.

“I think it’s a canopy bridge. Elly, Richy, and I found some a while back when we dealt with the Ginger Lady. Grab on to me,” said Tee, pulling back her sleeve and fidgeting with her armband.

“What are you doing?”

“We’re going to test out the latest edition of this contraption of mine and hopefully not die. How strong is that belt of yours?” She pointed her armband upwards.

“I don’t understand,” said Alex, his arms outstretched, his eyes wide and wild.

Tee pulled him right up to her and glared. He grabbed on to her, and she fired the grapnel up into the air. “Hang on!”

They zoomed through the air until they came right up to the metal canopy bridge. It was covered in leaves and branches.

“Climb around the edge and onto the bridge.”

“What are we doing?”

“Please, just do what I’m asking.”

“Is this safe?”

“Now’s not really a great time to be asking that,” said Tee, looking below for their pursuers.

“This is what I’m talking about. How is this the type of thing that a young lady should be doing? This is lunacy. The Tub makes you think this is normal,” said Alex, getting a firm hold of the metal slats and carefully making his way up and over the side of the canopy bridge. “How do you even know about this thing?”

Shaking her head at him, she freed the grapnel. “Good, it’s still usable.” She then turned two knobs on her armband, and the cable started reversing. Sliding her backpack off, she began feeding the cable carefully back into it.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting it ready in case we need it again. By the way, we have company.” She pointed downwards at the confused Red Hoods who were walking about, weapons out, cursing.

Alex looked at the fifty yards of bridge that headed off to the east, and then the same distance to the west. “This is huge.”

“Yeah, pretty big,” she said, finishing up with the cable and closing her backpack.

“Which way are we supposed to go?”

“Shh. Nowhere, yet. We don’t want to make noise and tell them where we are. Also… I don’t know anything about this bridge. For all I know, it could fall apart as we run on it. I’ve done the dangling in front of bad guys thing before, not my favorite moment.”

“What?” Alex put his head in his hands. “Can you just be serious?”

“I could, but since Elly’s not here, someone needs to be snarky,” said Tee, watching the Red Hoods below.

One raised his pistol and shot into the air randomly. He waited then fired another shot in a different direction.

Tee glanced at Alex, whose face was flush and whose head kept shaking back and forth. “We’re going to be okay.” She put a hand on his arm. “Really.”

“This isn’t what I was raised for. I’m supposed to be in a royal court. I’m supposed to be studying and inventing, maybe leading conventioneers someday. Not hiding in trees and running from agents of the One True Fare.” He stared at her, tears of terror in his eyes. “What are we even doing here?”

“You flew in the air to save me, remember?”

“I wasn’t thinking then; I am now.”

“Then just stop thinking. Breathe, and just be. We’re here and we’re going to be okay.” She pointed to one of the ends of the canopy bridge. “Over there is either a ladder down or another bridge and then a ladder down to the ground. In two minutes, we’re going to be on our way.”

Alex tapped his fingertips on his forehead.


His eyes met hers. “I am okay. What do we need to do?”

The Red Hoods fired another shot, this one ricocheting off a nearby piece of the canopy bridge.

Tee and Alex froze, staring at each other. They could hear the confused Red Hoods below.

“I can’t understand what they’re saying,” said Tee.

Alex put a finger to his lips, his eyes moving side to side intently.

Tee waited anxiously, scouring the landscape for more signs of trouble. After a minute, she pulled out the pocket watch her granddad, Sam Baker, had given her.

Alex put his hands over the pocket watch as he continued to listen intently.

Glancing down, Tee noticed one of the Red Hoods pointing a rifle in the air. She grabbed Alex, making sure her yellow cloak was underneath them.


A shot rang out.

“Yigging pargo,” cursed Tee, letting Alex go. She rubbed her back. “That stings.”

They peeked down and watched as the Red Hoods threw up their hands and started walking off.

Tee patted Alex on the sleeve. “See, we’re okay.” She groaned. “Not great, but okay.”

“Yeah,” said Alex, standing and holding on to the tree-branch-covered railings of the canopy bridge.

“What did they say?” asked Tee, standing up and motioning for him to start moving.

“They said some things that didn’t make sense. I think they were mixing in a language I didn’t recognize—or maybe they were military words? One thing seemed important to them: having seen a Yellow Hood. There’s a bounty from someone named Lou.”

Tee grabbed Alex’s arm.

He turned to see her face was pale. “What is it?”

“LeLoup. Did they say LeLoup?”

He shrugged. “Maybe. Why? It doesn’t matter; they’re gone.”

“No. It matters. Did they say LeLoup?” she asked, her face inches away from his.

Alex frowned at her and peeled her fingers off his sleeve. “I don’t know. I’m perplexed why this is so important to you.”

“He’s the guy who shot Elly. Who Richy, Elly, and I first tangled with.”

Alex straightened his collar and shook his head. “It’s most likely someone else. You are simply paranoid.”


Adam Dreece kicked off his indie author career with his best-selling steampunk meets fairy tale series, The Yellow Hoods, which struck a chord with kids 9-15 and adults. After four books in the series, the former software architect put out two more young adult books, the post-apocalyptic fantasy book The Wizard Killer – Season One, and then his science fiction novel, The Man of Cloud 9. The first two novels in The Yellow Hoods series, as well as The Wizard Killer, have been finalists for Book of the Year awards from the Independent Author’s Network.

When he’s not working on his next book, Adam can be found giving talks at schools, libraries, associations, as well as comic-con type events like CalgaryExpo and FanExpoCanada on subjects from how to get one’s ideas out and stepping outside of one’s comfort zone, to how to give a successful book signing.

Along the way, Adam has faced many challenges, including working around his Dyslexia (reading and writing disorder), and needing to be ruthless with his time and energy in face of his severe asthma and chronic abdominal scar pain. He’s become an inspiration to some, and a symbol of tenacious hard work to others.

He lives in Calgary, Alberta, Canada with his wife and children. He is an active online mentor at, and is a busy public speaker, panelist, and author in Canada and the Pacific Northwest.

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Book Tour: The Dreadnought Collective by Terry Tumbler

The Collective will embrace several types of Black Arts as it grows and faces unusual challenges. These once belonged to the realms of Science Fiction but are fast becoming a reality in the emerging new

This is a series of Whodunits set in the future.
Seb Cage Begins His Adventures
The Dreadnought Collective Book 1
by Terry Tumbler
Genre:YA SciFi Fantasy
Seb and his younger brother Bart customarily spend all of their long summer holiday in Spain, with their grandparents. Gradually, as they all become older, relationships are strained, as the old folk try to find things to keep the boys amused.

It is not long before the grandfather, Tumbler, who is a retired detective, is using Seb as a trainee investigator to keep tabs on the movements of a sector of the local town who he thinks ‘don’t fit it in’ – they are in fact dwarves of alien origin.

Soon, Tumbler and his apprentice are rumbled, and Seb is invited to join a summer campus. Coincidentally, this is run by the dwarves and has only recently been set up, virtually on the Tumbler’s doorstep!

At the campus, it gradually becomes apparent that Seb and his classmates have been chosen beforehand, by genetic engineering. They find that they possess special abilities, which have been implanted in them at an early age, and realise that these are now being developed in a matter of weeks.

Whatever plans they may have had for the future, their chosen destiny now awaits them.


The Inlooker: Full Length
The Dreadnought Collective Book 2
This is a ‘black humour’ science fiction story set in the near future, where a man finds that he has a very special talent. It is to take over other people’s souls and thus possess their bodies as if they were his own.

As he becomes increasingly aware of his abilities, he first uses them to mete out justice to mentally warped criminals, and then to undertake sexual adventures.

Growing tired of what are, in the scheme of things, trivial pursuits, he embarks on a life of crime intent on accumulating serious amounts of money. Whilst fleecing the wealthy, he comes across an alien hiding amongst us, and is impressed by the seamless transport system on its own planet, so he decides to emulate it on Planet Earth.

With a colleague recruited from The Lockheed Skunk Works in America, he develops a vehicle based on UFO technology, and uses it as a stepping stone to power. His motivation soon goes beyond his revolutionary and hugely successful transport system, and extends to a serious attempt at population reduction. For this he requires even more prominence on the world stage, as he battles aliens to prevent annihilation of the expanding human race.

This book charts his progress, as he strives to achieve the impossible. It also monitors the impact on his family life, where he eventually has to decide whether to opt for mortality or immortality.

If all you want to read about is sexual adventures, and cannot be bothered with the future of mankind, this book is not for you. It is intended for those who like to ponder the value of life as we lead it, and what it could be like if we chose to take up the challenge.


The Time Slipsters
The Dreadnought Collective Book 3
A group of friends who have drifted apart decide to reunite and take a trip together. It is the near future, and their intention is to travel on the latest type of transport, in order to visit the ancient sites in Turkey.
They want to do this in luxury, and the travel company they selected has done its best to accommodate their desires. They are lost for words when they first cast their eyes on the spectacular, gleaming new
vehicle waiting for them. It is in fact alien in technology, and far more of a futuristic craft than a mere ground-hugging coach.
Unwittingly, they are entering a world where time travel is a reality and machines can cater for individuals as well as the masses.
Soon, they embarking on a sightseeing tour like no other they could have imagined, and meeting a time-travelling stranger who takes them under his wing.
More than one person has a hidden agenda, as they realise when reach a highly protected secret location. It contains hybrid creatures on which the Gods of mythology are based.
The Deaduction Agency
The Dreadnought Collective Book 4
Witness at first-hand a group of specialist investigators, as they set up and run a new, innovative crime fighting agency. They are dedicated to the resolution of criminal cases using paranormal assistance. This will be a new, innovative and emerging brand of policing designed to protect the citizens of our country.
Read how they deal with the anti-social, disturbed behavior of a wayward, divorced husband, who is on the verge of destroying the lives of his ex-wife and their two young sons.
Read how they identify the members of a murderous ring of pedophiles from relatively few clues, and bring them to justice.
Read how they move from ineffectively resolving one case at a time, and onto tackling multiple cases with far more beneficial results to society.
Read thereafter how they clear the penitentiaries of criminals, starting with the most dangerous inmates, using novel means to cleanse their souls of sin, and equip them for new roles in life in special
clearing centers. The objective is to reintegrate them into society, rendered capable of performing straightforward tasks and genuinely purified, via the novel process of atonement.
Read how they find one talented young man who was lost, presumed dead, and reunite him with his family. Thereafter, as agents of change, they help launch him on the path to stardom.
This is not a simple, gory, two dimensional book, but an exploration into the timely use of mediums in crime detection. It can pay dividends in assisting the fight against crime.
They use the latest techniques and technology in a future world that is not far removed from that which exists today.
The Sightseers Agency
The Dreadnought Collective Book 5
The first recruit to the new Sightseers Agency is a remote viewer who actively seeks the resolution of events threatening world security.
Both his fledgling agency and that of The Deaduction Agency are members of The Dreadnought Collective.
The term ‘Dreadnought’ is based on a type of battleship introduced in the early 20th century, larger and faster than ever before and equipped entirely with large-caliber guns.
It applies in this instance because the cerebrally talented agents who enter its portals are expected to fear nobody and be scared by nothing in the performance of their duties.
They pursue those who indulge in criminal and seditious activities in the
modern meritocracy using unorthodox techniques.
To give you some idea of my background, I was born in 1944, retired in 2004 and now living with my wife in Spain, amongst the Spanish. For over 30 years I was in the computer industry, some of which were with IBM before I got itchy feet, even though I was well regarded. Afterwards, I worked as an Organisation & Methods specialist and came up with some cracking ideas before I moved into mainstream computing and became involved in programming, analysis and
At school, I gained a string of school level certificates before leaving and gaining a commercial apprenticeship, an Advanced Certificate in Business Studies, and professional qualifications in Personnel Management and the Institute of Company Secretaries and Administrators. During my time, I have used desk top publishing and spearheaded the writing and publication of two detailed, technical manuals, one of which was regarded as the administrative bible by a (then) major force, British Olivetti. The other manual was used by me as a resident teacher of electronic data interchange (EDI) for a specialist software house, where it was distributed as a tour de force.
I took up writing at an advanced age simply because I had the time and desire, and the first hand enjoyable experience of helping my younger daughter to tame her two mischievous boys.