Thursday, November 21, 2013

Aarabassa World Book 1 & 2 Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway!

Guardian Dragons
(Aarabassa World: Divided Realms #1)
By Catherine L. Vickers


Based on the world of Aarabassa where one half is dark the other is in constant sunlight. A magic barrier divides the darker characters out of the Lightlands.

Only the Guardian Dragons and the Changeling can pass through the Magic Wall. When the dragons over hear vamplins plotting to attack the Darklands, the dragon Queen seeks the Ancient Mage for help.

Three young Princes have grown up alongside the Changeling a female mage. Their world will soon change as they are destined for different adventures.

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Flight of a Changeling

(Aarabassa World: Divided Realms #2)
By Catherine L. Vickers


Based on the world of Aarabassa where one half is dark and the other is in constant sunlight. A magic barrier divides the darker characters out of the Lightlands.

Prince Raphael is taken on a pilgrimage to heal his illness, by Rikka the herbal nurse, but all is not as it seems.

Prince Amos and Prince Leon depart on separate quests to invite various races, including dwarves, centaurs and merpeople, to the Lightlands Council to ready for battle with the creatures of the Darklands

Heather, the Changeling is journeying to the Guardian Dragons lair, meeting with the Forest Keepers on her way. Her final destination, to meet with the monshaad Emperor on the other side.

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Book 3: Blood Bride will be released on the 1st December 2013.



Shainston the baker knocked frantically.

'Quickly herb nurse, quickly!’ The baker was eager for her to answer his pleas.

‘What is it, that ye disturb me in such a manner with all yer thumping an’ yer yellin’?’ she asked of the man panting at her open door.

‘My son, Rikka, he ... he’s had a nasty fall from a tall tree.’ Shainston paused to breath. ‘We were smoking a bee’s nest for the honey and he lost his footing. Come, come quickly old woman, make haste to my home please.’ Shainston was relieved that the village now had a healer.

They hurried through the dirt tracks nearing towards the boy’s home, the baker calmed himself, his speech becoming more coherent.

‘My son is conscious Rikka,’ he informed her trustingly. ‘We fear he may have a broken bone in his arm.’

‘I thought he was dying with all the noise ye were creating!’ Rikka responded, mockingly.

‘No, no herb nurse,’ he explained. ‘He’s in terrible pain but I don’t believe his life is threatened.’

Rikka said no more. Her Master would be displeased, he had intended the fall he had caused to be life threatening.

‘My lad’s used to climbing up to the honey bees,’ the baker informed her proudly. ‘He complains that a voice in his head tried to make him jump out of the tree. Have you ever heard such nonsense? I hope you can make sense of his ramblings herb nurse. I fear he has also bumped his head.’

Arriving at the home of the baker, she ordered the gathered neighbours out of the room, with the exception of the parents.

Quickly she began to inspect the child’s bones and head whilst chanting in a language neither parent could understand.

‘Can you help him Rikka?’ The mother asked worriedly.

‘Quiet!’ Rikka spat back sharply. She was concentrating on her Master’s instructions whilst chanting a spell to put the boy to sleep. Soon her Master would take hold of this child’s lifeline and her chanting would make it easier for him to consume the soul, through her. In a bleary-eyed trance, she
continued to chant and the boy became limp in her arms. The parents rushed to take their son from the old woman.

‘What has happened to my boy?’ the baker cried. ‘He only had a broken bone I am sure.’

‘Nonsense,’ Rikka managed to snap, although weakened by the deed she had performed for her Master. ‘He has internal injuries and I am trying to locate ‘em. Bleeding from his liver, he is. It’s torn in the fall.’

‘No!’ the mother screamed, shocked at this sudden change in her son. ‘He was awake. I spoke to him. He said his arm was hurting. How could this be?’

‘He also said he heard voices in ‘is head, is that not so?’ Rikka used this information to her advantage. ‘He was dying, woman. A boy cannot fall that far without damage to his body. Even I could not have saved him and I have saved many a life.’

Rikka left the mother sobbing loudly, embracing her son’s limp body. The father wept on bended knees, his heart broken as he clung on to his wife and lost child. Rikka smiled. A small meal for her Master, many more to come.

About the Author:
Bio: New author and Indie author of Fantasy by night. Sell vintage and antique items via e-commerce by day. Four grown up children and 2 wee grand children. Three dogs (now two as I lost my oldest companion to cancer) and and a very curios cat who follows us on dog walks.

*Guardian Dragons, Book 1 on Amazon in kindle version and paperback.
*Flight of a Changeling, Book 2 on Amazon as Paperback.

Love to write but if I'm honest I don't much enjoy the computer work I have to do as an Indie author, it is very time consuming. So many other things I'd much rather be doing. But, there you go, it has to be done so I'd better get working on it.
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