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3/26/2018

Hooked on Windmaster Legacy, Escape Thwarted #MFRWauthor


Chose between magic, revenge... or the life of a loved one.


https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N1M7S9Y/This weeks #MFRWHooks Wednesday snippet is from Windmaster Legacy. To set the stage, Lady Ellspeth has escaped the dungeon of the rogue mage--and has taken the mage's innocent apprentice, Nobyn, with her. More than troops pursue her, for the mage has created werehounds that once exposed to someone's blood can track them to the ends of the world. And they are on Ellspeth's scent.

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Water rose to her knees as Ellspeth waded in. Her clothes clung to her legs. Watching for hidden obstacles or loose rocks that could turn an ankle, she led the way into deeper water. Nobyn grunted as he slogged through the waist-high river.

Halfway across, his gasp sent a spear of fear through her. She turned to pick him up, but the youth had not fallen. Then Ellspeth saw what panicked him. Third strode out of the trees a hundred paces upstream where the river circled in a lazy swirl. An estimated mass of a hundred men followed in a stiff silence. No retreat was possible in that direction. She and Nobyn had to finish crossing the river. “Hurry, Nobyn. Hurry,” she pressed.

Just before they reached the safety of the far bank, Ellspeth halted. Sealgair and his sailors blocked her path. The last remnants of a cloaking spell still shimmered around them. Ellspeth traced the riverbank upstream and her gaze settled on a large outcropping. It must have sheltered Sealgair and his sailors from view. But who cast the spell?

Sealgair’s men fanned out. Not in a flanking maneuver, but one reminiscent of an honor guard. Ellspeth knew who the men escorted even before she heard the harsh call. “Here, my little wizardling.”

A chill unrelated to the water flowing around her legs crept up Ellspeth’s chest. Striding out of the woods, wearing his blood-stained soutane like a royal robe, was the one man she dreaded—Bashim.

“Mistress, give the word,” Nobyn declared, barely hiding the tremor in his voice. “I will fight by your side.” The naked blade in his hand showed the youth’s determination, even as fear haunted his eyes.

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Windmaster Legacy Available At:
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Click here for another excerpt and a free read of the first chapter. And if you missed Windmaster, an excerpt for the first book in the series can be found here.

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7 comments:

  1. Nice excerpt. Heroing is facing a testing.

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  2. Love the way you build the tension.

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  3. Liked the young man showing both fervor and fear. Nice juxtaposition of two diverse emotions.

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  4. I'm a day behind here. Been behind all week. Love the last paragraph - very tense and visual. Tweeted.

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