by Trisha Wolfe
Release Date: September 1, 2013
Cover artist: Steven Novak
Cover Reveal Organized by: YA Bound Book Tours
***WARNING: MAJOR SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN’T READ BOOK ONE***
Summary from Goodreads:
The moon goddess has taken up residency
within Prince Caben, darkening his mind and soul. Now he hunts the very women
he sacrificed his life to save, his conflicting desires for love and power
raging a battle within him. Kaliope possesses the key to setting Bale free, and
Caben will stop at nothing to see his goddess restored. Even if that means destroying
the kingdom he’s sworn to protect, and the infuriating woman who torments his
thoughts.
Kaliope,
now the leader to the newly formed Nactue Guard, has vowed to save Caben. But
with a traitor lurking among her people, and powers she’s unable to fully
control, Kaliope’s mission becomes shrouded with doubt. Her new role as watcher
over Caben’s kingdom brings a burden she’s unable to bear alone, and appointing
the right person in charge of the prince’s affairs has turned a kingdom against
the Nactue leader. Saving her stubborn, willful prince from the darkness
overtaking him will be the battle of her life, and she needs people she can
trust by her side. But bad blood between members of the Nactue obscure Kaliope’s
journey, while her feelings for Caben cloud her judgment.
When the
time comes to do what she must to destroy the goddess of chaos, will she be
able to if it means losing Caben forever?
Book two
of the Goddess Wars is told in dual point of view from Kaliope and Caben. New
Adult Dark Fantasy, intended for readers 17 years of age and older.
***Excerpt (Caben’s POV)***
The Crusher grinds to a halt. I’m
propelled forward, and my head smacks the low-hanging ceiling of the front
compartment.
“Damn, you fool!” I palm my
throbbing forehead, eyeing the driver of the Crusher—the machines I now call by
their Otherworlder name.
“Sorry, my liege,” he says,
backing against his seat, farther away from the glowing ribbons circling my
fingers.
Ignoring him, I study the luminous
white—like the surface of the moon—crawling beneath my skin, and marvel at the
power. My power. Had I possessed it
that day the Cavan Army forced me from my home, they never could have done so
easily. But then, I never would have obtained this power. Ironic.
“Just drive,” I tell him. I take a
seat on the front bench, away from the foul stench emanating from the back
compartment—our diversion tactic that will gain me entry into my palace, where
I know she’s being kept.
The glow beneath my skin
illuminates brighter, reminding me of her
skin. I curl my fingers into a tight ball.
The battle up ahead is only part
of my plan, one that I know Kaliope will fall for. I need the reserves away
from the palace. Then we’ll take care of her Nactue once we’re inside. My back
molars clamp down hard at the thought of her—a mix of something like fire and
nausea invading my stomach.
At one time, I felt things for the
black-haired beauty. I chuckle to myself. Well, at least my groin did. Just
thinking of her body makes me ache, and I have to adjust myself. But that was
when I was weak, when I only thought and felt with that weakness. As much as I hated my father for thinking me too feeble
to rule, he was right. I was pathetic.
Bale freed me. Released the part
of me that I kept buried, locked away deep down, and I no longer fear anything. I think of everything that
once made me shudder or quake with dread and laugh. It’s so simple.
Without fear, there is only
freedom.
Power.
And if I free Bale completely,
releasing her from within my being and making her corporeal, she’ll bestow me
with even more power. I don’t care what the dark goddess does or where she goes
once I restore Empress Iana’s relic. I don’t give a damn what happens to the
maggoty Otherworlders or their realm.
I just want her out of my mind.
And I want the power.
Then I’ll set my sights on
Perinya, and on gaining what’s mine.
A deep cackle fills my head, deep
and sultry.
“Quiet, woman.” I roll my eyes.
We’ve come to a compromise, the goddess and I, that she may remain within my
mind, but she’s to keep quiet. I got tired of her constant lectures and angry
rants about her sisters. She does stay silent…for the most part. But the sooner
I get her out of my head, the better.
Having a woman fill your thoughts
is a weakness in itself. A sudden flash of a smiling, laughing Kal blurs my
vision, and I shake my head.
There’s only one way to rid my
thoughts of that woman.
Kill her.
“Burrow, leach,” I command the
driver. “We’re coming up on the battle. Go underground.”
“Yes, my liege.”
Tonight, I plot. Find a way into
the capital of Perinya and into my home. And then take back what’s mine. The
goddess can have what she wants. I’m only interested in claiming what’s mine.
No one will ever take anything
away from me again.
Don’t get
in my way, Kal.
I shake my head harder, trying to
quiet the pesky thoughts that always spring up when I think of her. Something
left over from before—a residual feeling, an effect she has on me.
It won’t be there much longer. I
smile, and Bale laughs.
***
Of Silver and Beasts (Goddess Wars #1)
by Trisha Wolfe
Release Date: April 19th 2013
Summary from Goodreads:
In the
sand-covered queendom of Cavan, the goddess once saved a young Kaliope’s life,
preventing the mercury her father attempted to hide in her blood from reaching
her heart. Now, a cybernetic clamp filters it, but the silver streaks swirling
faintly beneath her skin are a constant reminder that she’s different.
When nineteen-year-old Kaliope is chosen as head of the Nactue Guard, she becomes the sworn protector to her empress. In the midst of an invasion on a neighboring land, Kaliope is placed in charge of guarding Prince Caben, the last heir to his kingdom. But when they’re attacked by the feared Otherworlders, Caben and Kaliope are abducted and taken below to a realm where they must fight for their life in a caged arena.
Kaliope struggles to protect her princely charge, keeping him and herself alive while battling inhumanly opponents, and trying to save the stolen, sacred relic that will restore her empress’s life force and all of Cavan. And if she can somehow awaken the goddess within her, she may save what’s most important.
New Adult Dark Fantasy: Intended for readers 17 years of age and older.
When nineteen-year-old Kaliope is chosen as head of the Nactue Guard, she becomes the sworn protector to her empress. In the midst of an invasion on a neighboring land, Kaliope is placed in charge of guarding Prince Caben, the last heir to his kingdom. But when they’re attacked by the feared Otherworlders, Caben and Kaliope are abducted and taken below to a realm where they must fight for their life in a caged arena.
Kaliope struggles to protect her princely charge, keeping him and herself alive while battling inhumanly opponents, and trying to save the stolen, sacred relic that will restore her empress’s life force and all of Cavan. And if she can somehow awaken the goddess within her, she may save what’s most important.
New Adult Dark Fantasy: Intended for readers 17 years of age and older.
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***Bonus Material***
Don’t miss out on the bonus scene
of Astarte’s
Wrath – Bath
Scene in Xarion’s POV
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