Friday, August 30, 2013

Here Ye! Here Ye! Wilder Mage is Among Us

For some of you, this is just a formality. You've seen CD Coffelt (aka Huntress) prowling about the blogosphere. If you haven't been to her personal blog haunt, then you may have seen her at Unicorn Bell where she and other writers share, critique and spread their wealth of writing knowledge. And they do it just because they're awesome like that :-)

So it is my pleasure to announce the release of her fantasy novel: Wilder Mage
About Wilder Mage:
Justus Aubre is a wilder. A mage unbound to the Imperium, and therefore a dangerous wild card in their eyes. The Imperium wants him, wants his power, but Justus has hidden for many years and now has some semblance of a normal life. All that’s about to change when Sable Rounds walks through the door of his antique shop, looking for work. Justus instantly knows what Sable is, he just doesn’t know the danger he’s in.
Alone, also on the run from the Imperium, Sable longs for a normal life. For somewhere to belong. She finds this when Justus hires her, but she knows it’s temporary and fragile, an illusion. Though she hates to think about it, she knows that one day she will have to move on.

The Imperium is always behind her, waiting. When they finally find Sable, they find Justus. And all hell’s about to break loose.

And here's an excerpt for your sheer enjoyment:
“What about the cellar?” Sable said.
When he didn’t respond, she threw him a sidelong glance. “The cellar,” she said again. “Is there anything down there I need to…know about?”
“I’ll leave…” He stopped when she turned to him fully, her mouth shaped into a firm line. “I wrote down how to get into the cellar. It’s in my rooms.”
Absently he brushed away a bug that landed on his forearm, the glimmer of her full eyes taking every conscious thought from him. There was no mistaking the sparkle for stars now. Her shoulders slumped, and then she straightened them again. “Okay, it sounds like you have everything covered…for the window display,” she said. The brisk tone didn’t hide the break in her voice.
Another insect crawled on his arm and he felt the wind begin to pick up. He brushed his forearm again. A distant motor sounded, but he didn’t pay any attention to the thrum of the engine. Sable was pushing the silver charms down to cover the scars on her wrists, turning them as she did. Her sleeveless blouse had a deeply scooped neck in the back and her collarbones stood out from her shoulder. She had one arm crossed and was holding it with her other hand, her neck slightly bowed. As he watched, she brushed her bare forearm with her hand and the charms jangled.
A small breath of wind caught his clothes, smelling of cool wetness and the hairs on his arm crawled as if a thousand bees were humming there. His stomach dropped and he gasped. She whirled to face him with the same mask of fear he knew she saw in him.
“You have to leave. Now,” she said. Panic threatened to control her and as he watched, she fisted her hands at her side.
“It is too late.” Justus smiled. How strangely calm he felt. His eyes never left hers as he nodded at the approaching car. “They are here.”
Bert stood abruptly and Justus heard his gasp but he could do nothing for him. Sable’s mouth trembled then firmed. She faced the car. Justus stepped to her side. He found it surprising that none of the emotions he thought he should feel, nothing of panic or fear, were a part of this moment. Running was not an option.
To avoid confrontation, unthinkable.
The emotion sifting into him was something different, harder. Resolved. He felt like he was poised on the edge of a high cliff preparing to jump. Or fly. The choice was his to make. And with that, calm washed over him.
He loved flying. 

CD Coffelt (Huntress) bio:

CD Coffelt lives outside Maryville, Missouri with a bemused husband and way too many cats. She adores all things fantasy with a special love for urban and epic.
With a passion for good writing and Doritos as companions, locating Middle-Earth on a dusty road in rural Missouri wasn’t difficult. All it took was a little Magic, hours of reading, and an overactive imagination.
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10 comments:

  1. Thank you, Angela! I'm having trouble seeing your blog ...allergies/something in my eye.

    *sniff* Okay. I admit it. I'm a little bit verklempt here.

    Thank you, Sweetie. Love U Much

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  2. So very happy for Carol. Isn't it fab?!

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  3. Misha, I really enjoyed the excerpt so the novel's surely a wonderful read.

    Huntress, my pleasure and love you much :-) Big hugs!!

    I love it, mshatch!

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  4. Big congrats to Carol- I'm happy to see we share a love of cats, rural towns, urban fantasy and overactive imaginations...

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  5. Loved being left wanting to read more! Congrats to Carol.

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  6. Looks good. Ordered and inserted into my lineup.

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  7. Congratulations, Carol. Love the sensory feel of this excerpt!

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