My Sweet
Saturday Sample is a morsel from my latest release, an epic fantasy romance, Lost Volumes: Enchanted
Bookstore Legend Three. This is the third of a 5-part series.
Available at Amazon for only $2.99.
Lost Volumes: Enchanted Bookstore Legend Three
About the series~
In this scene, Lyra and Cullen are in the mysterious, underground world of Terza. They are there in search of a cure for a deadly black magic plague that is affecting the residents of the Alliance where Cullen lives. Along the way, the couple has a dreadful misadventure and encounter some fierce creatures. They have been tricked and are held captive in a barred cell to become food for a fearsome scorpent beast they have never seen.
“I just hope we
only have to conjure some trinkets and not give away anything of value, like a
staff or rings…or ourselves.”
Cullen nodded
and cupped a hand to his ear.
She did the
same. The familiar dripping of water from underground springs blocked her
ability to hear much else. After a few minutes, she finally heard a banging
sound, like trash being tossed in a bin somewhere a short distance away.
“Help—” she yelled, then changed her tactic. “We’re sorcerers and will help
you.” Her eyes locked on Cullen’s while they waited for a reply. The echoing
drip-drip-drip continued for another minute.
Clanging started
again from the same direction.
Lyra’s pulse
quickened.
A muffled,
shuffling sound drew nearer. From out of the darkness ten feet away, a pair of
black eyes glinted at eye level in the dim light.
Lyra squinted to
pick out other features, but the figure remained in the shadow. She held her
breath and fixed on its stare.
Cullen motioned
her behind him. “We’re sorcerers. If you let us free, we’ll conjure whatever
treasure you wish.”
Lyra peered over
his shoulder. The beady eyes continued to bore into their cage, but the being
didn’t move or speak.
“Who are you?”
Cullen demanded, clasping the bars and leaning forward.
A response came
as a hiss. The menacing gaze jerked and moved fast toward them. Before Lyra
could register what it was, a dark form darted along the stone floor and
through the bars of their cell. Light reflected off a snake-like gray tail
slithering inside.
It rooted in the
dark back corner of the office.
Cullen grabbed
his staff with both hands, drawing it behind his shoulder like a bat.
Lyra took hold
of a broom, ready to fight the scorpent.
The clanking
noise down the way started again.
From the shadows
beside a desk, the same piercing black eyes glinted at them. No matter how long
Lyra stared, she couldn’t make out even an outline of its shape. The dark body
reflected no light.
The scorpent
snarled.
The noise in the
alley stopped.
Lyra’s palms
perspired, causing her hands to slip down the broomstick.
The beast
quieted to a low hiss, and the sound of metal scraping over stone began once
more. Within moments, the noise seemed much closer.
The creature in
the cage with them let out a spine-chilling call, half growling, half howling.
From the
opposite direction and not far from the cage, something or someone shook what
sounded like a baby’s rattle.
Footsteps
thudded toward them. The clattering now seemed like many pieces of metal or a
chain.
“Help us! A
scorpent is in the cage with us! Please, help!” Lyra cried out, prompted by the
human characteristic of the footfall.
No one
responded, but the steps and scraping kept coming.
The eyes of the
beast in the cage lowered to the floor, as if to pounce.
Lyra heard
Cullen’s breathing, short and choppy. He wound his torso into a tighter twist,
poised to swing the staff.
In one swift
motion, the mysterious beast lunged from under the desk, and the jaws of a
pointed snout clamped onto Lyra’s shin. Razor-sharp teeth pierced her skin. The
force of the strike thrust her backward. Her spine hit hard against the cage
bars.
She screamed and
bashed the spine of what appeared to be a huge black rat, apparently not the
scorpent as she assumed.
Its body was at
least three feet long. On stumpy front legs, claws extended six inches from
their origin hidden under dense fur. Those talons pinned Lyra’s ankles against
the metal rails.
Cullen clubbed
the animal. His staff thumped against the thick hide.
The oversized
rat-beast only latched harder onto Lyra’s leg and snarled, pushing its weight
against her. The metal of the cage dug into her back.
At the same
time, the rattling sounded directly behind her. Held by the wicked rat, she
felt something lightly trace her spine. A wave of nausea passed over her.
Unable to turn
around, she looked at Cullen for a reaction.
Even in the low
light, she noticed the color drain from his face. His arms dropped to his
sides, no longer attacking the rat.
Lost Volumes: Enchanted Bookstore Legend Three
When Lyra McCauley learns residents of Dragonspeir’s
Alliance are suffering with a deadly plague, she doesn’t heed the warnings of
her fiancé, wizard Cullen Drake, to remain safe in her human world. After all,
she’s the present Scribe—one of five strong women in her ancestry who possessed
unique magic, each destined to protect the Alliance against the evil Black
Dragon of the Dark Realm. With Cullen dependent upon Alliance power to maintain
his immortality, the stakes are doubled for Lyra.
She leaves her college teaching and puts herself at risk for
the community afflicted by black magic. To find a cure, she and Cullen travel
into the vile, lawless underworld of Terza to strike a bargain with an expert.
Their efforts further enrage the Black Dragon, vowing to decimate the Alliance
and avenge the murder of his heir.
Lyra must secure the three lost volumes of the Book of Dragonspeir. Written by the
three earliest Scribes, each book contains energy. Possession of the entire set
will enable overthrow of the Dark Realm. Following clues into dangerous lands,
Lyra and Cullen seek those volumes. His assistants, Kenzo the tiger owl and
Noba the pseudodragon, prove invaluable aids. Only if they succeed, will the
Alliance be safe and Lyra reach closer to the immortality she needs to live a
life with Cullen.
About the series~
The Enchanted Bookstore Legends
are about Lyra McCauley, a woman destined to become one of five strong women in
her family who possess unique magical abilities and serve as Scribes in
Dragonspeir. The Scribes span a long history, dating from 1200 to present day.
Each Scribe is expected to journey through Dragonspeir, both the good and evil
factions, then draft a written account. Each book contains magic with vast
implications.
Lyra was first introduced to
Dragonspeir as a young girl, when she met the high sorcerer, Cullen Drake,
through a gift of one of those enchanted books. Using its magic, he escorted
her into the parallel world of Dragonspeir. Years later, she lost that volume
and forgot the world and Cullen. These legends begin where he finds her again—she
is thirty-five, standing in his enchanted bookstore, and Dragonspeir needs her.
When Lyra reopens that enchanted
book, she confronts a series of quests where she is expected to save the good
Alliance from destruction by the evil Black Dragon. While learning
about her role, Lyra and Cullen fall in love. He is 220 years old and kept
alive by Dragonspeir magic. Cullen will die if Dragonspeir is taken over by the
evil faction…Lyra becomes the Scribe.
I'm
looking forward to seeing what sweets some of my fellow authors on this hop
will serve. Be sure to check them out on the main blog page for Sweet Saturday
Samples.
4 comments:
*shiver* Nice suspense. :)
Thanks lots, Rachel!
GREAT scene. Really vivid and rich in detail with lots of tension. I'm wondering what's gonna happen next!
I'm glad you enjoyed it, Sandy! Thanks for stopping in.
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