HEY FRIENDS, I AM SO FREAKING EXCITED ABOUT THIS NEXT COVER REVEAL IT ISN'T EVEN FUNNY! IT IS FINALLY TIME TO REVEAL THE COVER OF SHADOWFAE; SEARCHING FOR EDEN 3; BY KATHLEEN KERRIDGE!! YAY!! I HAVE FOR YOU THE BLURB, THE AMAZING COVER, AND EVEN AN EXCERPT TO TIE YOU OVER UNTIL RELEASE ON FEB. 29TH, LET'S GET TO IT!
THE BLURB:
His life is in ruins; his innocence has been torn apart. Dare returns to his own world ashamed and alone.
Desperate for a solution to end the war that has devastated his world and shattered his dreams, Dare is prepared to use all the power of the gods if it means he can avenge his lover's death. But he is not as alone as he might have thought.
Dare soon finds out the war isn’t as clear-cut as he had assumed, and he can't get vengeance if he can't tell who his enemies are. He learns to question everything he thought he knew. As his power grows, Dare leaves his childhood firmly behind, and discovers friendship and freedom can be found in the most unlikely places.
Dare's travels take him through his own world and beyond, and his feelings for the mysterious man intent on saving his soul grow stronger with each sunrise. Dare realizes love truly has no limits and no boundaries: not even the grave itself.
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"So young and idealistic," a deep musical voice said, from one of the shadows. "Full of hope. Despite everything, you're still full of hope."
Dare looked up, startled. He expected to see a servant, or maybe one of Lysander's old friends from his time as a guard in Asanthal Palace. The black shadows surrounding him were as empty as they had been when he had sat down. With a shake of his head and a short exploration of his ear with a fingertip, Dare settled back to reading, annoyed his concentration had been interrupted.
Someone laughed. It rang in his ears and travelled down his spine, blooming as a warmth in his stomach. He felt the pull of the voice, and raised his head again. Seeing nothing but books, stacked high and wide, Dare closed the manuscript he was studying and folded his hands on his lap. Something primal told him he should be scared, but curiosity overcame any sense of fear.
The laugh came again. This time, it sounded impressed.
"You have fire. I like that."
Dare lifted his chin a fraction. "Who do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" he asked. "Introduce yourself. Step into the light."
"You have the look of your fathers, Dare, Prince of the Realm. Both of them. Curious, that you should look like them both, not just your sire. Your mother shines from your eyes, but you, Dare? Hmmm. You're something else, aren’t you?"
"Step into the light," Dare repeated, sliding upwards to stand as tall as he could make himself. "Who are you?"
"No one of importance. Not now. Once, maybe I was. But no longer. The knowledge you seek? What would you use the power for? Absolute power, after all, corrupts absolutely. If anyone should know the truth of those words, it is me, Dare. You're close to finding magicks more powerful than you can comprehend. But, Dare, think carefully and heed the warnings you hear in the darkness behind your closed eyes. There is no way to travel back in time and change the past."
"There is a way to change the future though, aye?" Dare glanced around his cramped quarters, making sure Lysander was nowhere near. Seeing he was alone, he crossed his arms and peered into the shadows. "Who are you? You can't be simply a disembodied voice."
"Ah, but there you are wrong, Dare. I am most certainly a voice without a body to call my own."
"Do you have a name?" Dare moved along the narrow pathway, his hands trailing against the books either side of his hips as he followed the direction the voice seemed to be coming from.
"A name? Once, I had a name. How old are you, Dare?"
"Twenty."
"That old? So young? Time passes so inconsistently for me, now. Why do you seek forbidden knowledge?"
"To stop this war. This insanity. To go to Paragonia and quash the violence and the rebellion. To stop them attacking humanity. To stop humanity attacking my people."
"To seek revenge?"
Dare paused. There was a certain part of him, desiring vengeance. He couldn’t lie to himself, and for some unfathomable reason, he didn’t want to lie to the voice. He continued walking through the furthest passages of the library.
"To want revenge is normal." The voice came from close to Dare's ear, startling him anew. It sent a frisson of something unnameable down Dare's spine, into his thighs. "It’s part of being alive, to seek to destroy those who have hurt you. Stolen from you. Acting on it, though, Dare? Many a man has met his end by believing himself a god."
"Technically, I am a god. Born to Gaia and the One True God, Orien."
"I know who you are, Dare, Prince of the Realm. I know your parents as well. I know all of you. I have been watching. Waiting. You had to hear me, eventually. Need me. I simply had to wait and bide my time."
Dare stopped dead, turning to press his back against a stack of books. He cast a globe of magical light into the air, squinting into the shadowy spaces atop the shelves, and between the endless stacks of dusty ancient parchments. Quite suddenly, being in the forgotten mazes miles from the brightly lit entrance, seemed foolhardy. He lifted his scarf, turned, and walked as quickly as he dared. Back the way he had come. He heard the voice laughing behind him. Mocking his cowardice as he started to jog, despite his ragged breathing.
"Very much like your fathers, aren’t you, Dare?" it called after him. "The heart is willing to end what it knows to be wrong, but the head insists there is another path to take. But who are you, Dare? Will you spend an eternity at a crossroads? Are you too scared to move in case you walk in the wrong direction? Will you stand idly by, telling yourself you do what is right? Let people take their own path? Bury them as they are picked off, one by one, like so many helpless cattle? Do you believe people deserve free will, Dare? That they deserve to make their own choices? That those in the far north are nothing to do with you? The humans they kill? Do they deserve death for the sins of their ancestors?" The voice sighed, quieting when Dare stopped and turned to face the direction it came from. "Do you believe the sins of the fathers should be visited on their descendants?"
"No," Dare answered, his cracked voice no more than a whisper into the darkness. "No, I don’t believe that. I do believe in free will. I think. But if they can be saved…if taking their will can lead to their salvation? What then?"
"I think that is a dangerous question, Dare," the voice replied. It sighed. "I think free will cannot be stolen away, even by the gods. To give free will, and then overrule it, would be the cruellest thing a god could do."
"But I can save them, you think?"
"You were created to rule, Dare. A child of the gods themselves. Born to rule, and guide your people to a new world. One where enchantment will sit side by side with the power of Humans. You have it in your power."
Dare backed away, feeling behind him with his hands to make sure he followed the path.
"My words scare you."
"You speak of rebellion."
"You need to ask yourself, Dare, which direction you should take. You need to ask yourself if you're brave enough to stand up to the gods themselves.."
Dare turned a corner, still walking backwards. He had been taught from the earliest age to never show his back to an unknown foe. He wanted nothing more than to get back to the safety of the entryway, and to be protected by Lysander's warrior skills.
"The truth scares you," the voice laughed. "Run, little boy. I have the answers, when you are ready to explore them. You know where to find me."
Dare turned and ran, laughter following his every step.
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