Curse (Book 1 of the Wexkia trilogy) by Dale Furse

A teenage girl. An extinct species. A murderous alien.

Curse (book 1 of the wexkia trilogy)

Nell is looking forward to leaving the isolation of her beach, and attending University in the city. But when her father reveals she isn’t human, but a product of two warring alien species, her life somersaults as ever-increasing evidence proves him wrong.

She is something else.

She must now decide if knowing the truth is worth risking lives.

With friend Sam by her side, she travels to an alien world where she must battle the growing number of enemies and find the hidden book containing the real facts about her ancestry—whatever that may be!

Genre: FICTION / Science Fiction / Adventure

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Coming of Age

Language: English

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Word Count: 68,000

Sales info:

Curse has 52 reviews and a 4.5 star rating on Amazon.com.

 


Sample text:

 

She sank down into the wet sand. Open-mouthed, she stared at the crocodile moving ever nearer with the tide. Her body still refused to listen to her frantic orders to move. Although her tender lungs protested, she held her breath as, closer and closer, the wide snout approached. The water vibrated as it danced around the beast. Its gnarly nose touched Nell’s skin above her sock. She shuddered inwardly at the contact, but her body remained as still as a beached whale. Had the croc just purred?

It surged forward, wrapped its jaws around Nell’s waist and dragged her into the water. Still, she couldn’t move, couldn’t scream. Scream, you idiot. The sea swallowed her. Why was she still breathing? She wasn’t but it felt like she was. She didn’t need air. Was she dead?

The crocodile backed up and gazed at her with large, black orbs, not menacingly but with a penetrating interest. ‘You are not dead.’

The words touched her mind. She glanced around but not even a fish was within sight. She and the crocodile were alone. Should she try to get away?

 ‘Good morning, Dar-Nellen.’ Words again sounded in her mind. The crocodile?

A tiny squeak passed through her lips. She shook her head. You can’t talk under water, dummy. What did he call her? Nothing, numbskull. Crocodiles can’t talk. I’m dead and dead people probably hear things all the time.

‘You are not dead,’ he said. ‘However, you are correct. Crocodile’s can’t talk. However, there are some of us who can find other ways to communicate.’

 

 

 


Book translation status:

The book is available for translation into any language except those listed below:

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French
Already translated. Translated by Zidane Doctio Tsague
Author review:
I can't read French, but I had someone who could check out the translation and they said it was really good.
Italian
Already translated. Translated by Alessandra Maggio
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