In the final installment of the fast-paced SciFi/Fantasy trilogy, Nell has more mounting questions she wants answered.
Nell had always felt safe on Earth, but when aliens attack, she must defend her family and her home. She must learn to use all her wexkian talents and quickly gain more if she is to win.
She discovers, it isn’t only the aliens she has to worry about, but a deadly virulent infectious disease has been unleashed in the known universe. Can she prevail before she too succumbs to the fatal sickness?
Nell must engage in the bloodiest of battles to save not only her extended family, but an entire alien race. But will she be willing to pay the price for victory?
Genre: FICTION / Science Fiction / Adventure
The first book of the trilogy, Curse, sells constantly with advertising wiht a high read through to Secret. Rankings float from 30,000 to 400,000 in the paid kindle store and all three books are regularly in the top 100 of their subcats.
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The scent of apple wafted in the air around her. A shadow moved in the corner of her vision. She stilled, holding her breath, and looked up.
‘Oh, it’s you,’ she said, sighing. How could she not have heard Sam climb the stairs? ‘I wish you’d cough or something instead of sneaking up on me.’
‘With these boots?’ He walked to the chair on the other side of the table. With each step, his boots squeaked.
Her lips wobbled into smile. Of course, she didn’t hear him. She probably wouldn’t have heard a bomb drop. The only thing she could think about was her father’s absence and her cousin hadn’t communicated with her as often as usual.
Sam chewed a bite of apple and watched Nell for a few seconds. He tilted his head and squinted ‘What’s up?’
She sighed. ‘Oh, I don’t know. You know how it is.’
He laughed as he sat down. ‘I should by now. Can you believe it’s been over two years since you found out you were an alien with magical powers?’
‘I’m not a magician. You know that.’
‘Maybe, but you’re bloody close.’
She let out a giggle. Sam had a knack of lightening her mood. She had to admit she liked her talents and couldn’t imagine life without them now. Sometimes she wished those talents extended to genuine ESP. She’d been worried sick about the grarls for two months and she’d only spoken to her father briefly in that time. Mekie, Nell’s Phib cousin, hadn’t visited either. Oh, she called Nell often, but Nell always had a feeling that she wasn’t telling her everything that was happening.
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French
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Already translated.
Translated by Zidane Doctio Tsague
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