Born to Rule. Lived to Heal. Died to Save. Born Again.
Aberthol Nauile doesn’t know that he beheld the creation of the world, ravaged by a war of the gods, and began anew; or that he led legions in a war that had raged since the dawn of time; or that he once rode on a dragon with his father. All he knows is that he awoke in a coffin deep within a tomb, hearing voices in his head, and now the whole world thinks he is their savior.
SHADOW SWARM by D. Robert Pease
From Evolved Publishing and the award-winning author of the Noah Zarc series and Dream Warriors, comes an Epic Fantasy Adventure novel spanning millennia, set in a world full of magic and dark forces where creatures of legend come alive. (Great for readers 15 and up.) [DRM-Free]
WINNER: Mom’s Choice Awards, Gold Medal — Fantasy & Science Fiction
Praise for Shadow Swarm:
“Shadow Swarm sucked me in….” ~ Michelle Isenhoff
“Great action adventure!” ~ AllisonBurres
“Bravo, well done….” ~ usafe7ret
“It’s extremely poetic and something I haven’t seen done in any other book that I’ve read.” ~ Tara Lee
“D. has a way of spinning a story that engrosses you from the moment you begin reading.” ~ LizzieBeth
“Shadow Swarm is a new novel that goes beyond touching the surface of fantasy and takes the reader into a whole new level of fiction.” ~ Lois Ann
Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / EpicThis award winner has been up and down in the rankings, but we'll be focusing a new round of marketing on the book in 2017, particularly as D. Robert Pease completes his other fantasy series, JOEY COLA. We think this will appeal to all markets where readers love a unique epic fantasy.
Burning oil and cooked meats barely masked the acrid smell of death. His swollen tongue tasted thick dust on cracked lips. Rough stone dug into his back as he opened his eyes and flung his hands up to shield his gaze. Dust billowed around his nearly skeletal fingers, which glowed red against the searing light.
The reek of death grew stronger. He struggled to move, but his legs were stiff, his shoulders jammed between stone. Sweat poured from his brow in this cramped box as he kicked his legs and grappled toward the light.
Straining against the edges of the box, he pulled himself up toward the ruddy glow. Gray dots danced across his vision, his head spun, and he nearly fainted. At last, the room steadied.
He sat in a granite box on a raised platform at the end of a long narrow chamber. Stone sarcophagi lined both sides of the room. A chill prickled his skin.
I have awakened in a tomb.
His mind raced as fresh sweat rolled down his grimy forehead into his eyes. Nightmarish visions of faces filled his mind—faces surrounding him—large pale eyes watching, always watching. A need to climb free of the coffin overpowered him.
Gathering his strength, he lifted his leg over the side and stepped to the floor. A dusty linen sheet fell from his body, and cool air tickled bare flesh. He felt a touch upon his breast. A delicate amulet dangled on a thin gold strand—a dragon and a lion locked in mortal combat. Set between the beasts was a clear, flawless diamond.
Lamps on golden stands filled the chamber with warm light, and rows of columns on each wall supported a ceiling lost in darkness above.
Sharp pain wrenched his hollow stomach. How long has it been since I’ve eaten?
The aroma of food nearby drew him toward a bright alcove a few yards down the wall. His legs buckled as he lurched toward a coffin opposite his.
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Translated by Daniela Toledo
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Author review: Terrific job of translation, and we would certainly work with her again. Aside from a few formatting issues, which is quite common, everything was great. Recommended. |
