It’s better to preserve life than to destroy it… but can Tei help the exiles save the island magic before its too late?

I’m running a worldwide giveaway until 17th July. Please check out the reviews on goodreads and enter now.

Goodreads Book Giveaway

Epic Fantasy at it’s best, 17 Jun. 2017 (BrizzleLass)

Blurb

The magical island of Kalaya is dying, along with its Sentinel. With the Kalayan people turning their back on magic, can Tei help the exiles find their new Sentinel before it’s too late?

Kalaya is controlled by the Assembly – set up to govern but now under the control of Rathnor, who is intent on persecuting those who have magic, many of whom have taken refuge in the Turrak Mountains.
Tei has been raised to hide her magic, until her father, Migil, is visited by an old friend who warns them that they must seek refuge in the mountains.
On the journey, an enemy attack leaves her father mortally wounded. He sees her into the care of two exiles, Rike and Garrick, and on his deathbed makes a shocking confession that changes Tei’s life.
Tei must put her trust in these strangers, especially when mysterious Masked Riders seem determined to stop her reaching Turrak.
Struggling with self-doubt, Tei joins the exiles in their search for their lost Sentinel. But the Masked Riders want the Sentinel too, and time, as well as hope, is running out.
Can Tei help the exiles save the island magic and reunite the Kalayan people before their ignorance destroys them all?

Excerpt

‘Wait!’ Her voice vanished in the murky expanse between them.
Finally, the man turned and she saw the stranger’s face – a translucent reflection of how he must once have appeared in life.
‘Why are you here?’ He glanced warily over his shoulder. ‘You should go.’
Tei looked around but everything seemed unfamiliar. ‘I don’t know if I can.’
The spirit shook his head. ‘This is no place for a child, it’s not safe.’
As he spoke, black shapes began to materialise in the mists behind him. The swirling shadows snaked together, merging into one. Like the blackest rain cloud, it shifted and contorted. Tei saw a flash of talons, a brief glimpse of a monstrous face, but the boiling mass of shadows never stayed still long enough to form a solid whole.
She opened her mouth to scream a warning, but the darkness pounced and ensnared the dead man’s spirit.
He gave a strangled cry. She saw the outline of his face stretching out from the writhing black mass, before the shadows swelled and absorbed him.
The ground shuddered, and for a heartbeat the magic around her dulled.

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