An anthology of fantasy
novellas for all seasons from the hottest authors of fantasy romance and urban
fantasy.
WINTER'S WEB BY JENNIFER ESTEP
An assassin at a renaissance faire. What could
possibly go wrong? Everything, if youāre Gin Blanco. This Spider is trapped in
someone elseās icy webāand it seems like they donāt want her to leave the faire
alive . . .
A
CURSE FOR SPRING BY AMANDA BOUCHET
A malevolent spell strangles the kingdom of Leathen in catastrophic drought. Prince Daric must break the curse before his people starve. A once-mighty goddess trapped in a human body might be the keyābut saving his kingdom could mean losing all that he loves.
THE
DRAGONS OF SUMMER BY JEFFE KENNEDY
As
unofficial consort to the High Queen, former mercenary Harlan Konyngrr faces a
challenge worse than looming war and fearsome dragons. His long-held secrets
threaten what he loves mostāand he must make a choice between vows to two
women.
A
WILDERNESS OF GLASS BY GRACE DRAVEN
The stretch of sea known as The
Gray rules the lives of those in the village of Ancilar, including widow Brida
Gazi. In the aftermath of an autumn storm, Brida discovers one of the sea's
secrets cast onto the shoreāa discovery that will change her world, mend her
soul, and put her in the greatest danger she's ever faced.
EXCERPT!
A Winter's Web by Jennifer Estep
Chapter One
āI look ridiculous.ā
I stared at my reflection in the mirror above the long
counter that ran along the wall. Even though I had been peering at myself for
the better part of a minute, I still couldnāt believe what I was seeing.
Normally, my wardrobe could best be described as functional.
Black boots, dark jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt, a fleece jacket if the weather
was cold. I never invested a lot of time or money in my clothes, since they had
an annoying tendency to get ripped, torn, and covered with other peopleās
blood.
But today I had left functional behind for flamboyant.
A Wilderness of Glass by Grace Draven
Chapter One
The vestibule just outside the busy kitchens hummed with
conversation and the thump of wet boots. One by one, the musicians shed their
footwear for the clean shoes theyād carried with them during the slow wagon
ride up the castle hill.
Brida Gazi laced her shoes with shaking fingers, still cold
from the winds blowing off the Gray to scour the bluff on which Castle Banat
perched. She blew on her hands to warm them before tucking them under her arms
for additional heat.
āI can hardly tie my shoes,ā she complained to the woman
seated next to her. āI wonāt be much good on the flute if I canāt move my
fingers.ā
A Curse of Spring by Amanda Bouchet
Prologue
Prince Daric touched his fingers to the giant column of mist
and then jerked them back. He stared at his fingertips, but nothing had
changed. His skin hadnāt reddened; the nails werenāt blackened.
Nothing, in fact, had
happened.
With a nervous swallow scraping down his throat, he turned
his head to check that no one had followed him from the royal encampment. The
dying forest stared back with gnarled eyes, everything brittle, creaking, and
ready to catch fire. Nothing disturbed the too-dry branches, but it was only a
matter of time before someone noticed heād snuck off and came looking for him.
The Dragons of Summer by Jeffe Kennedy
Chapter One
āInspecting the defenses yet again?ā
Ursulaās question startled me, as Iād been so deep in
thought Iād missed her approach. From my vantage on the walls of Castle
Ordnung, Iād been contemplating the lush, green, and apparently peaceful
countryside. The early onset of summer seemed to please the locals. For farmers
and merchants, the fair weather brought welcome warmth for crops and dry roads
for trade.
For a warrior like me, dry roads meant enemy forces could
reach the seat of the Thirteen Kingdoms all that much more easilyāand fair
weather only made it easier to pillage freely and set fire to the rest.
November 13, 2018
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