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As you may have heard, I am currently in the process of writing a new installment in the Dusk Gate Chronicles.
Leaves of Revolution is expected to arrive sometime in early 2014.
In the meantime, let me know what you think of the cover, designed by the amazing Mallory Rock! And enjoy a special excerpt from the first draft below!
As the procession began moving forward, the small, warm bundle in Quinn’s arms wiggled, and the baby inside opened his eyes.
“Well, hello,” she said, lifting him close so she could kiss his forehead. He scrunched his little eyebrows and sneezed.
William chuckled beside her. “I thought maybe you’d sleep through your whole Naming Ceremony little one.” He leaned in close as she settled the baby back into her lap, laying his hand over the gold-embroidered symbol on their son’s long green velvet gown.
In response, the infant yawned so fiercely that his whole little body shuddered, making both of them laugh. When he finished he blinked up at them, his gray eyes wide, and the sides of his tiny mouth edging almost into a… “Is he smiling?” she whispered.
William nodded. “You are, aren’t you, mister? You know what today is.” He slipped one arm behind her back, reaching for the baby’s fingers with his other hand. “Today’s the day we celebrate you.”
She shifted so she was even closer to William, relishing the warmth of both his body and his words, although she was mindful of the fact that as soon as their carriage drove through the castle gate and into the city, hundreds of eyes would be on her.
As they grew closer to the crowd, he kept his hand right at the small of her back, gentle and reassuring in a way that made her feel strength flowing through his fingers and into her.
She heard them before she saw them, the throngs of people – her people – lining the streets of the city, cheering as the carriages came through, rising to a roar as Quinn and William appeared.
Despite her worst fears, the baby didn’t cry at the noise, or even when a flower came through the open window, landing on her lap right near him.
Instead, when she held him up near her cheek where the crowd could see him, he flashed the grin he’d just been practicing.
“Little Show-Off,” she cooed. “Six weeks old and already you’re better at winning over your kingdom than I am.”
“What about Thomas?” Was it possible for a brain to explode?
“I … we … don’t know where he is. Or at least nobody did when I left Eirentheos on Sunday night.”
“What do you mean?” She had never seen William like this, never heard him so upset he couldn’t speak clearly.
“I mean … When he didn’t come to meet me in Cloud Valley, I just figured that he’d had something else to do, or that he was still mad at me over the way I’d been treating you. Without the birds, there’s really no way to send a message…” he paused, trying to catch his breath. Her heart sank into her stomach as she realized that there might be a completely different reason for his behavior this week.
“And then I got back, and everyone was asking me where he was, why he hadn’t come back with me, and then we realized. Nobody had seen him or heard from him for eight days. Then Nathaniel went, and he came back here on Tuesday night. Thomas still had not returned. Nathaniel went back again last night. I’ve been going out of my mind.”
She did the math quickly in her head, her heart speeding in fear. “He still hasn’t come back from Philotheum?”
“No, that’s what I’m telling you … wait. What did you just say?” His face had gone from bone-white to dusky gray.
“Um,” she tried to speak, her voice suddenly small. “Just before I left, literally right before I went through the gate, Thomas told me he was going to Philotheum to try and find your cousin Lily.”
She really hoped he wasn’t going to pass out, because if he did, she had no idea who was going to pick up either of them. Mrs. Williams was tiny.
“He went to Philotheum? By himself? Without telling anybody?”
“He told me.”
“And you didn’t stop him?”
Her jaw dropped. “How was I supposed to stop him, William? What was I supposed to do? He waited to tell me until the gate was open, and then he kissed me and rode off into the sunset. Literally.” Guilt tugged at her insides, though. She could feel panic setting in. She was suddenly overpowered by a familiar feeling – the exact same feeling she’d been having in her dreams every single night. Something was wrong. Very wrong.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” He looked stricken.
“When was I supposed to? I’ve been trying to talk to you all week, but you keep blowing me off.” The feeling was growing, like a large, heavy balloon slowly filling her chest, making it difficult to breathe.
“What are you talking about? I’ve barely seen you, and on the rare occasion I do, you’re not alone. Or did you want me to let Zander Cunningham in on the secret?”
There wasn’t time to argue about this now. Along with the heavy balloon was a sense of urgency. They had to leave now. They had to do something. She glanced up at the sky; it was nearly dusk. “Whatever, it doesn’t matter right now. We need to go. Right now. We have time to make the gate if we run.”
He didn’t question her, just followed as she took off at a sprint, his pace matching hers. They wouldn’t have to run far; the library was just off the main highway that ran parallel to the river. In a few hundred yards, they would be able to turn onto one of the many hiking trails that intersected each other, and follow one down to the riverbank.
She was so focused on where she was going, what she was doing, that she didn’t even register the quick glimpse she caught of a black truck turning left into the parking lot as she and William ran out of it.
In honor of the upcoming ALL NEW book in The Dusk Gate Chronicles (yes, that’s the special news!), ALL of the book covers in the series have gotten a minor facelift, courtesy of the amazing Mallory Rock!
Check them out and be sure to let me know what you think. Which one is your favorite?
And stay tuned for more details about the new book … cover and title reveal and release date to come soon!
Seeds of Discovery has been available as an audiobook since June, but now you can also listen to Roots of Insight, the second book in the Dusk Gate Chronicles. Roots of Insight features a special twist — the narration was done by me! So if you’ve always wanted to know exactly how I pronounce the kingdoms, or hear how I’d read the scene in the basement between William and Quinn, go ahead and pick it up. The audiobook is available at Audible.com, Amazon.com, and iTunes.
If you’ve never used Audible before, you can pick up Roots of Insight for FREE by signing up for a 30-day trial of Audible (which won’t cost you anything.)
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Yay for audiobooks!
Seeds of Discovery, the first book in the highly acclaimed romantic young adult adventure series, the Dusk Gate Chronicles, is now available as an audiobook, thorough Audible.com, Amazon, and iTunes!
To celebrate, I’m giving away three copies to lucky winners!
If you’d like a copy of the Seeds of Discovery audiobook from Audible.com (valued at approx. $19.95), just enter below!
Yes, that’s right! Canes of Divergence is now available! I hope you enjoy this new story featuring all of our old favorite characters, along with some you may never have expected to see again!
Yes, the rumors are true. I am in the process of writing a previously-unplanned sixth book for the Dusk Gate Chronicles. The release date is to be determined, but it now has a title and a cover, thanks to the incredibly talented Mallory Rock.
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