From Ashes To Magic Blog Tour

Check out my stop on the blog tour for the upcoming anthology, From Ashes to Magic! 
 

From Ashes to Magic (Anthology)

by Various Authors

Genre: YA Fantasy

Release Date: December 2nd 2019

Summary:

It’s when they creep out of the shadows that you should beware. The good ones will hold your hand when you’re having a nightmare; the bad ones BECOME your nightmare, seeping into your very soul and burrowing in the darkness until they’ve completely taken over.
Ten authors. Ten stories. Many supernatural beings you’ve come to know and love.
Once you plunge into these pages, you won’t want to leave.
*****
REBIRTH A. Denner
Immortality always comes with a sacrifice. But how can Nova finish the deed when her Prey is the only one that can save her?
GABBY’S FUTURE Mikki Noble
A future-telling tree offers Gabby an unpromising future she must try to change. Will that change make things better or worse?
LIFE AND DEATH Nita Pan
Brimming with love and betrayal, the courtship between two gods explores what it means to have humanity. Is the divine romance between Life and Death doomed from the very beginning?
CHOSEN Jennifer C. Colvin
Stolen away to the Philippine Underworld by a mysterious goddess, dutiful and meek Bituin, a young girl from a small hidden mountain town on Cabu Island, discovers the gods have chosen her as a Babaylan (shaman). Newly imbued with powers beyond her wildest imagination, Bituin’s spiritual awakening sends her life into upheaval and rocks the foundation of her quiet town.
BROKEN PROMISES Evelyn Chartres
A young woman finds herself isolated from all she knows when her home is set ablaze. Despite insurmountable odds, she must risk traversing unfamiliar and hostile territory to find help, or declare her life forfeit.
CAN YOU KEEP A SECRET? Carmen Adams
Palkar Village is a bloodthirsty place for those of the supernatural, and after years of senseless persecution the Sorcerer community sought refuge elsewhere. For decades the Earth Sorceress Alina lived peacefully among her kind in a deep forest until one night of magic changed her world. The Sorcerer community lived in secret tranquility for decades…but would things stay that way?
HAVENLESS Ryen Lesli
Bitter Regret creates beautiful betrayal in Havenless. In the fall of 1513, the ebb was torn apart by the tragic love story of Torr and his Witch, Nahlia. Murdered by her own twin, Nahlia’s lost spirit roams the Haven clan, leaving Torr with a broken heart, fighting against the shocking betrayal that stole everything from him. A betrayal that will echo through time.
SULFUR NIGHT Abby Paul
Cursed. Tainted. Marked. The children born on the sulfur night aren’t like the rest of us. They can serve only one purpose. Perhaps the new gods are as blood thirsty as the old.
THE LOCKSMITH Air Meghlen
For Cara, a non-magical human, in a world of magic, picking locks is how she makes a living. Her quiet life is threatened when a mysterious traveler brings her a complex lock that makes her the target of a powerful enemy.
ORDINARY FAE Melony Paradise

 

The only way to hide from a Fae king is to live among humans—as a human. Can Izbella Rane have the normal life she wants, or will she be forced into a world her family fled from? 
My Review
I love reading short stories and I was extremely excited to read all of these! Though, what I enjoy most out of reading anthologies is discovering new authors.  I enjoyed every one of these stories. I thought they were all well written and unique. You really need to pick this on up!
Excerpt: Rebirth by A. Denner

Raindrops
singed Nova’s skin as they fell on her bloodied wounds. Delicate steam sizzled
into the night’s air with every drop, giving her shadowy figure the semblance
of a ghost roaming the forsaken battlefield. 
It’s never
been this hard to reach him before.
Her breathing was getting heavier with
each step. 
She had no
idea why he would be in a place like this, but the energy line that connected
them, the magical umbilical cord she’d made sure
not to cut all these years, could not be wrong.
The frozen wind tousled her long honey-blond hair as she stepped over the
lifeless bodies littering the ground. If it wasn’t for the protective spell she
cast over him as a baby, she would have hoped to find him already breathing his
last breath. But she could never let him die on terms not her own, even though
it would have saved her the trouble.
Nova never cared for death, but this was not her favorite part. Something
in the simple act of killing made the world feel fragile. But she had no time
for thoughts of that sort; her wounds were too great. 
A shrill whistle rang in her ears as she stumbled forward, the energy in
her stomach tugging more with each step. He was so close; she could already
taste the bitter tang of the kill on her tongue.
Almost there. 
Rays from the setting sun reflected behind her as Nova ascended the jagged
rocks lining the blood-smeared field. The ringing grew louder. 
From up on high, the battlefield looked like a sea of red, gleaming as if
beckoning her to drown in it. She could see him from afar… a small shadow
wrapped in light. 
A rush of energy coursed through her veins, pushing her forward. In all her
lifetimes Nova had never craved a new birth as desperately as she did then.
The ringing drowned out every sound as the world exploded around her.
Thousands of pieces of molten steel showered down in deadly rainfall, as Nova
crashed into the ground. Flames scorched every inch of her skin and smoke
charred her nostrils. She wanted to scream, to run, but not a single muscle in
her body would respond. With each cramped breath she could feel her lungs
caving, the cracks in her bones burning almost as much as the fire raging
around her. 
This can’t be the end. 
Dark spots clouded her vision as a strong pair of arms lifted her from the
ground. She couldn’t see his face, but the sudden calm in her stomach let her
know who her savior was. 
She mouthed his name as her vision turned black. “Balhar…”
*****
“If you want to live forever, you must be willing to make sacrifices.”
 Soft covers hugged Nova’s body. The burning in her bones
scorched from the inside, causing the world to drift in and out of focus. 
The spellbook rested on her knees, spilling darkness with every page she
turned. The coven had always been careful when it came to blood magic, but if
she wanted to do the impossible, there was no other way.
Shadows wrapped around her arm; a writhing snake of black mist, twisting
and dancing as if trying to merge into her skin. She had never seen a darker
spell. Just reading the scarlet letters made her shudder. 
Relief washed over Nova as a cold palm lay against her forehead and her
chest filled with clean air. A steady stream of murmurs echoed in her mind,
lulling her back to sleep. 
“Nova.” Her mother stroked her hair gently. “You are not strong enough my
dear. You will get attached.” 
Grabbing the dagger from the table, she stared into her mother’s gray eyes.
“You’re wrong.”
Her mother’s scream pierced her ears as Nova drove the dagger straight into
her own stomach, murmuring the lines of the spell in a trance.
It was done. 
The burning in Nova’s body faded and her eyelids fluttered open. She
blinked, blinded by yellow light as a wooden ceiling slowly came into focus.
Lumpy cushions supported her back as she tried to sit up, but a shock of pain
raced down her spine and a cry escaped her mouth.
“Easy.” A voice came from the corner of the room. “I’m happy to see you’re
awake. I worried I was too late.” The man was crouched next to a small stone
fireplace, his face illuminated by the flames.  
Nova stared at him, her heart pounding. Pale skin, sunken dark eyes, and an
angular jaw framed by shoulder length honey-blond hair. He resembled her so
much it was unsettling. 
The man stood, his tall figure just barely scraping the cabin’s low
ceiling.
Nova tried to pull herself up, but the pain flared with the smallest movement.
Her mind raced, panic overtaking her. How can I kill him if I can’t move?!
“You don’t need to be afraid,” he said, misreading the terror on her face.
“I found you after the blast. You were deeply wounded, though I believe I got
all the shards out.”
The blast… The bastard had to choose a war zone for his home. Nova
swallowed hard, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth.  
“I know you must still be in shock, but you’ll be alright.” Balhar smiled
reassuringly. “Here, let me fix your covers.”
As he pulled back the blanket, Nova’s heart skipped a beat. Cloth wrapped
her whole body, fresh blood seeping through. Her head swirled as he tucked the
blanket around her again, blocking the horrific sight from view.
“There. You need to keep warm.” He sat down on a chair by the bed. “The
name’s Balhar. Can you tell me yours?”
Balhar. The name made her stomach twist even further. 
Nova had no intention of talking with him or getting to know him. She had
managed 700 years without doing so and didn’t need to start now. 
“You don’t have to tell me this second; there’s no rush. Just know you can
trust me. I’ll take care of you.” 
She closed her eyes, not wanting to look at him anymore, not wanting to
hear his voice. Nova didn’t need him to take care of her. She needed him to
die. 
 Balhar started humming a low tune, causing her mind to grow heavier
until the darkness took her once more. 
The grass tickled her bare feet as she stepped through the forest. Giant
trees rose from the ground, their canopy high above in the distance forming
clouds of green. She breathed in the musky smell, savoring the delicate breeze
on her skin.
“Your basket is still empty. Stop daydreaming,” her mother said, picking
another deadly mushroom. “Better hurry up.”
The spotted red caps decorated the forest’s ground like flowers. Only one
bite was needed for the poison to take over the mind, killing you slowly from
within. 
“Careful. Don’t let it touch your skin.” 
“I’m not a child, Mother.” Nova rolled her eyes and plucked the mushroom
with her cloth. 
“It is not only you I worry for.” Her mother’s lips twisted into an
unpleasant smile. “Have you reconsidered?”
Nova’s hand instinctively darted away from her enlarged belly. “I will not
change my mind. It’ll be sent away as soon as it’s born.”
It is your child.” 
“No. It is a sacrifice.” 

Authors and Twitter links:

Mikki Noble @missmikkinoble
Jennifer C. Colvin  @JennWritesVamps
A. Denner @Adi_Denner
Nita Pan @nitapanwrites
Melony Paradise @katiania
Abby Paul @APaulWrites
Carmen Adams @_carmenadams_
Ryen Lesli @ryen_lesli
Evelyn Chartres @EvelynChartres
Ari Meghlen @AriMeghlenGIVEAWAY:

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