Friday, June 13, 2014

Blog tour: Justice (The Ferryman + The Flame #2) by Rhiannon Paille + excerpt & giveaway






Title: Justice
Series: The Ferryman + The Flame #2
By: Rhiannon Paille

YA fantasy
Paperback/eBoo, 401 pages
Published: April 2nd, 2013

How far would you go to destroy yourself?

Krishani always knew he would have to go to the Lands of Men, but he never thought it would be like this. Enemies everywhere, an ancestor he can't respect, elders he can't trust, a curse he can't stop and friends he can't help but hate. Desperate to end the pain, he sets out on a quest to find the other Flames and face the enemy that took everything from him.


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Excerpt:

“That’s no battle scar,” he said. He sized up the boy, focusing on his hand. “You’re turning. This is because of your calling.”

Krishani regretted returning to the castle. Not more talk of Ferrymen. He wrenched his hand out of Mallorn’s grip. “I don’t want to be the Ferryman.”

Mallorn scoffed. “You can deny it all you want, but you cannot escape it.”

Krishani went down the hallway. He knew Mallorn would follow him, but he needed air or relief, something to help clear his head. “I’m nothing.”

Mallorn grabbed his forearm and pulled up his sleeve to show him the black marks. “You have no choice. This will spread until you are no more.”

Krishani half-smiled. Mallorn meant it as a deterrent, but it made Krishani happy to know there was a way out. After all he had been through there was a way to die. 

“The end of me,” he breathed.

Mallorn whacked him across the back of the head. “Stop it. The Ferrymen are important.”

Krishani let his head throb. He didn’t raise his hand to rub the spot Mallorn struck. From the dream he knew just how important the Ferrymen were. People died by the thousands in the 

Lands of Men and no one protected them. He stopped at the sixteenth corridor. “I have nothing to live for.” 

Mallorn’s forehead creased in tight wrinkles. “Death. You must live for that.”

Krishani wanted to smack him for his answer. Instead, he balled up his fist and descended the stairway, heading towards the kitchen. “Hernadette!” he called. There had to be another answer, a cure for his condition or something to alleviate the aching he felt throughout his body. He passed the archway and paused at the mouth of the kitchen. A plump woman in soiled linens appeared in the doorframe. 

“You’re well!” she exclaimed.

Krishani shook his head. “Alive.”

“Which is well. Do you need something?”

He extended his hand. “I need a cure for this.” 

Hernadette covered her mouth with her fingertips. “That is a plague.” 

Krishani pulled his robe over his hand and shrank away from the kitchen. When he turned around, Mallorn stood in the hallway, staring at him. The Kiirar had a soiled gray robe underneath his cloak, a cord tied around his waist. 

“Come to Nandaro with me,” Mallorn said. 

“Avristar will sentence me to death.”

“You should leave before that happens.”

Krishani’s face twisted into disbelief. “She loathes me that much?”

“It is the price one pays for that crime.”

It was like knives stabbing his insides as the land he called home turned against him. “Does she blame me for the existence of the foe, too? Does she blame me for Kaliel’s death?” He sunk to the floor and covered his face with his arms. 

“Nandaro was the last place she called home,” Mallorn said gently.

Krishani couldn’t stay. He couldn’t face Avristar’s wrath. Defeated, he glanced at Mallorn and nodded reluctantly. 

“Aye,” he whispered. “I will go to Nandaro.”


About the Author:

Rhiannon is an up and coming Indie Author that writes Young Adult Fantasy books and some non fiction. She has a PhD in Metaphysical Science and Parapsychology. When she’s not writing books she’s reading minds, singing karaoke, burning dinner and sipping iced cappuccino despite her allergy to coffee. Some day she’d like to own a unicorn—as long as it doesn’t eat her. 

She's sold over 25,000 copies of her books worldwide.

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