I am thrilled to be hosting a spot on the HEIR OF LIES blog tour by Mallory McCartney, hosted by Rockstar Book Tours! Check out my post and make sure to enter the giveaway!
About The Book:
Title: HEIR
OF LIES (Black Dawn #1)
Author: Mallory McCartney
Pub. Date: April 21, 2020
Publisher: MM Books
Formats: Hardcover,
Paperback, eBook
Pages: 397
Find it: Goodreads, Amazon, Kindle, Amazon Canada, B&N, iBooks, Kobo, TBD, BAM, Chapters
Indigo
“Hope was a dangerous thing. It could
consume every dream and make them take flight, becoming wild daydreams in one’s
heart and mind. Or hope could incinerate everything you thought you knew,
burning you down to your core, leaving you raw and exposed for the world.”
Emory Fae has only known one thing—life
at The Academy, a school for those who have special abilities. Following in her
parents’ footsteps, the pressure to uphold their dream falls on her and one of
her best friends—Adair Stratton. An outcast and feared by most, Adair longs to
break away from the expectations dictating his future. With whispers of dark
magic spreading across Kiero, Adair starts to doubt The Academy is all it
seems.
An unexpected visit ignites new tensions
as the roguish king from across the Black Sea, Tadeas Maher of the Shattered
Isles, and his heir, Marquis Maher, sail to Kiero. Notorious for their pirating
and wrath, for the first time in years, they demand the Faes listen to their
proposition for a new treaty. Caught in the middle of politics, Adair and
Emory, with the help of their best friends Brokk and Memphis, search for the
one thing that matters the most—the truth.
Their world is tipped upside down as
unlikely alliances are made, and war ravages Kiero. Through the throes of
betrayal, lies, hidden magic, and love, Adair is faced with a life changing
decision. Will he fight or bow to the darkness within?
But, Adair’s decision will change the
course of Kiero forever, setting in motion irreversible destinies for everyone
at The Academy as Emory Fae rises as heir.
Heir of Lies is the first book in the
bestselling Black Dawn series.
The Black Dawn
series is re- releasing and “Heir of Lies” (book one) is coming April 21 2020!
This edition will have an exclusive map and bonus content!
EXCERPT:
The afternoon sun soaked into his neck as Brokk Foster raised the bow, drawing the string back, his arrow nocked. The bowstring grazed his cheek as his arm shook; he tried not to blink against the sweat rolling down his temple. The courtyard faded away in that second, his hawk-eyed teacher, Professor Iasan, standing to the side, his arms crossed, his face impassive. Brokk’s fellow classmates stood near, and the looming structure of the Academy was behind them. A strand of his golden hair tickled his forehead as he exhaled. It’s not real, just release the arrow. Just release it. At the opposite end of the range, a stuffed dummy was raised with an emblazoned red target where a heart would be. Not real, not real, not real. Muscles screaming, he tried to empty his charged mind, to convince himself that the undiluted fear that clutched his heart was unreasonable. With still shaking arms, the arrow flew, cutting through the air with a soft hiss. Laugher erupted behind him, making him cringe as he lowered the bow and saw the lodged feathered end in the ground, not even close to the dummy.
“Enough!” Professor Iasan’s booming voice cut off his classmates’ jeers.
Brokk turned, lifting his gaze to meet the incredulous look of his best friend, Memphis Carter. Memphis raised one eyebrow as his smooth voice filled Brokk’s consciousness, only for him to hear, “Well, what are you going to do this time?”
Huffing, Brokk wrenched his gaze away. Sometimes his friend could be such an ass. Tactical training class was Brokk’s nemesis, and he met, not for the first time, Professor Iasan’s cutting accusations. “Foster! What do you call that?” More chuckles rippled out, and the tips of his ears burned. A minute passed, and then another as Brokk studied the fascinating details of his leather boots. “Well?” Raising his gaze to meet Professor Iasan’s, that familiar flicker of anger ignited in him. He was so tired of being trained for no acclaimed threat. The Academy had taken him in years ago, with golden promises of schooling him in the control of his abilities so he could have a shot at a normal life— that they all could. Over the years, the Academy had become a school woven from lies. The students here were regimented, honed, and molded into weapons. He did not sign up to be a soldier. Brokk felt his lips tug upward as he threw the bow at his feet. It clattered noisily, as he threw his hands out to his sides.
“I’m done, Professor Iasan.” He brushed past Memphis, not meeting his gaze.
Through the catcalls and hollers, Memphis’s voice cut through his mind, “Brokk…” Memphis’s tone only made him walk faster out of the courtyard, not looking back once.
The afternoon sun soaked into his neck as Brokk Foster raised the bow, drawing the string back, his arrow nocked. The bowstring grazed his cheek as his arm shook; he tried not to blink against the sweat rolling down his temple. The courtyard faded away in that second, his hawk-eyed teacher, Professor Iasan, standing to the side, his arms crossed, his face impassive. Brokk’s fellow classmates stood near, and the looming structure of the Academy was behind them. A strand of his golden hair tickled his forehead as he exhaled. It’s not real, just release the arrow. Just release it. At the opposite end of the range, a stuffed dummy was raised with an emblazoned red target where a heart would be. Not real, not real, not real. Muscles screaming, he tried to empty his charged mind, to convince himself that the undiluted fear that clutched his heart was unreasonable. With still shaking arms, the arrow flew, cutting through the air with a soft hiss. Laugher erupted behind him, making him cringe as he lowered the bow and saw the lodged feathered end in the ground, not even close to the dummy.
“Enough!” Professor Iasan’s booming voice cut off his classmates’ jeers.
Brokk turned, lifting his gaze to meet the incredulous look of his best friend, Memphis Carter. Memphis raised one eyebrow as his smooth voice filled Brokk’s consciousness, only for him to hear, “Well, what are you going to do this time?”
Huffing, Brokk wrenched his gaze away. Sometimes his friend could be such an ass. Tactical training class was Brokk’s nemesis, and he met, not for the first time, Professor Iasan’s cutting accusations. “Foster! What do you call that?” More chuckles rippled out, and the tips of his ears burned. A minute passed, and then another as Brokk studied the fascinating details of his leather boots. “Well?” Raising his gaze to meet Professor Iasan’s, that familiar flicker of anger ignited in him. He was so tired of being trained for no acclaimed threat. The Academy had taken him in years ago, with golden promises of schooling him in the control of his abilities so he could have a shot at a normal life— that they all could. Over the years, the Academy had become a school woven from lies. The students here were regimented, honed, and molded into weapons. He did not sign up to be a soldier. Brokk felt his lips tug upward as he threw the bow at his feet. It clattered noisily, as he threw his hands out to his sides.
“I’m done, Professor Iasan.” He brushed past Memphis, not meeting his gaze.
Through the catcalls and hollers, Memphis’s voice cut through his mind, “Brokk…” Memphis’s tone only made him walk faster out of the courtyard, not looking back once.
About Mallory:
Mallory McCartney currently lives in Sarnia, Ontario with her husband and their three dachshunds Link, Lola and Leonard. When she isn’t working on her next novel or reading, she can be found day dreaming about fantasy worlds and hiking. Other favorite pastimes involve reorganizing perpetually overflowing bookshelves and seeking out new coffee and dessert shops.
Giveaway Details:
One lucky winner will receive a $10
Amazon Gift Card, International.
Tour Schedule:
Week One:
12/16/2019
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12/17/2019
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12/18/2019
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12/19/2019
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12/20/2019
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Week Two:
12/23/2019
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12/24/2019
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12/25/2019
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12/26/2019
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12/27/2019
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Week Three:
12/30/2019
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12/31/2019
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1/1/2020
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1/2/2020
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1/3/2020
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Week Four:
1/6/2020
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1/7/2020
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1/8/2020
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1/9/2020
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1/10/2020
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Week Five:
1/13/2020
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1/14/2020
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1/15/2020
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1/16/2020
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The book sounds great.
ReplyDeleteI love the cover for this one. I haven't read this author before but this sounds good.
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