Welcome! Today I’m helping author Jeff Altabef launch his latest book, The Ghost King!
Who are Aalis, Wilkey & why are they going to war? Will there be more magic & mayhem in this second book? One of the best parts of this release is you can get both books for only 99c right now!
What else is so great about this release? This exclusive excerpt! There are 5 featured excerpts on this tour. One on the Novel Publicity page, one on Jeff Altabef's Website, and 3 spread among the 20+ blogs that have helped Jeff with this release!
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About the Book
An Ancient Prophecy foretold.
An Evil haunts the land.
A battle looms against overwhelming odds.
Led by a powerful witch, a wild invading army threatens to tear the Soulless lands apart. To survive, the three tribes must join together, but old grievances and hatred divide them. Only Wilky can unite them, but when he glimpses the future, he sees only a glimmer of hope; too much of the future remains veiled in darkness.
As the battle approaches, King Dermot orders his brother, Eamon, to stay behind at the Stronghold and defend against a possible siege. Eamon, who took an oath to fight the invaders, defies his brother, risks everything, and plunges into a desperate race with Aaliss and Wilky to unite the tribes.
Enemies from all sides conspire against them. Only together can they hope to succeed against the witch who will stop at nothing to destroy them. Yet even united, they will need magic to defeat this enemy at their door.
As the battle looms, only one chance at survival remains--the Ghost King--but who is he, and what will be the price of their redemption?
Wilky forced his eyes open, sat up in his bed, and breathed. The air came fast and hot. He should have been braver and lasted longer to see more of the vision, but he couldn’t watch anymore.
If only the images were part of a dream, he could try to forget them, but he knew better. He didn’t sleep much these days, and this nightmare was no dream; it was a vision that revealed flashes of the future.
Is that future set?
He hoped not. He hoped he could alter it, and thought he could, but he wasn’t sure how yet.
His sister slept in the bed next to his, curled around a wool blanket.
He wanted to spare Aaliss this future, but that would only happen if he tried harder and found another way. Until then, all he could do was shudder.
A future with light was the most important thing. Some sacrifices would be necessary for that future... and that light.
He strolled to the window. The first rays of dawn had not yet cut into the horizon.
Soon he would have to see the whole story. Soon he’d have to find the courage to know who would win the war, and how he would lead them to the light.
Soon, but not today.
He sighed and glanced back at his sister.
I must find a way.
Some sacrifices are too much.
I can’t let death take her. Piers was enough.
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