Blog Blast: Excerpt from Ennara and the Book of Shadows by Angela Myron

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First off - look at this awesome cover - a dragon, a Pegasus, and I love the purples and blues! Please take a moment to read about this book. It looks like a wonderful Middle Grade read! It is on sale for $0.99! OH and there is a Giveaway! Go check it out!

Ennara and the Book of Shadows by Angela Myron
Series: Ennara #2
Publisher: Patchwork Press
Publication Date:  October 31, 2014

 

About the Book
When strange accidents start happening around thirteen year-old necromancer Ennara and her friends, she must search for the mysterious stolen artifacts causing the attacks while learning the highest form of magic--the spells that could prevent the fruition of a terrible prophecy.   

Equus ferus pegasi

 “Head due west until you find Estlan, then south to Dordonne. I’ve prepared the pegasi and griffins—they’ve been trained on the flight path and are rested. With their keen sense of direction, they won’t go off-course.” Formult clapped Snowflake on the hindquarters and stepped aside. She leapt from the door and into the air effortlessly. Ferrus and the two griffins followed.

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“Take good care and don’t worry about us,” Formult called after them. “We’ll have the school straight by the time you get back.”

The horses ascended as the door to the aviary burst open. The two druids from the hall tumbled forward. They quickly assessed the scene and raised their wands to the flying creatures. Smoos crouched to pounce and Formult unfurled his whip.

“Let’s get out of here!” Kithe yelled.

Without further instruction, the pegasi and griffins pounded their muscular wings and lifted them away. Galdlan retreated, quickly becoming a tiny village, then an abandoned bay, and then an island in a cold, dark ocean. In the distance, a cluster of ships sailed toward the tiny nation from the south. Perhaps these were the war ships Professor Formult mentioned. Ennara bit her lip in worry, pulled her cloak tightly and her hood up. The air grew icy, and she leaned into the horse to share its warmth. Beside her, Cinne did the same, resting her face against Ferrus’s dark mane.

Gevin and his griffin flew slightly above and behind the pegasi, to the left. His azure eyes shone from behind his heavy black hood. He was enjoying the flight as much as she. Kithe rode his lion-eagle ahead of Gevin. He’d bundled himself up in his hunter-green cloak and smiled as he gazed into the distance. The hilt of the Sword of Gisilfrid glinted on his shoulder.

From the tiny castle on the retreating island, a screech tore through the air, then another. Two tiny black objects rose in pursuit. Then another, larger object. Two larger objects. The tattoo on Ennara’s hand prickled. Her stomach grew queasy. They would not be allowed to leave the island without a fight. Long necks and massive wings pulled the large creatures into the sky. Dragons.

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About the Author

Angela Myron was born in Vancouver, Canada and lives in Los Angeles, California with her husband and twins. She grew up in the piney forests of southern British Columbia, studying tiny blue bells, dodging cacti, and creating fantasy worlds in her back yard. She loved to create fantastic worlds of fairies and goblins, then invite friends over to introduce them.

Angela studied biology and professional writing at university. She wrote grant proposals for nonprofits, computer software manuals, and freelance journalism before writing fiction. Ennara and the Fallen Druid is her first published novel.

Find the Author 

Angela’s Website
@AngelaMyron 
Patchwork Press 

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