Isn't is lovely?? Can't wait to read!!!
Astarte’s Wrath by Trisha Wolfe
Expected publication: July 2012
A Kythan Guardians Novella
Prequel to Destiny’s Fire
Two thousand years before Dez Harkly developed her secret powers, Kythan Astarte vowed to free the Kythans from the binds that enslaved them to the Egyptian pharaohs and sorcerers. Discover the prophecy that originated from a very different time, and spans generations to link two very different girls...This is the beginning.
Set against the backdrop of the Battle of Actium, in the city of Alexandria, Star struggles with her guardian duties as her feelings for the newly named pharaoh of Egypt grow deeper. Not only is Caesarian her duty, he’s the son of Cleopatra, and he’s…human. All of which makes their love forbidden.
But when a conspiracy linked to Caesar, Caesarian’s own father, creeps its ways into Alexandria, Star must choose between helping her fellow Kythans free themselves of their servitude, or protecting her charge—the last pharaoh—while Egypt burns around her.
Two thousand years before Dez Harkly developed her secret powers, Kythan Astarte vowed to free the Kythans from the binds that enslaved them to the Egyptian pharaohs and sorcerers. Discover the prophecy that originated from a very different time, and spans generations to link two very different girls...This is the beginning.
Set against the backdrop of the Battle of Actium, in the city of Alexandria, Star struggles with her guardian duties as her feelings for the newly named pharaoh of Egypt grow deeper. Not only is Caesarian her duty, he’s the son of Cleopatra, and he’s…human. All of which makes their love forbidden.
But when a conspiracy linked to Caesar, Caesarian’s own father, creeps its ways into Alexandria, Star must choose between helping her fellow Kythans free themselves of their servitude, or protecting her charge—the last pharaoh—while Egypt burns around her.
Excerpt:
Whenever the sky bleeds, covering
the once-blue pallet with crimson, and the bright ball of fire burns through
billowy puffs of white, staining them and the earth in hues of red-orange and
amber…and ash floats on a non-existent breeze, I know the Narcolym Guardians
are waging a battle.
Shuttering my window, I unloose the hemp thread, and a sheer curtain veils the
sand-covered horizon from my vision. My fingers trail the cream fabric, the
tips tracing the darkening clouds against the light material as my other hand
curls into a fist by my thigh, dousing the swirling vortex rising up at the
charge in the air.
“Star…?”
Astarte, I correct inwardly, but
pinch my lips closed. “Yes, Habi?”
Habi’s footsteps echo throughout the mud-brick room as he approaches. “It’s
time…”
Anything vaguely about Egypt has my vote, this sounds like my cup of tea, not sure about the cover though.
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