I’m
very excited to showcase Siren
Tamer,
the exciting new YA Paranormal by Sofia St. Angeles, which released October 28,
2014. Please take a minute to read what Siren Tamer is about and also enjoy an
excerpt from the novel. I’m sure you’re going to want to obtain a copy of this
excellent book from this new, up and coming author.
Siren
Tamer
Book
One of the Siren Tamer Series
By
Sofia St. Angeles
YA
Paranormal
I’m
a Siren Tamer and she’s my Siren. We’re a legendary matched set that only
occurs once every thousand years. When we’re together we’re at peace, and can
conquer the world—literally. Apart, I can’t stop thinking about her, and . . .
she could accidentally kill herself.
Crazy,
huh? Well, it gets even better.
We
know nothing of our powers. The few people who do know, have kept it from us
our entire lives. But now, they know I’ve heard The Whisperings, and they’re
running into some issues. One: How do they tell us what we’re capable of? And
two: How can they get my Siren to stop hating my guts?
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~~~Excerpt~~~
“Are
you sure he said he was coming today?”
My best friend, Rowem, was still quite
concerned I might have dreamed the whole thing.
“Yes. And he said to have everyone ready.”
“For what exactly?”
I was pretty sure Rowem was just making
fun of me now because he could. I had been a nervous wreck for the last two
days. It still wasn’t clear to me what Nemmin was coming here for, and now I
had all twenty-five leaders of the Band of Brothers gathered together for some
unknown purpose. Try gathering a meeting during planting season with a big “I
don’t know” for a reason. I used the only tactic I knew would work: food. And
lots of it.
“I
already told you,” I sighed at Rowem. “Now take off, and try not to embarrass
me.”
He gave me a cross-eyed salute. “Yes,
sir!”
I threw a roll at his chest.
The Band of Brothers was a group borne of
necessity. Because of the sacrifice of our fathers, the patriarchal role had
fallen to us, the eldest sons. It was incumbent upon us to protect our people,
build our villages and city, and— to some degree— participate in the leadership
and government of our lands. Responsibility for our people fell on us and we
took it seriously.
Just then, Nemmin’s Striker arrived,
flanked by the Strikers of two other Kahlotah soldiers, who appeared to be our
age. After dismounting, they came to stand in front of us as we fell into loose
ranks. We’d gathered on our makeshift ball field south of the city plaza.
Stepping forward, I tried not to show how
intimidated I felt. “Welcome, Chief Captain Nemmin. This is my Band of
Brothers. We are honored to have you here.” I extended my hand to the soldier
standing on the right . He wore the bronze cuff of a captain, yet he was our
age. He didn’t move an inch, if you didn’t count the narrowing of his eyes as
he glanced from my outreached hand and back to the spot in space he’d been
looking at. It was just a minute movement of the eyes but it spoke volumes.
I knew some animosity had developed
between some of the Kahlotah and us . They resented the fact that their armies
had been used to protect the Anonlah , who had once been their enemies. Who
could blame them? I didn’t. I’d never witnessed the rancor up close and
personal, though.
Drawing my hand back, I glanced over at
Nemmin. His eyes seemed to apologize. I stepped back into the ranks. Nemmin
stepped forward.
“Greetings, gentlemen . I appreciate that
you were able to assemble so quickly,” he said. “I acknowledge I didn’t leave
Gideon with much information or time to arrange this meeting but, as you will
come to know, secrecy was preferable in this case.” Nemmin circled our group
with a keen assessing eye. “The reputation that precedes you is an impressive one.
Great enough to have reached the recruiter of the king of the Kahlotah, and
notable enough to supersede a waiting list of many qualified Kahlotah
hopefuls.”
We may all have been at attention, but the
sound of the gears turning in our heads was nearly audible.
“A situation has arisen that requires our
great king to make an extended journey. Of course, he has the royal guard to
accompany him, but, as you may know, the king has a daughter, Princess Aliya.
Nothing is more precious to His Majesty than the princess is, as his wife and
son have gone on to The Great Spirit. King Marxius has assigned me the task of
finding an exceptional team of warriors to form a guard assigned to Princess
Aliya in his absence. You will be that team.”
~~~About
the Author~~~
Sofia
St. Angeles is the debut author of Siren Tamer. She's a stiletto-wearin',
pirouette-turnin', book-lovin' gal who loves to archetype people. Archetype
people? Yeah. It's a new character tool she's developed. Okay. It's really her
obsession. She's fascinated by what makes people and characters so great. Thus,
she spends her spare time asking people all sorts of fun questions, really
getting to know what makes them tick! In another life, she hopes to be a
big-haired matchmaker somewhere in Texas. As of now, she lives with her hunky
hubby in the land of vampires and werewolves.
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