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Blurb:
Title: Firebolt
Author: Adrienne
Woods
Genre: YA
Fantasy
For the love of blueberries, Elena Watkins was destined for
greatness, even though she didn’t know it. Before entering Paegeia Elena was
not special, she wasn’t even average until the night her father was killed by a
creature she thought only existed in fairy tales – a dragon. With her father’s
death leaving her orphaned, Elena is whisked away to her true birthplace,
Paegeia. Arriving at Dragonia Academy, the premier school for young Dragonians;
a school she was never meant to attend because her father was a dragon.
Unbeknownst to Elena danger is lurking behind the enchanted vines concealing
the once thriving capital of Paegeia – Etan.
Goran, the darkest sorcerer in the realm, has lain dormant for
over a century behind the crumbling city. There, in the shadowy ruins he plots
his revenge to destroy the only weapon that can kill him – the King of Lion
Sword. When the sword is stolen without a trace Elena doesn’t think twice about
seeking it; knowing deep down that it is her destiny to save her new home.
Author Bio
Adrienne
Woods lives in South Africa with her husband and two little girls. She writes
full time and also in different genre's. She has different pen names, one for
every genre.
Melony/Kristen
Ping For NA, sub genres could be anything. From paranormal to Mythology.
Isabella
White for Woman's fiction/Erotica
Adrienne
Woods for YA. When she's not writing, she's reading books or help other authors
to get their work notice through her blog ADRIENNE WOODS BOOKS AND REVIEWS.
Contacts:
You can reach Adrienne Woods at the following links
Twitter: erichb3
Excerpts
The
belly of a huge blue beast on four legs the size of tree stumps stood in front
of the pickup. The sight left me breathless and my entire body froze. Dragons
don’t exist.
A
part of his head popped in front of me. Huge horns on the top of his nose lingered
inches from the windshield, leaving a foggy condensation on the glass as he
breathed. One of his frilly ears lay flat against his head, like a cat’s when
sensing danger.
He
climbed on top of the hood with one of his front legs, and my body trembled as
the truck started to crumble. A part of his wing came into sight. It appeared
to be shredded, with a sharp talon located at the end. Oval-shaped blue scales
fanned over its entire body glistened in the flames on the side of the road.
Maybe it only looked that way through the tears blinding my sight. Beady eyes,
sunken deeply into its skull locked with mine. The picture in front of me just
became my number-one worst nightmare. I shrieked as the dragon’s weight
shifted, forcing the pickup to crumble even more.
Another dragon sank his jaws into the one in front of me. Two huge copper horns
laid flat on top of its copper head. The blue dragon growled, and snapped with
gaping jaws at the copper one attacking him. With powerful force the dragon was
dragged off the pickup’s hood and thankfully away from me. The truck shook
slightly and groaned as if a huge weight had been dispelled; my heart pounded
as if I'd just run a hundred meters.
A
bolt of fire came from the sky and lit up the entire scene in front of me.
More
dragons landed with a thud in the middle of the road. One seemed to be green
with a long neck and a fin-like mane running from the top of its head to its
tail. A cloud of dark fog emerged slightly from its nostrils. The other dragon
was red and oddly beautiful, but something evil derived from its aura. They
attacked the copper dragon with startling savagery.
Get
the hell away from here, my voice shrilled
in my head. Quickly, I tried to unbuckle my seatbelt, but the clip wouldn't
release. For the next couple of minutes the earth shook with bolts of fire, and
lightning flew through the air, while I tried to free myself.
My
father wouldn’t just leave me here! As each second ticked off my watch, I
became more worried about Dad.
The
dragons came close to the truck a couple of times, but the copper dragon kept
driving them back, as if he was trying to protect me. I shook my head,
trying to expel that thought. Dragons don't exist. Wake up. The tips of
my fingers felt raw as I hammered endlessly on the buckle of the safety belt.
My face was soaked with tears and blood, but I knew that I had to get out of
the truck, and quickly too. With trembling hands, I pounded on the buckle with
my fist until it unlocked. Throwing the vicious restraint from around me, I saw
the copper dragon bite fiercely into the blue dragon’s neck. I watched as blood
squirted everywhere and pooled in thick puddles on the road. It staggered and
dropped down to the ground. Electricity still sparked off its body, but it soon
died away. The green and red dragons jumped on top of the copper dragon. It
knocked the red dragon hard onto the ground and crushed the green dragon with
its huge front legs. The sound of flesh ripping made me feel sick, and I had to
lean over as tremors wracked my stomach. The picture of the copper dragon
shredding off the green dragon’s left wing sent a stab of new fear deep into my
core.
Dad,
where the hell are you? I pleaded into
the darkness.
The
red dragon got back up and flew away just as the copper dragon ripped the green
dragon's neck apart. Then the copper dragon turned its gaze to me. For the
love of blueberries! I forced myself to look away from the humungous beast,
and I started to kick at the windshield with my newly freed legs. A new
sense of urgency punctuated every kick.
C'mon!
I kicked three, four times, but it
only left long cracks in the glass. Watching the copper dragon trudge toward
the pickup through the jagged cracks made the scene before me look even more
terrifying. The copper dragon stopped right in front of the pickup. Our eyes
locked, and I could see the vertical pupil inside a pair of dark, rich brown
irises. My heart thumped wildly inside my chest as it hooked one of its talons
gently into the shield and ripped it off.
It
paused, stared at me for what seemed like an eternity, took a few steps back,
and nodded in my direction.
It
wants me to get out? You’re imagining things, Elena. Dragon’s aren’t real.
I
didn't act. I couldn’t. The dragon started to shrink. Its wings and legs dwindled
into a smaller size until they disappeared. Its big head and horns shrunk into
nothing. I watched as the dragon's huge figure melted away. The heap transform
into the figure of a human crouching low to the ground. The figure lifted up
its face, and huge cuts with blood seeping from them ran down his face. It felt
as if somebody had squeezed all the air out of my lungs. I’d finally found my
father─ without a shred of clothing.
Review:
Imagine
a paranoid parent that moves you every three months so you never really get a
chance to make friends or feel settled.
Then in the middle of yet another middle of the night mad dash move, you
find out that dragons exist because one attacks your vehicle. If that isn’t strange enough, your dad
transforms from a dragon right in front of you also. The next thing you know it’s a week later and
you are waking up in a hospital in a totally different land and you are now
totally alone because your dad died in that dragon battle. That might be enough to mess with anyone’s
head. But then you find out that you are
supposed to be a dragon’s rider and are in a school to be trained to be a
warrior and ride a dragon. Sure not a
problem, just another day at the office.
This
is the life that of Elena and she is struggling to adjust. But some things are good. She has friends for the first time in her
life, a boyfriend, a stable home, but is it worth everything she has been
through and does she really belong.
This
well-written, page-turning story pulls the reader along the adventure Elena
finds herself involved in. The
characters are wonderfully personable and typical of people you know in your
everyday life, if somewhat better looking at times. They squabble and worry and have normal
problems along with their unique dragonish problems. The world they inhabit bursts from the pages
in Technicolor pictures.
I
give this story 4.5 out of 5 clouds, and look forward to more by this author in
the future.
This
product or book may have been distributed for review; this in no way affects my
opinions or reviews.
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