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To save a kingdom, a
prophetess must challenge Fate.
On the day of Yssa’s death
and rebirth, the god Apenth chose her as the Phoenix Prophetess.
Sea serpents and gods
endanger the young prophetess’s journey and sour the omens. Yssa is cursed
instead of blessed, and her duties at the Temple of Apenth prove it. She spends
her days reading dusty scrolls, which does nothing to help her forget Tym, the
boy back home. But the annoying yet gorgeous ferryman’s son Liam proves to be a
distraction she can’t predict, even though he rarely leaves her alone for two
Her boring temple life
screeches to a halt when visions of her parents’ murders consume her. Yssa
races across an ocean to stop the future. If she can’t change Fate, she’ll
refuse to be the Phoenix Prophetess any longer. Fate, however, has other plans
for her and the kingdom.
Yssa must either accept her
destiny or fight to change Fate.
book one of The Fate Challenges, by
Cherie Reich will be released on May 23, 2014. For more information about
Cherie Reich and her work, please visit her website or blog. The cover art is created by Laura Sava. To add on
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Here’s an excerpt from the prologue
He couldn’t forget the council’s
words or how they’d cursed his fifth Phoenix Prophetess. But visions of the
Kingdom of Amora in flames flashed through his mind. He could taste the ashes,
like burnt charcoal, and hear her people’s screams. The prophecy of the
kingdom’s destruction leaked sour bile into his mouth. The other gods,
including Kisa, the Queen of the Gods, might be willing to turn their backs on
their loyal people for Fate, but he wasn’t.
There was also this infant in front
of him. She reminded him of his daughter. His mortal family resided in the
Underworld, but he couldn’t let this child.
“I have to save her.”
“Think of the consequences, my son.”
He had. They both knew the gods
would find a way to curse him and this innocent child, but the price was worth
saving the kingdom.
Ignoring his mother’s shrieks, Apenth
leaned over the lifeless baby again. His lips pressed against her ashen
forehead, so cold to the touch. Postera clawed at his arms, but he shoved away
her hands. Nothing would stop him from completing Amora’s prophecy, protecting
the city named after his love.
“You are mine, little one.” His hand
pressed over her heart. Electric heat flowed from his glowing fingertips. They
tingled, nearly burning his flesh, but his hand remained steady. Luminosity
brightened around the child and him, further blocking out Postera’s pleas. The
room filled with the blinding white light.
“Live.” He commanded, pleaded.
“No!” Postera screamed as the
child’s life-thread ripped from his mother’s hand and joined the pulsing jewel
on her belt. The piece sizzled, reattaching to the gemstone, and transformed to
The light imploded into the child.
Her flesh glowed for a moment before the room’s shadows returned. A tiny
strawberry-colored birthmark in the shape of a phoenix blossomed upon the flesh
over her heart. The baby’s lungs filled with air, and a cry broke from her