Release Date: November 22nd 2016
In solitude lies strength. In unity lies power.
With Chayce Maynard on the run and the Kingdom of Argonas under Cymmeran rule, Ryleigh and Jackson are finally able to work on rebuilding their own kingdom. Until Jackson receives a cryptic message. Chayce may have been spotted in Argonas. Jackson sends a team of Cymmeran guardsmen to search while he takes his Death Dealer team to the wilds of Argonas to seek out the informant. Having been found guilty of treason, Chayce must be found and executed in order to keep Cymmera safe.
Ryleigh remains in Cymmera to rule and to figure out what’s going on with her sister, Mia. The younger girl has taken to spending long hours in the library with the Cymmeran prophet, Elijah. When the kingdom comes under attack, Ryleigh is forced to flee to an uncharted realm with a small group of survivors—a realm Jackson has no knowledge of and no hope of finding. Alone, but for the few people she was able to save, Ryleigh must decide whether to try to reclaim Cymmera or claim the new realm as her own and remain there in an effort to keep her people safe, forsaking those she was forced to leave behind.
As she slid past her throne, Ryleigh’s sword caught on the arm, and she took a step back and untangled it. She’d never get used to wearing the stupid thing everywhere she went. If not for Jackson’s insistence, it’d probably be stuffed under her bed beside the baseball bat she kept hidden there.
She pulled open a drawer on the side table behind her throne and rifled through the papers she’d stuffed in there in search of her leather appointment book. If she couldn’t find answers, may as well get some work done. It was either that or dwell on Jackson’s mission and the terror it brought. She pressed a hand against her heaving stomach. No. She couldn’t think about that. She had more immediate problems she might actually be able to do something about.
Several meetings had to be scheduled, and without writing them down, she’d never keep track of where she was supposed to be. Especially with her mind so jumbled with images of Jackson going up against Chayce.
She snatched the book, shoved the drawers shut, and turned to leave.
Ryleigh’s vision blurred. The air shimmered in the center of the throne room, and her ears popped.
She ripped her sword from its sheath even as the portal opened.
A seven-foot-tall beast built of solid muscle tore through the portal. A triple headed flail swung from one massive hand.
About the Author
Dani-Lyn Alexander lives on Long Island with her husband, three kids and three dogs. She loves spending time with her family, at the beach, the playground, or just about anywhere. In her spare time, which is rare, she enjoys reading and shopping--especially in book stores. Some of her favorite things include; Bernese Mountain Dogs, musicals, bubble baths and soft blankets. She's an incurable insomniac and has an addiction to chocolate.