The
Trickster's Totem Description:
Life has returned to normal for
fourteen-year-old Evan and his older sister, Claire. That is until Dunkle, a
clever but stinky little imp, pays an unexpected visit to their school. He has
come to take the siblings back to Sagaas, the mythical realm of the gods. Once
again, a Relic from the ancient Mysticus Orb has fallen into the wrong hands.
Only Evan and Claire, with their unique mystical abilities, can help find it.
Through the power of the Trickster’s Totem, a coyote trickster has escaped. His laughter echoes throughout the realm, as he spreads mischief and mayhem. He burns an entire crop of popcorn, carves his grinning image into sacred artifacts, and things really get interesting when he shape-shifts into Evan’s friends.
Claire and Evan must capture the Trickster, retrieve the Totem, and be careful not to become sidetracked by robotic Steampunk animals, “sweet” pixie-like Pains, and a problematic mermaid … all while dodging Mothman-like aces. Most surprising, Evan discovers the true reason dragons exist in the Native American Spirit World.
Through the power of the Trickster’s Totem, a coyote trickster has escaped. His laughter echoes throughout the realm, as he spreads mischief and mayhem. He burns an entire crop of popcorn, carves his grinning image into sacred artifacts, and things really get interesting when he shape-shifts into Evan’s friends.
Claire and Evan must capture the Trickster, retrieve the Totem, and be careful not to become sidetracked by robotic Steampunk animals, “sweet” pixie-like Pains, and a problematic mermaid … all while dodging Mothman-like aces. Most surprising, Evan discovers the true reason dragons exist in the Native American Spirit World.
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Evan and Claire Jones are typical
teenagers, forced to go with their parents to yet another boring museum ...
that is, until something extraordinary happens to make their day a little more
than interesting. After following a strange little creature into a closed
exhibit, Evan and his older sister, Claire, discover the Serpent’s Ring, one of
the magical relics formed from the shattered Mysticus Orb. Purely by accident,
they have awakened its powers and opened a portal to Sagaas, land of ancient
gods.
Before the siblings can comprehend what has happened, the Serpent’s Ring is wrenched from Evan’s hand by an enormous fish and flown back to Aegir, the Norse god of the sea. Evan and Claire, accompanied by a band of unlikely heroes, must retrieve the Serpent’s Ring before Aegir uses its immense powers to flood all the lands on Earth.
Before the siblings can comprehend what has happened, the Serpent’s Ring is wrenched from Evan’s hand by an enormous fish and flown back to Aegir, the Norse god of the sea. Evan and Claire, accompanied by a band of unlikely heroes, must retrieve the Serpent’s Ring before Aegir uses its immense powers to flood all the lands on Earth.
The Serpent’s Ring is FREE for Kindle
May 28th-June 1st.
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Author Bio:
A magical part of H.B. Bolton’s
childhood was being swept into worlds of enchanting characters, fantastical
creatures and extraordinary powers—simply by picking up a book. As a mother and
a teacher, she was compelled to create imaginary worlds of her own in order to
share them, not just with her children, but with all children. H.B. Bolton
lives in Florida with her supportive husband and two highly spirited children.
Shh, can you keep a secret? Not only does she write books for the
young-at-heart, adventurous sort who yearn to dive into a good young-adult
fantasy story, she also writes spellbinding, heart pounding women's fiction.
These particular books are written under the name Barbara Brooke, but that's
another story, altogether.
Books
by H.B. Bolton:
The Serpent's Ring (Relics of Mysticus, Book One)
Breaking Down (a short story)
Hungry (a short story)
Coming May 1, 2013
The Trickster's Totem (Relics of Mysticus, Book Two)
The Serpent's Ring (Relics of Mysticus, Book One)
Breaking Down (a short story)
Hungry (a short story)
Coming May 1, 2013
The Trickster's Totem (Relics of Mysticus, Book Two)
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Excerpt from Chapter 16
Something rustled in
the shrubs. Evan looked closer and realized the leaves were made of metal. He
searched, and when he found a rock, he pelted it. To his surprise, it sounded
like he had hit a stack of tin cans. A bunny hopped out, but it wasn’t a real
bunny. It looked like a little robot made from the same titanium and copper
found in the tree. Cog wheels made up its neck, and its cheeks consisted of timepieces.
Its legs were coils instead of muscle and bone, and they sprung as it bounced
toward Evan. Wires came from its nose, and they rustled together when it
sniffed Evan’s sneaker. It raised its body to smell the rest of him, and Evan
noticed tiny cameras in its eyes.
“I’m not sure whether that is one of
the coolest or scariest things I’ve ever seen,” Evan mumbled toward Dunkle.
“You are right to fear it, for it
belongs to the C’iatqos. I should have realized it sooner.”
“Nobody mentioned they had robotic
rabbits.”
“That is not all they—” Dunkle started,
but he didn’t finish. A tremendous clank
sounded from his left, and both of their eyes flashed in that direction. A
large cluster of trees shuttered; about half a dozen trees went one direction,
while the other half went the other. Through the center of the trees came five
hairy creatures, each standing more than eight feet tall. Muscles bulged from
their arms, legs and heaving chests. They came at Evan and Dunkle, glaring down
at them. Evan looked at his shoes, and wasn’t certain, but had a feeling the
beasts had pointy fangs and sharp claws.
One of the C’iatqos moved closer to
Evan. He poked his gargantuan finger at Evan’s stomach and then pinched his
arm. He then went to Dunkle and did the same to the imp. The C’iatqo reached
inside a hole in the tree. Something clicked, and the branches released their
hold on Evan. The roots eased away from Dunkle, and he staggered forward.
The C’iatqo grabbed hold of the imp’s
arm with one hand and Evan’s with the other, and tossed both of them over his
hairy shoulders. Evan’s face squished into the creature’s sweaty back.
“Disgusting—moldy eggs,” Evan grumbled,
spitting a long, coarse hair from his mouth. He turned his head and gasped for
fresh air. To his surprise, his surroundings didn’t smell much better than the
C’iatqo. The farther they walked, the thicker the fog and the worse it smelled.
A greenish haze had encompassed Evan’s head and rolled into his nostrils. It
was as if he had entered a sewer—not pleasant.
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3 comments:
Thanks so much for hosting a tour stop for The Trickster's Totem!
Thanks for the opportunity to share an excerpt from my book with your readers. I hope they enjoy it :)
thanks for the giveaway!
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