About this time last year I was showing you the marvellous new cover for SHADOW (Book 2 in the Romany Outcasts series) by Christi J. Whitney, and I’m thrilled to be part of the cover reveal for the final book in this YA urban fantasy trilogy, MIDNIGHT, which will be released on 25th May 2017. Continue reading “COVER REVEAL | Midnight (The Romany Outcasts #3) by Christi J. Whitney”
I’m super excited to be be participating in the cover reveal for Scar (Celestial Talisman Book Two) by Caitlin O’Connor, set to be released on 22nd July!
Read my review of Finding the Phoenix (Book 1 in this series) HERE!
About the Book:
Secrets surface when a traitor returns
The scar on Vinny’s wrist is nothing compared to the scars on her psyche. She isn’t a hero, she isn’t even a good person, and when a skirmish with one of the Handmaidens of the Skaath Diurga ends badly, she knows it’s partly her fault.
Nobody in the Circle could’ve guessed at the truths that attack would uncover.
One woman has sacrificed everything to end the war between Handmaidens and Awakened. Now, she’s prepared to damn everyone for her freedom. One final betrayal is all it will take to change our world forever.
Scar is the second instalment in the Celestial Talisman sequence, an adult Urban Fantasy series featuring dark, psychological themes. If you like multifaceted, compelling characters and unusual settings then this novel is sure to thrill you.
About the Author:
Caitlin O’Connor is a fantasy writer who searches for truth in fiction. She loves messy, complicated characters who blur the lines between Good and Evil.
A proud eccentric who aspires to be omniscient, she enjoys listening to music, trying to understand physics, and admiring unusual works of art.
She lives in the central region of South Africa with her son.
Keep in touch with Caitlin O’Connor on her website: Inspired Chaos
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The wings faded and they tumbled to the ground. Vinny twisted away from Blake. Sharp pains lanced through her hip and elbow on impact. Blake cried out, and Vinny scrambled to her feet.
“Blake.” She put a hand on his back. “Blake! Say something.”
He groaned and pushed up on his left arm. She put her arms around him, helped him to his feet, and shifted her body under his shoulder.
“Let’s go,” she urged as she pulled him along.
“Leave me,” he groaned. “I’m slowing you down.”
She didn’t bother to answer, just kept going. Blake had made her study a map of Denysrus, and all the places where she could summon the Sages in an emergency, like this one. She remembered being confused by the names, and the sound of his voice explaining that Arta Togarm was the singular name, and Artana Garm the plural form. A diagram of the city shuffled itself around in her mind’s eye, locations she wasn’t sure of moving around those she was. There was an Arta Togarm nearby, on Steyn Street. Adnes could heal him when they got there, but she had to hurry. If the Handmaiden survived the fire then she’d call in back up.
The alley opened into a street. Vinny kept close to the shadows of the buildings as she walked up it. Her shoulder was throbbing, gnawing pain. She had to stop, but not in the open. There was always the chance they’d run into some cops looking to round up druggies and drunks heading home from the nightclubs, and she couldn’t afford a run in with the Pigs. If the drunks and druggies bugged her, she could fight, but she didn’t have a cent on her to bribe the police.
She dragged Blake across the road and through the overgrown bushes and trees growing alongside a small theatre. Branches scratched at her face and arms.
Vinny collapsed back against the wall with Blake and panted for breath. Her legs trembled. If only the strange rush of strength she’d felt in the alley had lasted a little longer. She peered through the tangled branches. There was no sign of the Handmaiden, or anyone else, so she turned her attention to her Guardian.
It was too dark to see much of anything so she traced her fingers across his chest to find his injured arm.
“Don’t,” Blake growled as her fingertips made contact with something warm and sticky. Blood, lots of it.
“Suck it up man, we can’t leave a trail to Adnes.” She had to stop the bleeding somehow.
Vinny wiped her hand on her pants and tried to stay calm, ignoring the queasiness in her stomach as the rich, metallic smell invaded her nostrils. She had to focus. There wasn’t time for fear and anxiety.
Blake was always sensible, stable, and reasonable. Things she wasn’t. She didn’t know how to handle this situation like he would. Part of her wanted to just hide away, like all of this would vanish if she could find a small enough space to crawl into.
But Blake would die.
With shaking fingers, she removed the belt on her cargo pants, looped it around his shoulder, and pulled it tight under his armpit. Blake let out a strangled cry, but she ignored him and knotted the belt as securely as she could.
“Stop wasting time on me, Vinny, you need to get to safety. I can’t protect you like this.”
“Don’t be a dumbass, Blake, I’m not leaving you.”
Self-control. She’d spent years perfecting it under a sadist’s thumb and she called on it now, forcing herself to think. It didn’t look like they’d been followed, that was the most critical worry, but she had to get Blake to the Sages. She wasn’t strong enough to carry him and she cursed herself for not spending more time training as she ducked her shoulders beneath his uninjured arm and prepared to move off again.
“Come on, it isn’t much farther.”
“No,” he groaned. “Call Al.”
The image of a man with dark hair, a stubble-lined jaw, and brown eyes leapt to her mind. With it came memories of soft lips, the sandalwood and musk scent of his skin, and the sting of betrayal and harsh truths.
She did not want to call Alistair, but this was an emergency. Without further hesitation, she pulled her phone from her pocket, found his number, and pressed ‘call’.
“I need your help,” she interrupted him. “Blake is badly hurt, we’re in the bushes surrounding the theatre in town.”
“What happened?” he asked. She heard a door bang.
“Handmaiden. I don’t know if her dog got him or the Skaath but he’s bleeding.”
“Apply pressure to the wound, I’m on my way.”
He hung up and she shoved the phone back in her pocket. Apply pressure to the wound with what?
“I need your knife,” she said to Blake as she reached for his belt.
“Al’s coming?” he asked.
“Yeah.” Vinny pulled the blade free from his hip sheath and hacked at the bottom half of her shirt.
“I have to apply pressure to your wound,” she said.
Blake didn’t reply. She reached for his arm and held her breath as she probed for the wound.
Blake grunted. “Higher up,” he groaned.
Vinny gritted her teeth as he guided her hand towards his wound. He let out a weird, strangled cry as she pressed the wad of cloth against it. She turned her face to press her nose and mouth against her arm, hoping to block out some of the smell of his blood. It would help if she had something else to focus on, an intricate pattern or repetitive movement.
“One and one is two,” she muttered against her arm. “Two and one is three, three and two is five, five and three is eight, eight and five is thirteen…”
“Are you reciting a Fibonacci sequence?”
“I’m playing a game with myself to distract me from the smell of your blood, don’t make me lose count.”
“Eight and five is thirteen,” he replied.
“Thirteen and eight is twenty one,” she continued.
“I’m sorry; I forgot you don’t like blood.”
“And you got hurt on purpose, did you? It’s not your fault so don’t apologise.”
Somewhere nearby a car’s hooter honked out three short blasts, followed by one long.
“That’s Al,” Blake mumbled.
“Hold the cloth; I’ll signal him at the road.”
So I am pretty sure everyone is aware now, and has seen the cover reveal for Empire of Storms, but I thought I might as well get in on the fun and tell you my thoughts on the newest cover…
Here they are in all of their beautiful glory!
I am still debating whether I prefer the UK or US covers as a whole (yep, it’s taken 5 books and I still don’t know which ones I prefer!). I love the UK covers for how they make the colours pop, and the simple spines look really nice on my shelf. But the background colours of the US editions are so much more exciting and eye-catching.
However, for Empire of Storms, I am completely clear in which edition is my favourite. I just LOVE the UK cover for how it makes the blues and oranges stand out so well. I think the greyish colour on the US edition makes Celaena kind of fade into the background a little.
I love the transition of Celaena in these covers, and this one is my favourite depiction of her. She appears so comfortable in her abilities in this cover. And so badass, but in a kind of calm way – like she can brandish a weapon and hold fire, but there’s a sense of calmness and comfort in it to her. I think that each book’s depiction of Celaena has fit with her character progression throughout the series, and I just love that! And I can’t wait to see Celaena’s character in this next book.
I love that the Eye of Elena is so visibly hanging around her neck, and that she appears comfortable with it on show. I think it fits with that whole comfortable calm look to her.
This outfit doesn’t seem so ‘fantasy’ as some of the other covers, and actually reminds me of a bit of a tidier and cleaner version of her outfit on Throne of Glass. She doesn’t look like she’s ready for battle in this outfit, unlike some of the others, which makes me really curious to see how this book is going to go.
I really like this cover. In fact, I think it’s probably my favourite of the series so far (at least, of the UK covers)!
I can’t wait to see the back cover, and to see what beautiful dress she will be wearing!
This cover reveal has just made me even more excited for this book’s release. Especially as I have just finished ACOMAF and am now in need of more of Sarah J. Maas’ writing and worlds!
What do you think of the new cover? Do you like it? Let me know in the comments!