Author: Jennifer Anne Davis
Genre: YA Fantasy
Cover Designer: Kim-G Design
Publisher: Reign Publishing
Hosted by: Lady Amberâs PR
The people of Nelebek live in fear of persecution from the evil Morlet, who reigns with a dark and destructive magic. The kingdomâs only hope lies with the Order of the Krigersâtwelve warriors with mysterious powers linked to magical weapons.
For over a century, Morlet has been annihilating the Order, picking them off one by one. Eleven Krigers have been hunted down, tortured, and imprisoned in his dungeon. Now only one remains.
Sixteen-year-old Kaia survives by keeping her head down and minding her own business. But when she finds herself in the middle of a public execution where the mysterious Morlet is in attendance, an odd compulsion she canât resist comes over her when she looks into Morletâs eyes. Soon, an ancient power awakens, and Kaia canât blend into the scenery anymore. Will she heed the call of the Krigers or will Morletâs dark magic destroy the last of the Order?
Jennifer Anne Davis graduated from the University of San Diego with a degree in English and a teaching credential. She is currently a full-time writer and mother of three kids, one Weimaraner, and one German Shorthaired Pointer. She is happily married to her high school sweetheart and lives in the San Diego area.
Jennifer is the recipient of the San Diego Book Awards Best Published Young Adult Novel (2013), winner of the Kindle Book Awards (2018), a finalist in the USA Best Book Awards (2014), and a finalist in the Next Generation Indie Book Awards (2014).
Publishers Marketplace listed Jennifer as one of the best-selling indie authors in June 2017. She has also been ranked among the top 100 best-selling authors on Amazon.
The True Reign and Reign of Secrets series have sold over half a million copies.
He cocked his head to the side, studying me. As he waved his hand in an arc, a blast of heat hit me. I cried out and fell to my kneesâour eyes still locked on one another.
Was the king using his dark magic on me? My arms and legs shook. I couldnât stand or tear my eyes away from Morletâs. The word Kriger was spoken in my head, gently, like a whisper of smoke curling around a branch.
Kriger. This time louder, more forceful, almost accusing. My palms tingled. Something swelled in them below the surface. What was happening? A hand clamped down on my arm, and I was finally able to break eye contact with the king.
âLook at me and focus,â a gruff voice whispered. I glanced at the man holding me. âWe donât have much time.â He released my arm. âCan you touch this?â He pulled out a silver necklace from under his shirt. A large, round medallion dangled from it. I hesitated since I had no idea who this man was or why he was helping me. âUnless you want to be arrested, do as I say.â
âMove!â Morlet roared. He descended the platform and started to make his way toward me.
I reached out and touched the warm medallion. The man cursed.
âWhere did she go?â the king shouted frantically, unable to see me through the dense crowd.
âMorlet is coming for you.â The man slipped off his large, fur-trimmed jacket and handed it to me. âPut this on.â