|Posted on April 30, 2017 at 10:15 AM|
About the Book
Title: Black Dawn
Genre: YA/NA Fantasy
Author: Mallory McCartney
The end of an Empire, the rise of a Queen
Emory Fae enjoys leading a quiet, normal life. That is until two mysterious, and handsome soldiers show up at her apartment, and the life she knew is instantly whisked away. Memphis Carter and Brokk Foster come from the magical and war ridden world of Kiero, and upon Emory’s arrival she will discover she is the long-lost heir to the Royal Line and is thrown into the Black Dawn Rebellion with a dynamic role to ignite the rebels and reclaim her throne.
With both men being darkly woven in her past Emory uncovers hidden secrets, a power held long dormant, and will soon realize there are worse things than supernatural humans, love, loss, betrayal, and a Mad King.
Some things are better left in the shadows
Mallory McCartney currently lives in London, Ontario with her husband and their two dachshunds Link and Lola. Black Dawn is her debut novel, the first in a series. When she isn’t working on her next novel or reading, she can be found dog grooming, book shopping and hiking. Other favorite pastimes involve reorganizing perpetually overflowing bookshelves and seeking out new coffee and dessert shops.
“But I rejected him.”
Memphis didn’t have to say anything more but looked at her with hollow eyes.
Emory looked down at her shoes. “I rejected Adair and he believes that our family names should build the monarchy.”
Memphis sighed. “That’s exactly why you hold the most power over Adair. Not only does your ability trump his, but you are the only person who can reach him. He has never let you go, Emory.”
Ice settled over her heart, strong and unyielding. She mutely started down the hallway, processing this.
Memphis followed more slowly giving her space. She whirled around. “And do I even want to know why I said no?”
Her heart thundered, her gut twisting. Memphis’s gaze roamed over her face, lips, trailing. His silence said enough. His look said enough. Heat crawled up her neck, and she pushed forward, not knowing what to say.
You used to have feelings for Memphis. Emory eyed the Commander, silently knowing those feelings had not left for him. Emory chewed her lip, knowing she had left Memphis to love her memory like a ghost over the last six years. But he couldn’t assume she would even remember what her feelings were built on. To her, Memphis was still a stranger.
There was no time to dwell on what could have been if she had stayed.
Clearly sensing her discomfort, Memphis broke the silence. “We’ll just pick up some bows. We’ll want to be as free-moving as possible.”
A small twitch sneaked out the corner of his mouth, and she sighed internally. It wouldn’t be awkward.
The armory was located at the end of the hallway and was like an iron cave. Rows upon rows of steel blades, armor, and bows hung neatly. A coolness washed over them that Emory greeted thankfully. Memphis instantly lit up as he started ruffling through a small carved chest, murmuring to himself.
Emory stood surveying his back as he hooked strange clear goggles and straps over one arm. “What exactly do we need these for?”
Chuckling, he winked over his shoulder. “You asked to see all the parts of Kiero, and though seeing every inch of it is impossible right now, I can show you something beautiful.”
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