by Mary Ting
"The Blessed Knights"
Genre: Young Adult, Fantasy, Paranormal. 234 pages.
Genre: Young Adult, Fantasy, Paranormal. 234 pages.
Price: $3.99 ebook (at time of post)
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- SYNOPSIS -
Above a small hill lay a home.
And green men peer out under the dome.
Thirteen crisscrossing arches behold, with angels singing must be told.
Cubes like teeth thus showed, pierce one and the door shall glow.
Part the sea like Moses, to see the bundle of red roses.
Only then you shall see, what is destined to be free.
And green men peer out under the dome.
Thirteen crisscrossing arches behold, with angels singing must be told.
Cubes like teeth thus showed, pierce one and the door shall glow.
Part the sea like Moses, to see the bundle of red roses.
Only then you shall see, what is destined to be free.
Eli, Lucia’s half-demon love interest, has been stabbed with a true-cross dagger and captured by Cyrus, master of the possessor demons. The Chosen Knights must work together once again not only to save Eli, but also to decipher a clue to find the second missing page of Jacques de Molay’s journal.
Meanwhile, Uncle Davin informs Crossroads’ Divine Elders of the danger ahead and learns there is much to fear. Countless children are being taken from all over the world to be turned into demons. Michael, one of the Divine Elders, has no choice but to intervene.
The Chosen Knights track down Mortem, the demon who is the key to finding Cyrus, and learn they must travel deep into the pit of a Hawaiian volcano. When they astral travel to the past in search of a clue and follow Jacques de Molay to Rosselyn Chapel in medieval Scotland, what they find will rewrite history.
EXCERPT
Chapter 1:
My muscles went rigid when the bars of my cell shook. Cyrus had come to torture me. I hadn't seen him since he had taken the true-cross dagger out of my heart. Damn him! I didn't care what he did to me. I would never give him any information. I didn't know anything anyway.
"Eli."
My head snapped at the sound of Lucia's voice, and my heart sprang with joy. Her long dark brown hair covered half her face. Surprised to see her, I raised a shaky hand to the bars at first.
"Lucia?" Her Name Barely left my parched mouth.
"Eli." Lucia smiled, but her eyes hinted at panic. "Come quick. I need to get you out before they find me."
I got up, stumbled a few steps, and gripped the rods to steady myself when I almost dropped to my knees. The true-cross dagger took a toll on my body.
"Lucia. Is that really?" I blinked, astounded by her appearance there. Either Lucia ran into a trap or . . . how did she find me so fast? I stuck my hands between the bars and cupped her face, running my thumb along the cheeks I'd touched many times before. So soft, so smooth, so real. Lucia.
"Eli, it's me." Her face leaned into my palm. "I've missed you so much. Hurry, give me your necklace. I'll use it to break the lock."
Snapping back into action, I felt for the crystal sunburst pendent my mother had gifted me. As I started to unlink my necklace, something in my gut told me to stop. 'Lucia, where's your sword? You can use your sword."
"I lost it. Hurry, Eli. They're coming."
"But you don't know how to use the necklace." I took a step back, surveying her form head to toe. She had the same dark hair and beautiful, soulful brown eyes. Her figure was the same, sexy and oh so damn hot. Focus away from her body. I might have drooled. But something . . . Lucia smelled of honey and iris, but the girl in front of me did not. Anger burned within me, and I glared hard at her. "You're not Lucia. Who are you?"
My muscles went rigid when the bars of my cell shook. Cyrus had come to torture me. I hadn't seen him since he had taken the true-cross dagger out of my heart. Damn him! I didn't care what he did to me. I would never give him any information. I didn't know anything anyway.
"Eli."
My head snapped at the sound of Lucia's voice, and my heart sprang with joy. Her long dark brown hair covered half her face. Surprised to see her, I raised a shaky hand to the bars at first.
"Lucia?" Her Name Barely left my parched mouth.
"Eli." Lucia smiled, but her eyes hinted at panic. "Come quick. I need to get you out before they find me."
I got up, stumbled a few steps, and gripped the rods to steady myself when I almost dropped to my knees. The true-cross dagger took a toll on my body.
"Lucia. Is that really?" I blinked, astounded by her appearance there. Either Lucia ran into a trap or . . . how did she find me so fast? I stuck my hands between the bars and cupped her face, running my thumb along the cheeks I'd touched many times before. So soft, so smooth, so real. Lucia.
"Eli, it's me." Her face leaned into my palm. "I've missed you so much. Hurry, give me your necklace. I'll use it to break the lock."
Snapping back into action, I felt for the crystal sunburst pendent my mother had gifted me. As I started to unlink my necklace, something in my gut told me to stop. 'Lucia, where's your sword? You can use your sword."
"I lost it. Hurry, Eli. They're coming."
"But you don't know how to use the necklace." I took a step back, surveying her form head to toe. She had the same dark hair and beautiful, soulful brown eyes. Her figure was the same, sexy and oh so damn hot. Focus away from her body. I might have drooled. But something . . . Lucia smelled of honey and iris, but the girl in front of me did not. Anger burned within me, and I glared hard at her. "You're not Lucia. Who are you?"
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Mary Ting resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children’s chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.
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