Goodreads Book Giveaway
Emanate (Book #3) The White Road Chronicles
by Jackie Castle
Giveaway ends October 31, 2014.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads.
Thursday, October 30, 2014
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Update: Stolen is now live! And there's one more thing...
Stolen: The White Road Tale Novella Two is now available on Amazon.
Check out the first chapter either by going over to Amazon and clicking the cover, or you can find it here as well.
In Stolen, Tarek grows even more in love in the princess, he seeks a way of escape with the hope of a life with her someday.
However, Darnel will not give up his own plans for her, either and he's willing to do whatever it takes to keep her in line.
The prequel to The White Road Chronicles is a little different than the novels about a young girl searching for her home so she can learn who she really is.
Tarek's story comes off a bit darker than the novel stories. You will get a peek at his dysfunctional family life. Of course, you'll also get a better look at Racah, too.
I've enjoyed taking this look at Tarek's history and have grown fond of him over the course of writing the White Road Tale Novella series.
I believe you will enjoy the shorter stories, too. But I did want people to know and expect them to be a little different, a little more daring .
Oh, and here's a heads up. Starting Thursday and ending on Saturday, Captured will be free!!
That's right, free! If you've not checked out these books yet, now's the time to give them a try.
Let me know what you think.
Also, if you'd like updates on what's going on with my books and new projects I'll be working on in 2015, sign up for my newsletter: Jackie Castle's Story World.
Check out the first chapter either by going over to Amazon and clicking the cover, or you can find it here as well.
In Stolen, Tarek grows even more in love in the princess, he seeks a way of escape with the hope of a life with her someday.
However, Darnel will not give up his own plans for her, either and he's willing to do whatever it takes to keep her in line.
The prequel to The White Road Chronicles is a little different than the novels about a young girl searching for her home so she can learn who she really is.
Tarek's story comes off a bit darker than the novel stories. You will get a peek at his dysfunctional family life. Of course, you'll also get a better look at Racah, too.
I've enjoyed taking this look at Tarek's history and have grown fond of him over the course of writing the White Road Tale Novella series.
I believe you will enjoy the shorter stories, too. But I did want people to know and expect them to be a little different, a little more daring .
Oh, and here's a heads up. Starting Thursday and ending on Saturday, Captured will be free!!
That's right, free! If you've not checked out these books yet, now's the time to give them a try.
Let me know what you think.
Also, if you'd like updates on what's going on with my books and new projects I'll be working on in 2015, sign up for my newsletter: Jackie Castle's Story World.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Soon to be Released: Stolen - Novella 2 in the White Road Tales series
Have you wondered what "really" happened between Tarek and Alyra while they both lived in Racah?
Since Alyra's memories have been stolen from her, she hasn't been able to remember much about her childhood and much of her life in Racah. There's been many holes in her memories which have left her with many questions, especially questions about why Tarek has been so insistant about pursuing her across Alburnium, but not returning her to Racah.
The White Road Tales explains what happened during her "lost years" and the level of deceit and ruthlessness Lord Darnel, self-proclaimed King of Racah will stoop to.
In Captured, we followed Tarek and his family into Racah where they tried to adjust and make the best of their situation. His father insisted everyone would cooperate and most importantly, lay low and avoid contact with the royals at all costs.
However, no matter how much Tarek tried to follow his parent's directives, he simply couldn't stand by and watch the Princess make a life-threatening mistake.
Stolen is the second book in the fantasy romance.
Together, they look for the way out of the evil kingdom of Racah. Their love grows. Tarek is desperate to get Princess away from King Darnel, but the dark lord has other plans and powers.
Secret medallions and powers, secret love and temptation, and secret passages amid confusion combine to bring a tale of love … perhaps stolen.
Here's a sample from Chapter One:
Chapter 1
Stay tuned for the actual release announcement of this book. Please check out Captured's new cover and tell me what you think.
If you'd like to be kept up on new releases, special offers and contests, please sign up for my Newsletter. Lotari has promised to share his special grain cakes recipe at some point, and Granny Fila has said she might be persuaded in sharing one of her secret pie recipes, so long as I only keep it among our closest friends.
Now, do you really want to miss out on THAT?
Since Alyra's memories have been stolen from her, she hasn't been able to remember much about her childhood and much of her life in Racah. There's been many holes in her memories which have left her with many questions, especially questions about why Tarek has been so insistant about pursuing her across Alburnium, but not returning her to Racah.
The White Road Tales explains what happened during her "lost years" and the level of deceit and ruthlessness Lord Darnel, self-proclaimed King of Racah will stoop to.
In Captured, we followed Tarek and his family into Racah where they tried to adjust and make the best of their situation. His father insisted everyone would cooperate and most importantly, lay low and avoid contact with the royals at all costs.
However, no matter how much Tarek tried to follow his parent's directives, he simply couldn't stand by and watch the Princess make a life-threatening mistake.
The story continues
Stolen is the second book in the fantasy romance.
Tarek closes his eyes, but she is always there. Princess. His love. She has stolen his heart. Despite his parents’ warnings about being involved with the royals, he steals away to be with her.
Together, they look for the way out of the evil kingdom of Racah. Their love grows. Tarek is desperate to get Princess away from King Darnel, but the dark lord has other plans and powers.
Secret medallions and powers, secret love and temptation, and secret passages amid confusion combine to bring a tale of love … perhaps stolen.
Here's a sample from Chapter One:
~~*~~
Chapter 1
Tarek crumpled the scrap of
parchment in the palm of his hand. Since Ben slipped him the note, he'd read
the scrawled words over a hundred times.
Meet me tonight at our secret
place.
No signature. But then, neither
of them ever addressed their correspondences in case one was intercepted by the
wrong people.
Tarek grinned as he shifted on
his narrow cot. The mat of woven reeds rustled under his weight. He froze,
listening to the silent cottage, not wishing to wake anyone. Through the open
window, the moon still hung low in the sky. He could sneak out early, have a
fire built and ready.
Anticipation tingled inside his
chest as he rested his chin on the sill. He breathed in a lung full of pine
scented air to steady his racing heart. The snow had melted a few weeks ago,
but the air remained cool at night. Yes, he’d leave now, he couldn’t wait any
longer. He eased off the bed and began to gather his things.
He searched the pile of dirty
clothes for his sweater and wondered if, Vesia, his twelve-year-old sister, had
borrowed it again. Her soft snores came from the other side of the blanket
separating the sleeping loft they shared. He decided the risk of waking her
wasn’t worth the extra warmth.
Quietly, he slipped into his
boots, then slung his quiver and bow over his shoulder. Scooting onto the
ledge, he listened once more for his sister's steady breathing. Vesia couldn't
find out he'd defied their parent's rule about staying away from the Royals.
He scanned the shadowy yard for
any late-night activity. Princess always wanted to meet at midnight when most
in the castle were sound asleep and she could sneak out without being detected.
Tarek hooked the tip of his
boot into a crevice between the logs of the cottage wall then lowered himself down
far enough to where he could let go and land on his feet. A shock wave of pain
shot up his legs, but he shook it off after a few trembling steps.
His first stop was the woodpile
near the side of the house where he’d stashed his packed hunter's bag after
receiving Princess’s note. The lid of his coin jar poked out from the dirt
hole. He checked the contents to make sure Pop hadn’t found his stash. The old
man wouldn’t think twice about “borrowing” the whole lot to get him a seat at
the gambling table in the tavern.
After burying the jar deeper
behind the woodpile, Tarek searched the dark grounds and servant’s cottages
again to make sure all was clear. Seeing no movement, he took off at a jog
toward the woods.
His steady pace caused beads of
sweat to gather over his back. By time he reached the deep woods, he pushed the
hood of his cloak off his head and left the front open to allow the chilled
night air to sweep over him. The sound of a stream told him he was close. He
slowed to a walk and soon spotted a flickering light moments before the smell
of burning wood hit his nose.
She'd already built a fire? That was his girl! He smiled,
pleased she'd been practicing, despite their three week separation. Hopefully,
she'd not set anything in the castle on fire.
He approached the campsite like
a hunter. His steps tread light and his gaze peered through the dense branches
until he caught sight of her red curls. Her back was to him as she faced the
silver tinted pond. She also wore a black cloak with the moon and stars emblem
of Racah on the back. She'd probably swiped the garment from an unsuspecting
soldier.
Tarek stopped and watched
Princess for a moment. She hated that title, but she couldn’t remember her real
name or anything else about her past, and refused to pick a new one. Such a
strange girl. Despite her eccentricities, he loved her more than he ever
thought he was capable of loving another person.
She held her bow and arrow
loaded, but relaxed in her hands, seemingly lost in her thoughts. Was she even
paying attention to her surroundings like he'd taught her? He purposefully
stepped on a twig, snapping it in half. She didn't flinch.
A low growl of irritation
rumbled in his throat. He picked up a small pine cone to throw at her when
suddenly she spun around, pulled back the string and let the arrow go. It hit
the tree trunk two feet from his head.
"Bet you thought I didn't
hear you." She laughed.
He let out a breath and yanked
the arrow loose. "Good thing you're still working on your aim, I
think."
Her hands went to her hips, the
bow dangling between her fingers. "I hit exactly where I intended. I'm
just glad you weren't closer to that tree."
He tossed the arrow down with
his bag and quiver. "Right."
Before he could say another
word, she bound into his arms. "I've really missed you, Tare."
He hugged her back, lifting her
feet off the ground as he spun her around until she laughed. "Missed you
too." Setting her down, he held her at arm's length. Her mouth smiled, but
something seemed off in her golden eyes. They were dull, distracted and kept
darting down instead of meeting his gaze as she usually did. "How have you
been? Everything still peaceful between you and your step-father?"
Her shoulders sagged. "I
really wish you wouldn't call him that. He's just Darnel." She pointed to
the crackling logs. "I built us a fire. While he's busy meeting with his
advisers, I sneak down into the dungeons. Nobody will spy on me there. I can
shoot my bow and build fires unhindered."
"That’s good to hear. I’m
glad you’re practicing." He pulled a blanket from his bag and spread it
beneath a sprawling oak. He sat, leaning back against the tree for support. She
curled up beside him, and wrapped her hands around his arm.
She rested her head against his
shoulder. "It's nice to not feel so incompetent and stupid."
"Hey," He nudged her
head with his shoulder. "What have I told you about saying negative things
about yourself?"
She rolled her eyes. "That
if I can't speak kindly about myself, nobody else will either."
His arm went around her as he
hugged her tighter against him, her body warmth chasing away the evening chill.
"That's right. And you need to be careful about practicing. Make sure
nobody ever sees you."
"I'm trying to be good. I
swear."
He pressed a kiss against her
temple. "You don't have to try. You're already that way naturally. You
only need to be extra careful. I don't want you to take any unnecessary
risks."
She shifted so they were face
to face. Her finger traced a line along the downy hair covering his jawline. He
didn't move, fighting the urge to kiss her.
"I love you so much,
Tare," she whispered, cupping his face in her hands. Her cool fingers
tempered the burning in his cheeks. Strange how a just a few months, some
encouraging words, and providing her with opportunities to figure out her
capabilities had brought such a change.
"I love you, too."
His feelings for her might end up being the death of him, but he no longer
cared. "Someday soon, we won't have to worry about being found out.
Someday, we'll get away from here, find a nice town to settle in and live in
peace."
Her eyes widened, glinting with
excitement. "Have you found the passage the other's used to escape?"
He shook his head. "No,
not yet. Still looking. Maybe while Darnel is gone, we can explore together."
Her lips turned down into a
slight frown. "I'm afraid to leave during the day, while his men are
watching. Though, anymore, it seems I've become invisible again, which is a
good thing. I guess."
Tarek chuckled, shaking his
head. "Why do you say that?"
"Because, they all seem
too preoccupied with some kind of project Master has planned. I try to listen
in. I'm curious over what he's up to now. And why he's suddenly taking these
mysterious trips. When I'm around, they grow quiet. When they wish to talk,
they send me away." Her head rested against his shoulder again. "You
were right about trying to get along with him, though. If I'm not causing
trouble, he seems to forget I even exist."
"Let's keep it that
way."
"I… just… it's…."
"What, love?"
"Lonely."
His heart ached at her
isolation. The servants, along with her tutor, were afraid of her. Or more
accurately, afraid of what happened to those who were assigned to her. A
shudder shot through him at the memory of the blood Darnel spilled when her
last instructor failed to keep her in line.
Tarek narrowly escaped having
his own throat cut, and knew full well, the king kept his daughter isolated and
confined on purpose. Only nobody had figured out what that reason was.
For the next hour, they sat
holding each other, talking about their daily lives.
"Wish we could see each
other more often." She mused after a pause in their conversation.
"Ben grumbles over passing our letters. And I worry what will happen to
him if someone found out."
Tarek considered other possible
ways they could keep in touch. He always made sure to burn the notes she sent
him and told her to do the same.
"Can we meet tomorrow
night?" he asked.
She nodded. "Master won't
return for another couple of days."
"Good. I have an idea, but
I'll need to check on something." He stood, hating how the cold seeped
into the warm place where's she'd rested beside him. After helping her up, he
kicked dirt onto the fire while she shook out his blanket and rolled it to fit
inside his bag. They walked through the woods, fingers entwined.
She squeezed his hand.
"Let's meet a little earlier so we can spend more time together. Can
we?"
He would suffer from lack of
sleep tomorrow already. At least she could sleep during the day, and probably
did, if she wanted. "Yes. I'll come soon as possible."
They stopped near at the edge
of the woods. He didn't want to leave her, but the band of pale pink in the
east told him he needed to return home before Ma got up to start breakfast. And
she was always up before the sun.
Princess grabbed the edge of
his cloak and pulled him down until their faces were only inches apart.
"Thank you for—"
He shook his head, placing a
finger over her lips to stop her words. "You never have to thank me, love.
Trust me, I come out of purely selfish motives. I enjoy spending time with you.
It's what makes this place bearable." His hand hooked around the back of
her neck as he leaned in and brushed her lips with a soft kiss.
"Same here," she
responded in a breathy whisper. As her mouth formed to his, her fingers wound
into the wavy hair at the nape of his neck, sending a pleasant shiver down his
spine. The scent of apples and soap filled him as he buried his face against
her neck. His favorite place. For a long moment, they simply held each other.
Her arms circled around his waist, while he traced circles over her back.
Though Tarek relished these
stolen moments, her closeness caused him to tremble. He hugged her tighter,
wondering at his nervousness. Then, as he considered the nervousness in his
heart, his mind wandered to a time when he found an orphaned fawn in the woods,
so shy and skittish at first. He'd coaxed and bribed it with slices of fruit
and bowls of creamy milk until it finally started eating right out of his
hands. Soon the deer followed him everywhere possible.
Tarek hugged Princess tighter.
Unfortunately, the deer never reached its second year. One day while Tarek was
away in town, a hunter came upon his spindly legged friend. Instead of running
at the sight of danger, it stood still, waiting to see if the stranger would
feed it as Tarek always did, making an easy target for a hungry hunter.
He quickly pushed out of her
embrace.
"We better get back."
He kissed her once more, then waited while she headed toward the garden gates in
the castle wall. Tarek, his heart feeling suddenly empty, headed in the
opposite direction toward the servant's quarter behind the castle.
The cottage remained dark
inside as he circled toward the back and climbed up through his window. Instead
of falling into his bed, he hit something that let out a loud squawk before
throwing him onto the floor. Eyes wide, Tarek stared up into his sister's angry
glare.
"I know I'm going to
regret asking this," she said in a deadly calm and quiet voice. "But
just where have you been all night, brother?"
~~*~~
Stay tuned for the actual release announcement of this book. Please check out Captured's new cover and tell me what you think.
If you'd like to be kept up on new releases, special offers and contests, please sign up for my Newsletter. Lotari has promised to share his special grain cakes recipe at some point, and Granny Fila has said she might be persuaded in sharing one of her secret pie recipes, so long as I only keep it among our closest friends.
Now, do you really want to miss out on THAT?
Monday, October 13, 2014
Goodreads giveaway of Emanate Book 3 of the White Road Chronicles
Goodreads Book Giveaway
Emanate (Book #3) The White Road Chronicles
by Jackie Castle
Giveaway ends October 31, 2014.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads.
Friday, October 10, 2014
In Other News...
Well, my news, anyway. Here's what's going on.
For those interested in such things.
I'm around 50,000 words into the next book in the White Road Chronicles series. The title (right now) looks like it's going to be Radiate.
Riyah decided this. And who can argue with Ri? Right?
Anyway, I hope, hope, hope, to have it out for you all by Christmas. That's my goal.
For those interested in such things.
I'm around 50,000 words into the next book in the White Road Chronicles series. The title (right now) looks like it's going to be Radiate.
Riyah decided this. And who can argue with Ri? Right?
Anyway, I hope, hope, hope, to have it out for you all by Christmas. That's my goal.
So, big news for this week:
I've set Illuminated: Book One of the White Road Chronicles at .99 cents for the remainder of this week.
Have you already read it? Then tell your friends so they can get it at this great price. After October 20th, I'll be returning it to its normal price.
Breaking News....
My White Road Tales series will be undergoing a couple of changes. Captured will be getting a new cover! I loved the cover it has now, but it doesn't really show what the story is about. So, my cover designer and I decided to give it a more fantasy look.
Next week, keep your eyes open for the new cover revealing. I'll be posting both Captured, and the second in the series Stolen, which continues the tale of Alyra and Tarek's life in Racah as their relationship begins to take off. I'm excited over how the story turned out and think those of you who like romances will enjoy it, too.
There is also a guest appearance of someone from the Chronicle series, but I'm not going to tell you who.
Finally...
So, I'm trying to set up a newsletter in Mail-chimp. Trying being the key word. I'd only send out a letter once every three months. But I intend to include fun stuff and offers I don't include on my blog or social networks.
Once I figure it out, I'll start posting about it and offering some goodies for signing up. It'll be fun. I think.
Lastly...
I simply want to thank those of you who have read my books and written me, left reviews, or befriended me on facebook and twitter. You've made this endeavor such fun. And I'm blessed each day by being able to do what I love most. I hope my stories continue to bless you.
I promise, there's much more to come.
Happy Reading,
Jc
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