Hey guys!
Welcome to my stop of Return of the Legacy today! Return of the Legacy is a fantasy romance that looks really intriguing. I was supposed to publish a review today, but due to school, its not done yet. I promise I'll publish a review sometime soon! So yep, without further ado, let's begin! Oh yes, there are prizes to be won!
PRIZE INFORMATION
The author will be giving away a $25 Amazon or Barnes & Noble GC to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour as well as to the host with the most comments (excluding the author's and the host's). Additionally, she'll choose two randomly drawn winners of the Dragon Rider’s Gift eBook (A Portal Tale), due for release May 1, 2012.
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Return of the Legacy by KH LeMoyne
Three magical dimensions…Two mystical bloodlines…One undeniable destiny.
Born a magical empath, Logan MacKenzie has spent his life protecting his family from discovery. Evil has found them anyway. What begins as Logan’s search for answers on Earth becomes a race for survival in the magical dimension of Loci.
The battle to save those he cares about will reveal his true lineage—the bloodline of the Makir, one half of a pair of sentinels chosen to guard the mystical portals between dimensions. The price of his acceptance: a love he never imagined possible and a heartbreaking choice.
Her family attacked, her home destroyed, and now stranded on Loci, Briallen of Tir Thar, descendant of a magical race, has only to summon the power within her to return to her own dimension—or so she had hoped. Unfortunately, her powers aren’t cooperating, and the sorcerer bent on her family’s destruction will stop at nothing to possess her.
Raised without knowledge of the portals, the Makir guardians, or her own destiny, Bri takes a leap of faith in an alliance with Logan. Embracing an uncertain power and accepting his goals as hers offers her the only way home. If they fail, the consequences of allowing the portals to fall to evil are unthinkable—the destruction of every magical dimension throughout space.
Warning: This is a fantasy romance, containing magic, love, and courage. The omission of vampires and shapeshifters is intentional.
KH LeMoyne
A former technology specialist, KH LeMoyne now writes romance fulltime with series in urban fantasy, high fantasy, and scifi/futuristic. She lives in Maryland with her wonderful husband and corgi. Much to her dismay, she rarely encounters supernatural beings other than on paper.
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Time for a short excerpt!
It took several minutes for Logan’s pupils to adjust from sunlight to the interior of the cottage. Even so, it took several more minutes for Logan to interpret what he saw when he looked at the little girl. When he did, fear drove spikes through his muscles as he lunged across the room.
“No!”
A smoky glow, black and oily, clung to the girl’s face, seeping into her nostrils and the small crack between her lips. The black fabric quivered like a sick caress along her skin.
Without thinking, Logan tried to pull her to him. No clear plan of attack threaded through his thoughts, only the heart-pounding need to stop the evil infection from permeating the tiny body.
Instead, her body refused. A ton weight resisted his efforts to surround her with protection. The confused voices behind him rose as the child’s eyes snapped open. Red flames stared at him, a fierce, possessive force, hungry and angry at his interference.
Logan’s ring burned and glowed as he forced his hand to touch her face. His fingertips barely grazed her cheek when the child opened her mouth and roared. The hoarse projection of sound, a violent expulsion of energy, sent Logan flying backward across the room. His spine and head contacted with rock in a sharp, heavy crack that swept the air from his lungs. Body stunned but conscious, he turned his head as Bri dropped to her knees beside the twisting girl.
His mouth didn’t work to warn her.
Frozen, he could only watch while she strained to close the distance—two magnets repelling connection. The spikes of gold swirled in a fury around her, a merry-go-round of energy out of control, stronger than the blackness surrounding the girl. Tips of green and blue absorbed the fringes of the gold as a swath of bright red pulsed stronger and deeper within the core. She enclosed the girl in her arms and bent her face to the child’s neck. The variegated colors squeezed and pulsed. Each contraction of the womb around the girl forced the smoke to release and expel.
The evil struggled. The girl’s small limbs twitched with the battle. Bri held tighter. The colors around her brightened, clenched, and grew stronger.
“No!”
A smoky glow, black and oily, clung to the girl’s face, seeping into her nostrils and the small crack between her lips. The black fabric quivered like a sick caress along her skin.
Without thinking, Logan tried to pull her to him. No clear plan of attack threaded through his thoughts, only the heart-pounding need to stop the evil infection from permeating the tiny body.
Instead, her body refused. A ton weight resisted his efforts to surround her with protection. The confused voices behind him rose as the child’s eyes snapped open. Red flames stared at him, a fierce, possessive force, hungry and angry at his interference.
Logan’s ring burned and glowed as he forced his hand to touch her face. His fingertips barely grazed her cheek when the child opened her mouth and roared. The hoarse projection of sound, a violent expulsion of energy, sent Logan flying backward across the room. His spine and head contacted with rock in a sharp, heavy crack that swept the air from his lungs. Body stunned but conscious, he turned his head as Bri dropped to her knees beside the twisting girl.
His mouth didn’t work to warn her.
Frozen, he could only watch while she strained to close the distance—two magnets repelling connection. The spikes of gold swirled in a fury around her, a merry-go-round of energy out of control, stronger than the blackness surrounding the girl. Tips of green and blue absorbed the fringes of the gold as a swath of bright red pulsed stronger and deeper within the core. She enclosed the girl in her arms and bent her face to the child’s neck. The variegated colors squeezed and pulsed. Each contraction of the womb around the girl forced the smoke to release and expel.
The evil struggled. The girl’s small limbs twitched with the battle. Bri held tighter. The colors around her brightened, clenched, and grew stronger.
And now, let's welcome Kate to the blog to share with her about why she writes romance and what she loves about them.
What I love about writing romances and why I write them?
Victoria, thank you for having me on Always a Book Lover for my tour! Ah, this sounds like it should have an easy answer. After all, everyone loves a happy ever after ending, right? And I read across many genres and enjoy them so why romance?
I’ll step back a bit because I didn’t start as a writer. I started years ago as a teenage reader. And the stories I love, those I remember and wanted more of, were all wonderful romantic struggles of challenge and hardship. I’m not talking about brutal violence or anything, though I read a lot of historical romances and they have their fair share of unrest and villainous threat. It’s part of the territory.
But my focus was the interactions. I soaked up the witty or clever dialog between characters and devious plot twists. I poured over pages of sensual teases between would-be lovers as their minds confirmed the solid connection their hearts already recognized. I lingered over the way they showed their love, which for the best stories wasn’t the physical sex but the unspoken touches, thoughts, and actions. I enjoyed many stories, but certain characters and plots took stronger hold of me than others. I could see fully fleshed-out characters in some books that seem real enough that I felt like I knew them.
At first I read everything I could find. I developed lists of favorite authors. But I reached a point where the next book in a series wouldn’t be in print for many months or the end of a book wasn’t always enough for me. I found myself imagining longer endings to the stories I enjoyed, mapping out stories for secondary characters whose adventures and happy endings never made it to print. Even in my mind, these efforts played out as fan fiction, though the words never made it to paper.
Then the inevitable happened and I started to fiddle with characters of my own, settings and worlds that fit scenarios and conflicts I felt compelled to write, and endings and sequels I could control. As the writer, I get to manipulate all the elements. My own little fiefdom you might say. Yes, a ruler in a kingdom of one! Okay, perhaps some of my characters are in the kingdom as well, so it’s a bit larger, if fictional empire.
Romance is supposed to deliver that satisfied feeling at the end of a book, when characters I root for finally win the person who has become the other half of their heart. The experience of developing worlds, challenging characters, constructing unusual plots, and struggling to find unexpected ways to deliver a happy ending—and sometimes a little justice—is exhilarating. Writing romance is my first love. Given that I’m a full-time writer, it’s a good thing I don’t mind spending eight to ten hours a day coercing fictional characters to find their happy ending.
I imagine my reasons for loving romance and writing it is the same reason readers enjoy reading romance. Our roots are the same and our purpose is as well—to put aside reality, escape for a few hours and enjoy two people’s journey to well-earned happiness.
~Kate
KH LeMoyne
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7 comments:
Thank you for hosting today.
I would say that the reasons you stated for writing romances are the same reasons I read them. I like how you said you began as a reader.
marypres(AT)gmail(DOT)com
I love fantasy stories, but like you, they have to have a happy ending.
Good day everyone and thank you, Victoria, for hosting me. I always love visiting your blog!
Mary, I really was a reader running out of paperback books (back in the day), so writing filled some of the void. And I wanted to write what I enjoyed reading.
MomJane, I did a post on my blog once about the things I promise my readers. A happy romance ending for my books was one of them. There might be things that happen to secondary characters, but even those sometimes work out in subsequent books.
Kate
Very cool! Thanks for sharing. New follower here. I'm trying to get a head start on visiting my fellow "A to Z"ers ;-)
Sylvia
http://www.writinginwonderland.blogspot.com/
Victoria...I look forward to reading your review when it's ready.
KH...I also like witty banter and clever dialogue.
catherinelee100 at gmail dot com
Late to the party and playing catch up today. Enjoyed the except and looking forward to more.
kareninnc at gmail dot com
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