The Holidays are hectic trying to shop for everyone one else, so myself and several other authors decided to get together and help make your Holiday brighter! To celebrate this festive season, I am bringing you several fabulous authors that are going to share how they celebrate and maybe a treat and decoration. We are also having a huge giveaway. One Lucky winner will get a Kindle fire 7 and some gift cards to help fill it. Then each author is offering an ebook as individual gifts and there may be an audio or code or two! So not only one winner but several! Read to the end to see how!
So grab a cuppa your favorite beverage and settle in your favorite spot with a warm throw and enjoy!
Cat: Today our guest is Misty Harvey. Hello, Misty. Are you ready for Christmas?
Misty: Thank you for having me, Cat. I’m about there. I’ve got a little bit more shopping to do and then we are ready for Christmas. I usually try to get an early start on my shopping but there are four birthdays right around Christmas time, so most of my shopping tends to be last minute unfortunately.
My family has many traditions. As I have three other sisters we take one day around this time of year to bake together as a family. We have pulled old family recipes that may have come from cookbooks many years ago, but most we don’t know their origin any longer. They’ve simply been passed down. We also add in new ones as well. As our children have all grown we’ve included them and grandchildren as well.
We also do a family Christmas party before Christmas Eve. We used to do it on the same day but we found it was harder to get kids wound down and to bed for Santa as well as getting everyone together at the same time. So, now we do it ahead of time. It is a lot of fun, if a bit stressful.
This year we are having the party on my son’s birthday. I did let him know about it and asked if he wished to celebrate his birthday a different day. His comment in the utmost sarcasm he could muster was, oh no, I get to celebrate my birthday by spending time with the whole family.
It brought such a smile to my face because that is the type of young man he is. He’d rather get things to spend time with all of us for Christmas than anything else. He is also one of the people that has pushed me to write fantasy.
That is why Opseti Guard is dedicated to him. He wanted to see what I could do in the fantasy genre, so I decided to write the series for him. We’ve talked about it for years, but I’m only now getting around to getting the series out for others to read.
So, please allow me to introduce you to my passion project.
Title: The Opseti Guard
Series: Treaty of Dragons #1
Author: Misty Harvey
Pages: 292 pages
Cover Artist: Shannon Nemechek @ Nemo Designs
The Treaty of Dragons is in danger.
Dragon after dragon are showing up in the infirmary injured to the point of near death. Their supposed valiant riders are claiming it as nothing more than battle wounds. During a time when Thantyr seems at peace, this draws more than a little attention.
Especially, when a healer named Renna Alder can connect to the dragons on a deeper level. She sees flashes and bits of what they’ve been through and it sends her into a rage. No longer able to sit by idly and accept that all they can do is fight to keep the dragons alive, she disguises herself as a transfer student named Elas.
Under this pretext she joins the dragon rider school to investigate what really is happening to these dragons. However, what she discovers is something far darker and more sinister then she ever could imagine. Can Renna find a way to save the dragons before she falls to a similar fate? Or has she discovered more than she can handle?
How about a little more?
Renna and Teagan shuffled out side by side to fall into the back of the line. She wrung her hands together in front of her when nobody seemed to be looking. This was it. She would need to disappear out of the line when others entered the grounds, so it wouldn’t be so painfully obvious when she couldn’t pass through the magical barrier.
Renna pretended to fix her shoes, but nobody passed her by to rush into her spot. They merely waited for her to continue, their eyes trained on her. Her ploy had the opposite of the desired effect she’d wanted. Instead, she adjusted her shoe, stood and shuffled along. Now she really had no idea how she was going to make it work.
When they hit the stairs that would lead down into the depths of the castle, she attempted again to let others pass in front of her. Nobody would do it and Teagan stopped on the stairs to wait for her. He waved his hand, his body cast mostly in shadows.
“Come on, Elas. This is going to be great.” He urged her on.
She saw excitement in his eyes as well as apprehension. His voice said one thing, but the rest of his body told a far different story. Renna jogged down the stairs to meet up with Teagan. This time there would be no attempt to get away.
Teagan walked right beside her, hunkering down to whisper, “I’ve waited for this day my entire life; you’d think I would be excited, and I am…a bit. I’m also nervous. It seems like so much is riding on this one ceremony.” Teagan looked around to make sure nobody else heard him say that.
“I know what you mean. I’m feeling it too,” Renna replied.
Their conversation died there. At the bottom of the stairs sat the opening to the bonding grounds. The cool air that came through the doorway indicated an open area. She’d read somewhere that the grounds were imbedded on the side of the mountain where the castle sat, so it was more of an open ground to keep the dragons comfortable. Locking that many dangerous animals in such a small space seemed more than a little deadly.
Renna bet there were past tales of people being killed from the dragons being shut in rooms and unable to fly. It was something she’d have to remember to look up if she ever got out of here. She watched Teagan disappear into the area, his spine straight as a board.
She didn’t get a chance to make one last attempt to avoid going in because a group behind her had gotten rowdy. They shoved someone down the stairs and sent them bumping into her. Renna spilled through the doorway into the grounds. She squeezed her eyes closed, waiting for her body to catch on fire or disappear or something. Nothing happened, and she stood there crouched in on herself with the cool air beating against her skin.
“Hey, Elas. Come on,” Teagan called as he disappeared into another section.
Renna stood then. She opened her eyes and looked around. There had been no barrier there to prevent her from going through, or if there was, she was deemed worthy. While she doubted the latter, it still felt darn good.
She straightened her spine and walked where baby dragons lounged around the area or were playfully batting at each other. A few of the more dominant ones fought for the best places, but their brief spats usually ended quickly enough. Renna made her way over to the edge of the area. She looked out, trying to see Emook flying around. There was no sign of him.
Taking a step closer, Renna put her hand on the stone wall that was left broken open as if the builders had quit one day and nobody else had come to finish it. She slid her thumb and finger into her mouth and let out a whistle. It came out much shriller than she’d expected, drawing the attention of everyone in the room who was there for the bonding, not to mention the dragons. Renna blushed and stepped back into the room.
“What was that about?” one of the other people in there growled out.
“Sorry, I was just curious how far the drop went,” Renna lied.
“What does that have to do with a whistle?” he retorted.
“How much the sound reverberates…you know what…never mind.” Renna shook her head. She went back to looking at all the dragons. There had to be some way for the dragons and the other people to know when they had bonded. Still, she felt nothing as she moved around the area.
Teagan’s head popped back in as he found Renna. “Any luck?” he asked, waving her over to him.
“Nope, you?” Renna followed him into the next room. “Not that I can tell.” Teagan kept moving as he looked around at the dragons. “I keep waiting to feel something, but nothing.” They moved to yet another room.
Meet Misty Harvey
Misty Harvey loves writing
spine-tingling horror or dark fantasy novels sure to thrill readers. The
psychology behind such tales has always been a fascination for her since she was
younger. Even to the point that she once contemplated taking up psychology as a
profession. Still, her love resides in the art of storytelling. An art she
wishes to continue to share with readers for the rest of her days.
After climbing out of her writing cave and searching the house for the sound of the latest creak or pop, Misty can be found doing one of many things. Often, she spends the remainder of her day with her amazingly supportive husband and youngest daughter. While she has two older children that are out there spreading their wings around the world, including giving her a few grandchildren.
Her favorite things to do when not writing are crafts, wrestling with her dog, avoiding her cat’s bite or generally making her husband and daughter crazy. Often, she can be found creating vivid tales with her daughter about whatever mundane thing happened in their day and turning it into a crazy story. She is also an avid gamer, crochet goddess (we shall pretend there), domestic queen, and animal tamer (it’s a work in progress).
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To help you have a happy Holiday season we are having a huge giveaway! Not one but lots of gifts to win!
Misty Harvey is giving a copy of The Opseti Guard to one lucky winner
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