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(Dimension Drift Prequels, #2)
Published by: Monster House Books
Publication date: March 26th 2019
Genres: Dystopian, Fantasy, Young Adult
A prequel novella to the new series from USA Today’s ‘must read YA paranormal romance’ author, Christina Bauer.
One day, eighteen-year-old Thorne will be the Emperor of the Omniverse, the single being who rules countless worlds. Trouble is, his father Cole–who’s also the current Emperor–is a sadistic freak.
In fact, Cole won’t even keep his promises to the very humans who got him his throne.
Thorne won’t stand for it. He decides to travel to the human world and make good on his father’s promises. What he doesn’t count on is falling in love….
“I love how Bauer manages to add some awesome new world building to each of her books.”– Woven Magic
This new series is perfect for: fans of urban fantasy, action and adventure, cool science, evil corporations, forbidden romance and hot new classmates who may or may not be aliens.
EXCERPT – PATRICIDE
“Begin,” I state.
The sparring room responds. The brown threads of the floor come to life, rising up into the shape of a sparring partner. I bow to my faceless opponent. The sparring partner—my wick—does the same. I begin a series of warm-up lunges, followed by a speed round of thrusts and parries. My wick keeps pace.
The wall to my right shimmies. The threads there divide, pulling apart as a new person enters the space. It’s my mother, Janais.
She looks regal at all times, what with her strong cheekbones, copper skin, and long neck. Today Mother wears a brown robe with lace at her throat. The garment’s train twists as it follows behind her.
For a few seconds, Mother watches me practice. Then she speaks. “Your reaction times are getting better,” she says in her deep alto.
I keep on practicing. “Why are you here?” Mother doesn’t stop by without a reason.
“You must convince Justice. Your older brother listens to you.”
This is an old conversation, and I’m simply not in the mood. “Convince him to kill father? No one can do that.” I make another lunge at the wick and miss. Big mistake. The sparring dummy gets a strike in on my left shoulder. That’s the first serious hit the wick has gotten in. Damn. This conversation is shattering my focus.
As it should.
Who wants to kill their own father?
Mother presses on. “That’s why the three of you must do it together. You, Justice, and Slate. Be secretive and surprise him.” She lifts her chin, but there’s no missing the wobble in her voice. “Your father is suffering. This is the only way to give him peace.”
Mother is resigned that saving Cole is hopeless, yet I can’t accept that. I won’t. On reflex, I shift into an aggressive set of strikes. The wick steps backward. “Father may be saved yet. Slate thinks there’s hope.”
“Your baby brother is a dreamer.”
“His visions often come true.”
“Only when he has them time and again. But Slate only had one vision—just one—where there was a transcendent mate. A brief flash of a single reality where Justice found his transcendent, a mystery woman to match Justice’s power, making my eldest son strong enough to defeat Cole without killing him. That’s a false dream. Transcendents don’t exist.”
Rage spikes through my limbs. I strike a killing blow through the wick’s chest. The sparring dummy melts back into the floor. I turn to my mother, pulling in deep breaths from exertion. “But what if Slate’s vision is true? Justice could have someone who balances him out. Someone who does—“
“What I thought I could do for your father?” Mother shakes her head. “I wanted to be his transcendent. I wasn’t. There’s no such thing, my son.”
“My brothers and I are all in agreement. We’ll help patrol the omniverse, keeping the worlds safe. That will buy us time to find a transcendent for Justice.”
“That won’t work,” counters Mother. “Cole already fears Justice will assassinate him. He keeps attacking your brother. Soon one of them will perish. You will choose which.” She steps closer. “You fight well in a simulation, my son. No one works harder at their studies. But that is all you can do. There are palace servants with more power over the sentient. The only way your life has purpose is if you convince your brothers to act when the time comes. You must save Justice. He’s the eldest. It’s his destiny to be Emperor.”
I meet Mother’s gaze straight on. For this next statement, she needs to know that I mean what I say. “I would never stand by while Justice died.”
My meaning is simple. If it comes to Justice or Cole, there’s no question where my loyalties will fall. Justice.
Christina Bauer thinks that fantasy books are like bacon: they just make life better. All of which is why she writes romance novels that feature demons, dragons, wizards, witches, elves, elementals, and a bunch of random stuff that she brainstorms while riding the Boston T. Oh, and she includes lots of humor and kick-ass chicks, too.
Christina graduated from Syracuse University’s Newhouse School with BA’s in English along with Television, Radio, and Film Production. She lives in Newton, MA with her husband, son, and semi-insane golden retriever, Ruby.
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