The Power of Alchemy
Author: Genevieve Crownson
Publisher: Dreamspire Publishing
Pages: 366
Genre: Scifi / Time Travel / YA
Book Description:
WHAT IF YOUR GIFT BECAME YOUR CURSE?
Emma Diamond is still reeling from the shocking revelation she’s been given an extraordinary ability meant to save humanity, when everything she knows and loves begins to unravel.
Caught in a vicious snare of secrets and lies, Emma’s only hope is to find a mysterious ring believed to hold a centuries old power so formidable it could destroy a person with a single touch.
When an unseen assailant targets Emma, it sets in motion a change of events so terrible the world is thrown into a tsunami of destruction. Can Emma repair the damage without irrevocably altering earth and changing the past forever?
The Power of Alchemy is the second book in the Argos Dynasty trilogy, a young adult paranormal fantasy. If you like Cassandra Clare’s The Mortal Instrument series, then you’ll love this fast-paced, captivating blockbuster that leaves you wanting more.
Publisher: Dreamspire Publishing
Pages: 366
Genre: Scifi / Time Travel / YA
Book Description:
WHAT IF YOUR GIFT BECAME YOUR CURSE?
Emma Diamond is still reeling from the shocking revelation she’s been given an extraordinary ability meant to save humanity, when everything she knows and loves begins to unravel.
Caught in a vicious snare of secrets and lies, Emma’s only hope is to find a mysterious ring believed to hold a centuries old power so formidable it could destroy a person with a single touch.
When an unseen assailant targets Emma, it sets in motion a change of events so terrible the world is thrown into a tsunami of destruction. Can Emma repair the damage without irrevocably altering earth and changing the past forever?
The Power of Alchemy is the second book in the Argos Dynasty trilogy, a young adult paranormal fantasy. If you like Cassandra Clare’s The Mortal Instrument series, then you’ll love this fast-paced, captivating blockbuster that leaves you wanting more.
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EXCERPT
Tristan Keenan, Folly Beach, December 2009
I slammed my head against the wall as the same bloody symbol flashed through my mind again and again. I was immersed in a bone-chilling nightmare; tortured in the same way I had been when I was led to paint the portrait of Emma. There was no way Margaret and her cronies could be behind this. It was too dark, too sinister. It surged and burned, its dangerous currents of evil pulsing through me in a strange, hallucinogenic dance.
I was a loose cannon, unable to complete the simplest of tasks. The food I cooked was disgusting, not to mention I kept messing up the menu items at work. I was on the verge of being fired. To make things worse, my cat Zen fled every time I came near him.
I had periods of wild delusions, times when I became so destructive I wanted to kill Diamond, the woman I loved and adored.
There were hours on end I couldn’t account for. I was frantic; terrified I had actually done something terrible to Emma. My mind would race, desperately trying to recall the lost time.
Fear gnawed at me relentlessly.
I was afraid of myself.
I slammed my head against the wall as the same bloody symbol flashed through my mind again and again. I was immersed in a bone-chilling nightmare; tortured in the same way I had been when I was led to paint the portrait of Emma. There was no way Margaret and her cronies could be behind this. It was too dark, too sinister. It surged and burned, its dangerous currents of evil pulsing through me in a strange, hallucinogenic dance.
I was a loose cannon, unable to complete the simplest of tasks. The food I cooked was disgusting, not to mention I kept messing up the menu items at work. I was on the verge of being fired. To make things worse, my cat Zen fled every time I came near him.
I had periods of wild delusions, times when I became so destructive I wanted to kill Diamond, the woman I loved and adored.
There were hours on end I couldn’t account for. I was frantic; terrified I had actually done something terrible to Emma. My mind would race, desperately trying to recall the lost time.
Fear gnawed at me relentlessly.
I was afraid of myself.
About the Author
Genevieve Crownson graduated from the College of Charleston with a Bachelors of Science degree. A love of writing led her to pen her debut novel, The Soul of the Sun, book one in her highly anticipated trilogy, The Argos Dynasty. She currently lives in beautiful Charleston, SC with her family and beloved four legged friends. Go to www.genevievecrownson.com to learn how to get FREE books, behind the scenes sneak peaks, special offers and other fun goodies!
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