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ABOUT THE BOOK:
Forsworn: The
Last Oracle Book II
Author: Emily
Wibberley
Release Date:
July 21st, 2015
SYNOPSIS:
Clio can see the future, but what she
doesn’t know about her past could destroy her.
It’s been a
year since Clio made her sacrifice to the Deities and embraced her destiny as
the Oracle to save her people.
The only
family she has left is a brother who wants her dead.
The prince,
her oldest friend, is a king with his own agenda.
And the man
who once loved her, now hates her.
All she can
do is try to forget about Riece, the enemy commander whose heart she broke to
save his life, as she serves the Deities. Her days are filled with Visions and
bloodshed in a never-ending war against the Untouched. To add to her problems,
she must pose as King Derik’s mistress to conceal her forbidden powers from the
Emperor’s spies.
When Riece unexpectedly
returns to Sheehan with a new and beautiful ally, Clio knows she must put him
out of her mind once and for all, but first, they are thrust together into
battle against a mysterious Untouched warrior with otherworldly power. To
reclaim her city, she must team up with the man she hurt, the man she still
loves but can never be with, and finally confront the questions about her
origin—questions with answers that Clio may not be prepared to face.
The highly anticipated sequel to the
award-winning novel Sacrificed (The Last Oracle, Book 1) heralded as a
“Must-Read Romantic Fantasy” by USAToday.com
BUY LINKS: At the moment, we do not have a
pre-order link to book 2, but here are the links to Sacrificed, book one.
EXCERPT:
The hallways
had never felt so small before, never so stifling. Clio could hardly catch her
breath as she sped down the corridors toward Riece’s old chambers.
She needed to
find out what the symbol meant. She had no choice but to go to Riece. She would
just have to keep her feelings out of it.
Before she
could argue herself out of her thin conclusions, she found herself standing at
Riece’s door. She knocked once, quietly, almost hoping Riece wouldn’t hear,
wouldn’t invite her in.
“Come in,” he
said almost distractedly from within.
She stepped
inside and found him seated on a small bench, sharpening the edge of a small
dagger. His cloak lay folded at his side, and his chest was left bare except
for the smudged lines of his warrior ink. Happily, there was no sign that the
princess was around. Perhaps Clio had imagined everything between them.
“Of course.
It’s you,” Riece said without glancing at her. “You changed your hair.” He put
aside his dagger and looked up at her. “Black. It seems like every time I see
you, it’s a different color. Fitting, I suppose. Goes with your capricious
nature.”
“Capricious?
That’s a pretty big word for you, Commander. You sure you know what it means?”
He laughed
bitterly, and for some reason Clio felt the familiar itch in her skin that
could only ever be soothed with a fight.
He was
suddenly serious. “It means ever-changing. Isn’t that why you haven’t wed the
king? Has he, too, grown tired of your fickle heart?” His eyes mirrored the
hate in his tone.
He had never
looked at her with such antipathy before, and Clio’s blood flooded her cheeks.
“Of course not,” she snapped.
“No?” He rose
and advanced toward her. “Then you’ve some other reason?”
He was far
too close, and Clio was having trouble thinking straight.
“We’ve been
at war, hardly the time for nuptials. And—” she stammered. This close, she
could tell that Riece was much larger than he had been a year ago. The muscles
in his shoulders shifted and bulged with the slightest movement of his neck.
“And?” he
prompted.
“And someone
had to defend this city after you took your army, to what? Rescue some
princess?” She spat the words at him.
Riece’s eyes
sparkled with silent laughter. “So that’s the reason for this delightful visit.
You’re jealous. Well, you have no right to be.”
“I’m not jealous,”
Clio protested.
“No? Because
my remembering of this,” he gestured to the two of them, “was that you used me
so you could get back to your beloved king. You made your true feelings
perfectly clear.” His look had darkened, and his jaw tightened with restrained
fury.
She would
have preferred a slap to the way he was looking at her. “You’re right,” she
admitted.
Riece’s gaze
bored into her, but what he looked to find, she couldn’t say.
“Why are you
really here, Clio?” he finally sighed, exasperated.
To tell you
that I’ve dreamt about you every night for a year, she wanted to scream. “I
need you to look at something.”
“Ordering me
around so soon?” His lips quirked up in a grin that didn’t travel to his eyes.
Emily
Wibberley grew up in the South Bay where she spent her formative years battling
zombies on her Xbox, watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and voraciously reading
everything from The Hunger Games to Jane Austen, where her love for feisty
young heroines was born.
After
graduating from Princeton University Magna Cum Laude in 2014, she began
writing. Her debut novel, Sacrificed, was named a finalist in the Young Adult
category of the 2015 Beverly Hills Book Awards, in the Young Author category of
the 2015 Next Generation Indie Book Awards and in the 2015 International Book
Awards. Since its release, Sacrificed has spent more than four months as a
Kindle Top Ten Teen and Young Adult Bestseller.
When she
isn't reading the latest YA book, she enjoys watching kick-butt action movies
with her two rescue German Shepherds, Hudson and Bishop, named after characters
from James Cameron's Aliens.
GIVEAWAY
One winner will get a signed paperback
copy of Sacrificed – Open INT – Giveaway is scheduled for June 22nd.
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