Monday, June 16, 2014

Cover Reveal PRIMORDIAL DUST by Sarah Daltry


Primordial Dust
by Sarah Daltry
Fantasy (Romance/YA)

A princess, trained to behave. An assassin, betrothed to her. A thief, whose eyes she dreams of at night. A kingdom at war, torn apart by the suppression of magic and truth, as well as family secrets that threaten to destroy decades of peace.

Questions of loyalty, of morality, and of free will culminate in a fantasy novel about forging one’s own path and choosing one’s own destiny.

Buy Links (Preorder):
Amazon: Coming June 30
Amazon UK: Coming June 30


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All Romance:


Overhead, the sky is sparkling. The hills crest right below the moon and the tableau, in other circumstances, would be breathtaking. However, as I wade through corpses, I’m not focused on scenery. My quiver is by my side, but I am plucking arrows from the dead. This is not a time for waste.

I was once the type of person who was impressed by starlight, the type of person who would dance beneath glass ceilings and let the world swim in its loveliness. The sky reminds me of the parties we used to throw – parties like the one last night or another party, not that long ago, but one that belongs in another lifetime. The memories bring back the trill of harps and endless ripples of satisfied laughter. Now, though, when I try to recall what I felt, all I hear is screaming.

The troops are gathered, ready for my command. It is senseless. I have no military experience, no concept of how to lead. They come with their bows and swords and guns and they look to me for direction. My father’s last words, before we watched our city fall, were to lead the army to a rendezvous. The army, ever indebted to the king, listened, and I stand, holding remnants of a man’s life in my quiver, having never spilled blood myself.

Over the hills, we’re not sure what awaits us, but it is likely no different than the field of gore through which we trek. I look to the sky again and feel like I can hear the moon laughing. Red marks the entire landscape. Where there were trees now stand charred remains and plumes of smoke. Bones scatter across the earth, buzzards circle, and the smell of rot and death invades my senses. I want to wash myself, but even a long, hot bath could not erase the ruin that clings to me.


Meet the Author:
Sarah Daltry writes about the regular people who populate our lives. She’s written works in various genres – romance, erotica, fantasy, horror. Genre isn’t as important as telling a story about people and how their lives unfold. Sarah tends to focus on YA/NA characters but she’s been known to shake it up. Most of her stories are about relationships – romantic, familial, friendly – because love and empathy are the foundation of life. It doesn’t matter if the story is set in contemporary NY, historical Britain, or a fantasy world in the future – human beings are most interesting in the ways they interact with others. This is the principle behind all of Sarah’s stories.

Sarah has spent most of her life in school, from her BA and MA in English and writing to teaching both at the high school and college level. She also loves studying art history and really anything because learning is fun.

When Sarah isn’t writing, she tends to waste a lot of time checking the Internet for pictures of cats, shooting virtual zombies, and simply staring out the window.

She has written several books, most notably Bitter Fruits, an urban fantasy in the Eden’s Fallseries, Backward Compatible: A Geek Love Story, and the six book New Adult Floweringseries, including Forget Me Not, Lily of the Valley, Blue Rose, Star of Bethlehem, Orange Blossom, and Ambrosia.

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