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Blood Moon Sacrifice

 

The return of the Huntress to her home in Castia is the start of a thrilling story that will take you from the jungles of Gemmal to the icy ruins of Romero's fortress and back across the desolation of Bardynn. A massive army awaits the order to destroy Navvas and Vespias must gather all her friends and allies to prevent it. At the same time, a civil war and a mysterious cult provide more problems.

       

  

 

Due to problems encountered with the first book of the series, The Last Ranger of Sarn, Blood Moon Sacrifice is not available for sale just yet. I need to see where my publishers stand before I let this one out of the chute. I will, however, be more than happy to send a few "beta" copies out for reviewers.

For more information, just drop me a line and I'll be sure to get back to you and set it up.

Salaris indeed matched or bettered all expectations that Fallah had that night so long ago on the mountain. She instructed her shaman to cleanse and restore the woman’s body but this was far and above anything she had seen before. Salaris was radiant in her beauty now, her body firm and strong and her face as graceful as it had ever been in life.

Only her eyes betrayed her.

Her eyes still carried the sign of what she truly was…one of the undead. They were the reverse of normal eyes, the whites having been turned to viscous pools of pitch as black as night. Her pupils sat like pale moons adrift on this dark ocean, frightening and yet strangely exotic at the same time. Her skin was pale, almost alabaster forming the perfect frame for such distinct eyes. Her lips were full and red as any rose the summer gardens could produce. Her delicate fingers ended with strong and exceedingly sharp nails as black as her eyes.

                                                                                                                                                                       ~ An excerpt from Blood Moon Sacrifice

Blood Moon Sacrifice

Book two of the Journals of the Huntress by Ed Ireland

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