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About
the book:
Author: Mallory McCartney
Pub.
Date: September 19, 2022
Publisher: MM Books
Formats: Hardcover, Paperback, eBook
Pages: 350
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"Together they will rise."
Something sinister is sweeping across
Kiero, and war threatens to rip apart the remains of Black Dawn Rebellion.
Distraught by the decisions she made
while in the Draken Mountains with Adair, Emory Fae, Queen of Kiero, is hiding
a deadly secret, and now, Emory is seeking aid from Marquis Maher, King of the
Shattered Isles, in the looming war.
With Brokk by her side, they search for
answers and aid from the Shattered Isles, a country that has remained protected
from Adair's wrath across the Black Sea. While there, Emory will learn the
weight of what it means to be Queen, but what will she sacrifice to save the
ones she loves?
Since the Academy fell and the Black Dawn
rebellion scattered, Brokk Foster's past and the truth about his lineage has
come to light. Brokk and his newly found immortal fey warriors are skeptical of
Marquis and his terms to a new alliance. Being torn between love and Brokk's
loyalty to the rebellion, he will have to decide whether to remain true to his
cause or follow a destiny he never wanted.
Together, can Emory and Brokk make an
alliance in time to return to Kiero and aid the rebels?
Nyx Astire, new clan leader to the
raiders in the Risco Desert, has lost everything. With no word on if the town
of Pentharrow has survived under Azarius Walsh's command, Nyx tries to rally
the Dust Clan and prepare them to ally with any remaining members of the Black
Dawn Rebellion. But tradition and her past throws Nyx into a dynamic ruling.
Will she do anything to ensure Kiero's survival from her new point of power?
Kingdom of Broken
Iron is the third installment in the bestselling Black Dawn series. Can
friendship, love, and fellowship defy an enemy Kiero has never seen before?
Grab the first 2 books in the series
now!
EXCERPT:
CHAPTER ONE
DECLAN
Dipping his index finger in the spattering of ruby blood on the throne’s arm, Declan licked it off the tip of his finger. Eyes closing, the Dark King could hear the previous man’s screams, and that fear was still laced in his blood. Each prisoner that was brought to him amused him with their will to live and to fight back.
As if they ever had a chance.
The throne of bones he sat in was cool beneath him. Declan uncrossed and crossed his legs, glaring at the guards that were his puppets. Consuming souls was intoxicating and usually made his life extremely easy in what he hoped to accomplish.
No one could stop him.
Adair Stratton had been conditioned as his vessel for years by the Oilean and with the Book of Old’s magic in the boy.
After years of meddling and consuming dark energy and magic in Daer, like his father, Declan was not a man anymore. He was raw power and rage; he was destruction. But only in a vessel who could contain him. The only other power that could sustain him would be a naithe warrior from Nehmai. But that city had died long ago, along with its elitist mentality. Without it, his essence was a whisper, a shadow.
He chewed his lower lip, and annoyance flickered at the years of planning to prove to himself and to his father’s memory that Declan had been more than what his father had said: A disappointment of a son and a waste of ability.
“Another,” he said in a lazy drawl.
What weak man could eat the souls of people? Could steal their magic? Pushing the thoughts down, Declan steeled himself against the whispers of his dead father in his mind. He, Declan, would destroy Kiero until it was nothing more than a dying star, blinking out of existence. Oh, how he would enjoy watching it burn so brightly.
The guards swiftly complied, entities of his dark magic bowing to his every will, every command. Their silver eyes were empty of emotion; they had no recognition of the world around them. These vessels were for his practical uses and nothing more.
Drumming his fingers, he heard the screams coming down the hallway. The guards brought in the man, bloodied, sweating, frantic.
Declan stood, the Oilean materializing beside him, bowing in one motion.
“Our King.” Their voices were quiet purrs.
Flicking his gaze to them, he demanded, “If you have nothing new to report, you have one second to get out of my sight.”
“Emory Fae and Brokk Foster have seemingly . . . disappeared from Kiero.”
“Then I suggest you look harder.” Declan walked across the smooth black marble toward the next prisoner. The man paled, whispering intangible sentences while shaking his head. It only made the experience that much more pleasurable.
The rank tang of fear clogged Declan’s senses. Stroking the man’s face, Declan cooed, “Now, what’s your ability?”
No words came out of the man’s mouth, only choking hiccups.
Declan tutted. “Why must everything be a surprise?”
Declan’s hand connected with the man’s wrist, and the surge of raw ability filled every crevice of his new body. It expanded into him, easing his weakness, sating his hunger. He sighed in pleasure and dropped the man—now nothing more than a corpse—blood trickling from his mouth.
Rolling his shoulders, Declan addressed the guards nonchalantly. “Dispose of the body with the rest.” Fire sprang to his fingertips, the silver flames mesmerizing. “By far, one of my favorites,” he mused, more to himself.
Bringing his attention back to the assassins, Declan situated himself on his throne once again, inspecting his fingernails. “Now, I suggest that if you can’t find them, you get creative. Draw them out. Set the whole world on fire if you must. Just get Emory Fae and Brokk Foster back. I will be ready, but I need what the girl stole from me.”
The key.
His heart.
Part of the dark power that Adair had running through his veins.
The sisters bowed their heads, saying nothing.
“It is all worthless unless we get her back. I’m fragmented, broken. The power of the Book of Old has always been the key to my plan. But the power must be whole. This strength is only temporary. In a few hours’ time, I will be nothing more than smoke and ash again.”
“Understood, our King.”
He sized them up, silver fire dancing along his forearms. “I suggest you fix your mistakes.” Bowing lowly once more, they disappeared in a plume of smoke.
Cracking his neck, Declan sized up the cavernous room and its unnecessary luxury. He would make fine work of Kiero. His army would sweep over the land, upturning every hidden rock and secret that lay underneath. He began to pace, fire crackling from his hands as it licked up his skin. Staring at the embers drifting to the ground, he fantasized about how exactly he would welcome the queen and prince back to his kingdom.
His head tilted back, and he stared up at the open ceiling. The serenade of screams floated up to him from far below; the humans he hadn’t drained yet awaited their fate. Fear was such an effective weapon, and it was spreading as his presence became more known.
Declan held on to the fact that until he was at full strength, he would savor watching each prisoner be brought up to him. He would experience ecstasy while feeding off their abilities. He would soon drain this world like he did Daer.
About Mallory:
Mallory McCartney currently lives in Sarnia, Ontario
with her husband, their two dachshunds Link and Leonard and two sphynx cats
Luna and Legolas.
When she isn’t working on her next novel or reading, she can be found daydreaming
about fantasy worlds and hiking.
Other favorite pastimes involve reorganizing perpetually overflowing
bookshelves and seeking out new coffee and dessert shops.
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