Series: Sage Seed Chronicles #1
Published by: Paper Gold Publishing
Release Date: March 17, 2016
Genre: Fantasy
Purchase here, AmazonThere are no monsters on Ose. People can be monstrous enough.
The first book in the Sage Seed Chronicles, The Founders, begins eighty years after the Ancients leave.
Disaster strikes the beautiful world of Ose. Marisily is one of the Sages who can help heal the planet when nuclear winter pushes the civilization back to the brink of destruction. Only she doesn’t know her own powers yet.
It is survival of the fittest as vicious outlaws destroy all that remains, kidnapping, enslaving and killing those weaker than themselves.
With a bounty on her head, alone and betrayed by her own father, can a young woman find the strength and wisdom necessary to rally the good people of Ose and rebuild their culture?
Review Samples:
I loved how the story was set up. The world they live in is not as easy as the one we know, that's for sure. In this world, you have to be strong, smart or just plain crazy to survive.
This author has a special gift when it comes to writing. The storyline was so easy to enjoy there were absolutely no storyline blemishes, it was a page-turner. If you loved the characters or hated then, it was only because the author set it up that way. There ware a few parts of the story that made me pause just because what was happening was not what I was expecting to happen. I love when books make me second guess myself.
I would recommend this book to anyone seventeen and over. I hope other readers enjoy it as much as I did.
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It takes a REALLY good book to keep me awake, and the Sage Chronicles had my undivided attention. These books kept me captivated and I thoroughly enjoyed the authors stories, characters, and realms. I felt like I could be part of her stories; she had me at hello… My only suggestion to future readers, DO NOT wait to get the next book. You will want to jump into the next book as soon as the one you are reading ends.
Excerpt
Marisily woke abruptly. The night was completely dark as both moons, Cear and Luna had set. She could hear the sound of the nearby Cascade River but it didn’t soothe her as it usually did. All of her senses were fully alert as if someone had screamed. She lay there a moment trying to figure out what had awakened her. Leaning on one elbow Marisily listened hard. The house was still yet the hair on her arms and the back of her neck were standing up with alarm; there was a tense knot in the pit of her stomach. The sense of foreboding was a low thrum going through her body with each heartbeat. Marisily carefully scrutinized the familiar surroundings of her room searching for the source of what woke her. The small space seemed to be as it had always been, simple with no fancy touches or possessions. Without making a sound Marisily got out of bed and kneeling beside it, folded back the small rag rug her mother had made her many years ago. She ran her fingers over the floor board it covered, skimming the edges until she felt the small knot hole. Carefully she lifted the board and touched the contents hidden beneath it with shaky fingers. She didn’t understand why but knowing that no one had found the secret hiding place eased her anxiety somewhat.
What was it that had awakened her? She rubbed her arms and kneaded the spot where the insistent tension seemed to be concentrated. What was wrong? She shook her head at the thought. There was plenty of things that weren’t right.
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