Thursday, June 14, 2018

Sneak Peek: The Triplets by Nicole M. Davis with Giveaway

YA Fantasy
September 8th 2017

Sarenia is a land choked with turmoil, courtesy of its tyrannical king, Shirot Tybold. It’s not surprising that a rebellious group of sorcerers has taken it upon themselves to overthrow him. While the King busies himself searching out and destroying unregistered sorcerers, the rebels are gathering their forces. 

Those forces include Anna Thomas (the captain of a pirate ship), Kaylor Williams (a knight in the King’s Guard), and Sarah Miller (a dragon rider), three best friends and powerful sorcerers who come from a place drastically different from the magic-filled land of Sarenia: Denver, Colorado. A power-hungry rebel sorcerer with an unshakable belief in an old prophecy is the reason they’re so far from home. 

But the prophecy calls for three others: a rebel agent is sent to Denver to find Tyler Martin, Alex Scott, and Max Harrison and bring them back to Sarenia. 

What’s so special about these six teenagers? Why does the prophecy call for them specifically when Sarenia is full of other sorcerers, some with far greater powers? And why should they cooperate with the rebels when they’ve been ripped out of their lives without warning or explanation and dumped in a world full of dangerous mythical creatures?

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 Something rustles in the dense tangle of trees and brush to Tyler’s left. A whisper—barely louder than the quiet murmur of the wind—snakes its way across the surface of his mind. Tyler turns toward the noise, body stiff and ready to move. Another noise, to his right. The whisper skims through his thoughts again, and this time he catches a word:


Tyler gets to his feet and slings the backpack onto his back, staring deep into the tangle of woods, trying to see past the shadows of undergrowth.

“…should not be awake!

Tyler almost jumps out of his skin. Where is that voice coming from? It doesn’t seem to be from any particular direction—and something in his gut says he’s not hearing it aloud. Tyler takes a step backward, hardly daring breath. What is this thing, and what does it want with him?

“…not welcome here.”

The brush in front of him starts to move, and doesn’t stop. Something’s coming towards him.

“…is for creatures of darkness.”

The voice is growing louder. Tyler takes a few more steps backwards, still wondering what the hell’s after him. Or if he’s just going crazy.

You should be sleeping…of darkness. You are not…night is for those…”

The murmur grows into a whirlwind, chasing his own thoughts around in circles through his head. A single voice rises above the wind, in an icy moment of clarity:

The day is for creatures of daylight.

The night is for those of darkness.

You are not of the darkness.

You are not welcome here.”

He has to get out of here.

And here she is...

Nicole M Davis was born in Sunnyvale, California (one letter away from the vampire capital of the world), but she grew up in Boulder County in Colorado. She has a bachelor’s degree in Zoology with a minor in Creative Writing, which she got in the beautiful town of Laramie, Wyoming. At the moment she’s back in Boulder County living with her family and a small army of scaly pets. She probably started writing when she was about five years old, and hasn’t been able to stop since.
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Why I Write Books
When I was a kid, I was always looking for the perfect book.
And it had to be perfect. If I found even one little thing I didn't like about it, it didn't qualify. Granted, I still liked most of the books I read, but none of them were good enough to stop my search.
Eventually I started to realize, after reading so many and knowing how many books actually existed in the world, that I likely wouldn't be able to find it. None of them were flawless, none of them contained all of the elements I wanted, and none of them were quite what I had in mind. So, I decided, the only thing I could to do solve this problem was write the perfect book myself. I was maybe twelve or thirteen, and writing the perfect book became my life goal.
Even with all the years of practice I've had, I'm still nowhere close to being able to write a perfect book. But I've come to realize that no book is perfect, but lots of them are good enough. All those books I went through before and liked, but that weren't perfect, were still valuable in different ways. Every book has strengths and weaknesses, plots or worlds or characters that may or may not be better than the others.
And that's my new goal: I don't want to write a perfect book anymore. I want to write lots of books, and I want to make them good enough for my readers.


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