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The Dragon Sphere

 Nation of Dragons, Book One

by Abel Gallardo

YA Fantasy

Published on July 20, 2016

Landon Brown, fifteen year old high school football star, is always on the top of his game. That is until he receives a visit from an uncle he’s never met with information about Landon’s father, who disappeared without a trace thirteen years before. Landon learns that the life he’s been living is a lie and that his true nature is powerful and dangerous. He’s half dragon and a threat to the delicate balance that has kept dragon society hidden from humans for hundreds of years.

Landon now must learn about his dragon heritage and train to control his incredible abilities with the help of the Elder Dragons, a bizarre trainer named Alpha, and other dragonoids like himself.

He quickly realizes that the mysterious world of dragons, spirits, and secret societies are not for the weak. Tasked with finding the Dragon Sphere, an ancient relic harboring a terrible power that could destroy the world, Landon recognizes that he just might be way in over his head. Will he be able to control his newfound power in time for the fight of his life?

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EXCERPT

“I can see him,” she said in disbelief. “I can make out his form. It’s as if the air is bending

around his body. He’s about twenty yards straight ahead, and about ten feet off the ground. It

looks like he’s waiting for something.”

Just then I heard a loud rush of wind swirling towards me. The force knocked me to the

ground. I picked myself up right away.

“WATCH OUT!” yelled Aurora, as I felt the full force of a fist against the left side of my

face.

The wind demon swirled towards Aurora. She rolled to the side, then put her hand up and

blocked a blow from above. With a clenched fist and eyes closed, Aurora pounded the air,

hoping to hit the demon. It was a powerful blow that summoned a strong gust of air with its

force. I noticed dust and small fragments of rock blast off from the ground as the demon’s

invisible body landed on them. I ran to the spot where the demon had hit the ground, hoping

to hit him while he was down. Before I could even swing, though, I was lifted ten feet in the

air and dropped straight down.

As I was about to land, Aurora pushed a pocket of air towards me to break my fall.

Unfortunately she missed, and I ended up hitting the ground. I landed hard on my back.

Nothing was broken and my head didn’t hurt; I took it as a good sign.

“Are you okay?” shouted Aurora.

I nodded and asked where the demon was. Before she could answer, she shot a powerful gust

that blew me away.

“What the…?” I called to her as I rose angrily to my feet. Then I suddenly realized what she

had done. The demon had been right above me and had smashed a crater into the ground

where I was lying just seconds before. If she hadn’t pushed me back, he would’ve tackled me

deep into the earth.

“He’s down!” she yelled.

Dust, pebbles and other debris slid into the deep crater created by the wind demon. I felt an

intense rush of energy flow through my body as I willed the freshly made crater, where the

demon had landed, to collapse onto itself. I compacted the rocks, dirt, and branches into a

spherical shape and enclosed the wind demon within it.

“LET ME OUT!” called the demon. “I am Soldier the mighty. I will destroy you stupid kids!”

“We should let Alpha know that we trapped him,” Aurora suggested.

I nodded in agreement but was speechless. I was astonished that the earth listened to me. The

energy that ran through my body actually moved the ground. Aurora waved her hand in front

of my face and snapped me out of my shock. She looked exhausted, even though we’d only

been out here for a few minutes.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Those wind blasts drained me,” she said, her warm smile assuring me she was okay.

We turned back to the cave to inform Alpha of our success.

“AAARRRGGGHHH!” screamed the wind demon, as he exploded the rocky sphere he was

trapped in. The demon was furiously gasping for air. I could see him now; his body was

covered in dirt and other debris. He was about six feet tall, with a muscular build, and he was

wearing… was that a toga?

“Where did you get the dress?” I mocked.

The demon howled in anger and swirled towards us. Aurora and I evaded his attack by rolling

away from each other. I got up quickly, sprinted towards him and punched him in his

midsection. Before I could get another punch in, he blasted me with a gust of wind that

knocked me on my back. But the dusty figure was holding his gut with his left hand and

wincing in pain. Aurora shot a blast of wind at him that pushed him face first to the ground.

Instinctively, I raised my right arm and willed a patch of earth below his face to rise up and

strike him.

The demon roared.




And here he is. . .

ABEL GALLARDO!!!

Abel Gallardo was greatly influenced by Greek mythology, comic books, and the fantasy/mystery novels he had read as a child. Shortly after graduating with his Bachelor’s Degree in Sociology, he began writing stories that reminded him of the adventures he cherished growing up. Abel Gallardo now lives with his wife and children in Albuquerque, NM.

You can find and contact Abel here:

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Excerpt: DREAMWIELDER by Garrett Calcaterra

DREAMWIELDER

The Dreamwielder Chronicles

by Garrett Calcaterra

Diversion Books

YA Fantasy

284 pages

In a world shrouded by soot and smoke, young Makarria has literally been forbidden to dream.

Legend has foretold the demise of Emperor Thedric Guderian at the hands of a sorceress with royal blood, and the Emperor has made it his legacy to stamp out all magic from the Sargothian Empire in favor of primitive coal fired smelters and steam powered machines. When Guderian’s minions discover a Dreamwielder on a seaside farmstead, a chain of events forces Guderian’s new threat—the young Makarria—to flee from her home and embark upon an epic journey where her path intertwines with that of Princess Taera, her headstrong brother, Prince Caile, and the northman Siegbjorn, who captains a night-flying airship.
Dogging their every step is the part-wolf, part-raven sorcerer, Wulfram, and Emperor Guderian himself, a man who has the ability to stint magic and a vision to create a world where the laws of nature are beholden to men and machines. Only by learning to control the power she wields can Makarria save her newfound companions and stop the Emperor from irreversibly exterminating both the magic in humans and their bond with nature.

EXCERPT

“Hold on, what do you mean you know what to do?” Caile started to say, but Makarria ignored him and sprinted off through the tunnel toward the city before the words were halfway out of his mouth. “Get back here!” Caile yelled, but Makarria paid him no heed.

Caile snatched up his weapons with a curse and ran off in the direction of Issborg. At the edge of the cavern city, he caught sight of Makarria nearly halfway to the other side—the only movement in the entire city. The Snjaer Firan were hidden away in their homes and had closed the shutters over every window. Only the blue daylight protruding through the glacier aboe illuminated the city. Damn it all, she’s fast, Caile swore inwardly as he chased after Makarria. When he finally caught up to her at the far end of the city he grabbed her shoulder and dragged her to a halt, heavily winded.

“Stop. Wait!”

Makarria pushed his hand aside and trotted on. “Please don’t try to stop me.”

“I’m not here to stop you. I’m here to help. Now just slow down for moment and tell me what it is you think you’re going to do that a sorceresses can’t.”

They were getting close to the chambers beyond the city now and Makarria slowed to a brisk walk. “I need to get Kadar into one of the chambers.”

“All right, that’s a start. What chambers?”

“A few hundred yards down the corridor on the right, there’s a bunch of caves with doors.”

“Does it matter which one we get him into?”

“No.”

“All right,” he said again. “And what do we do after that?”

“Then I do my work. Quiet now. We’re getting close.”

Caile bristled at being shushed. “Slow down then,” he whispered. “We don’t want to rush headlong into something.”

As if on cue, a heavy concussion echoed through the cavern.

“I’ve heard that sound before,” Caile whispered. “That’s sorcerers fighting.” He left his sword sheathed and instead strung his bow and notched an arrow, remembering what Talitha had told him about trying to kill sorcerers. Surprise them. Be unpredictable.

The sound of concussions and bellowing flames grew louder and more frequent as they continued on, and before long they could hear voices, although, they could not make out the words. Talitha’s indecipherable shouts were little more than guttural moans, while Kadar’s heavily accented words were taunting in their tone. Suddenly, dark figures appeared before them, and Caile almost let loose his arrow but luckily held it back at the last moment, realizing it was the Snjaer Firan warriors who had accompanied Talitha. There were only four of them, and they all huddled close to the wall at their right.

“We’re here to help,” Makarria whispered when one of them turned back to see her and Caile approaching. “Where’s Kadar?”

“Up there,” the man said with effort, and Makarria and Caile saw that he was badly burned on one side of his face. “Talitha is trapped on the far side, below the glacier.”

“Where’s the rest of your men?” Caile asked. “I thought there were twelve of you?”

“There were.”

Caile pursed his lips and pushed his way forward past the four men to peer farther down the corridor. A torrent of flames spat forward in the distance, and for a brief moment Caile could make out Talitha’s form huddled behind a stalagmite twenty yards ahead and Kadar a little farther beyond her. Then the flames were gone and he saw only shadows again. Caile stepped back safely out of sight. “He’s got her cornered, and he’s too far away for me to get a clean look at him,” he whispered to Makarria. “How is it you think we’re going to get him into one of those caves?”

“I’ll get him into the open,” Makarria said. “When I yell, start shooting.”

“I don’t see how—” Caile started to say, but before he could get the rest of the sentence out Makarria strode forward into the middle of the corridor.

“Kadar!” Makarria yelled. “Kadar! It’s me, Makarria. Stop, please.”

“Makarria, no, get back,” Talitha’s voice rang out.

Makarria ignored her and walked on, fear in her belly. He won’t risk killing you—you’re too important to him, she told herself, but now that she was exposed, she wasn’t so certain.

Kadar peered out from his hiding spot and began laughing an oily, rodent-like laugh. “It is all right, Makarria. Yes, come to me. I would not hurt you.”

“Leave the woman alone,” Makarria said. “And then you can have me.” She stopped parallel to the first of the caves on the right. She saw in front of her the smoldering bodies of the slain Snjaer Firan warriors but quickly averted her eyes and kept her attention solely on Kadar.

“But I can kill her and still take you,” Kadar said.

“Not if I’m in the way, you can’t,” Makarria retorted, and she stepped forward to place herself firmly in the path between the two sorcerers. “Go,” she said, looking back toward Talitha.

“Are you mad?” Talitha hissed. “You’ll be killed.”

“Just go,” Makarria told her. “Trust me.”

In the distance, Kadar laughed again. “Go on. Let the little girl save you for now.”

“Go,” Makarria said again.

Talitha paused for a moment longer, then sprang from behind the stalagmite and scurried back into the cavern behind Makarria toward the others.

“My end of the bargain is met now,” Kadar said. “Now it is your turn. Come to me.”

“I’m right here. Come get me.”

Kadar stepped forward from his hiding spot, and when he spoke there was menace in his voice. “What is it you hope to accomplish, girl? Your dream powers are weak and unhoned still. I could burn you to ash or bring that ice crashing down upon your head before you even close your eyes, let alone dream.”

“Not if you want me to kill the Emperor, you can’t.”

Kadar smiled and his black teeth glimmered as he slowly stepped forward. “You are a clever girl. Too clever for your own good.”

He was almost upon her now. She waited one breath longer, then turned and sprinted away. “Now!” she screamed.

Caile stepped out into the corridor and loosed his arrow. It whizzed by Makarria’s ear, and Kadar leapt to the side, just narrowly dodging the projectile. He raised his hands to strike back, but Makarria had changed her course to run right for Caile, blocking Kadar’s line of sight. Caile fired another arrow over the top of Makarria, and this time Kadar had no choice but to jump for cover in the nearest of the chambers.

“He’s in!” Caile yelled, notching another arrow.

Makarria skidded to a halt and plopped down on her butt, facing back toward the chamber. “Keep him in there,” she said breathlessly and closed her eyes.

“I only have four arrows left—move fast,” Caile yelled, but Makarria was already halfway in her trance...

And here he is. . .

GARRETT CALCATERRA!!!

Garrett Calcaterra is author of the epic fantasy novel DREAMWIELDER, available from Diversion Books. In addition, he is author of the horror collection UMBRAL VISIONS, and co-author of the mosaic fantasy novel THE ROADS TO BALDAIRN MOTTE. His humor titles include CODE BROWN and A GOOD BREW IS HARD TO FIND. When not writing, Garrett enjoys hiking with his two dogs and quaffing good beer. Learn more at www.garrettcalcaterra.com

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