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A Tale of Vikings, Elves, and Gods
The Cursed Elves
Book One
Diedra Drake
Genre: Mythic Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Apache Creek Publishing
Date of Publication: September 03, 2019
ISBN: 9781088922415
ASIN: B07WD29D3P
Number of pages: 402
Word Count: 107,500
Cover Artist: Apache Creek Publishing
Tagline: What if the myths were all real?
Book Description:
1000 years ago the Elves nearly destroyed their species through war. As punishment, their ancestors cursed them and trapped them on the Earthly plane.
Priscilla Forester is a 500-year-old Cursed Elf, with abilities far different from most. She knows there is some secret about her origins, but has given up thinking she will ever discover the truth.
However, Fate was only waiting for the right moment to reveal its secrets. As Priscilla and her lovers battle against warring Elf Houses, her true nature begins to emerge, and it is more than anyone had bargained for.
EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT (449 words)
“Why us?” Itta prompted.
“Because of Guy. They’ve
been surveilling Priscilla so they know about him, which means they may try to
kill him in retaliation or kidnap him for leverage.”
She spoke with annoyance,
“This is the worst possible timing. You know what the basis of our argument was
to Hephaestus.”
“If he brings this up,
and says that we’re still having family wars, act unconcerned. Say it was just
a small rogue element that went after a single home trying to steal something.”
“Yes, because
bullshitting a God is one of my secret talents,” Itta voice dripped sarcasm.
“I have faith in you. Not
so much in Guy, but in you. Listen, if this doesn’t go well and he gets taken…
protect yourself and continue on your own. Take what Hephaestus wants to him
and finish it,” he implored her.
“I’ll do what I have to
do,” she snapped with growing irritation.
“And,” he cautioned, “you
shouldn’t be in your house when the sun goes down, in case they come for him.
You require extra protection.”
“Jonah! There are only
two hours of day left, there isn’t time to arrange that,” she exclaimed in
outrage, before adding, “Plus we have an appointment this evening which we
cannot miss.”
“Then you need to call up
reinforcements. Ask both your HQ and your family for help, they can be there
quickly.”
“No,” she said bluntly.
“Itta…” Jonah began.
“No. I won’t do that,”
she reiterated stubbornly.
“Itta, you and Guy are
the caretakers of the future of our entire people. Don’t you think this
situation counts as special circumstances, just to ensure your mission
succeeds?”
She groaned loudly, “My
family is insane!”
Jonah agreed somewhat, “A
little. But they’ll protect you both if you need them to.”
“Fine!” she barked
angrily. “But you better be right. When I get the whole story from you, it
better have been a real, serious threat.”
“It is serious. I promise
I’ll tell you everything that happened --- later.”
She let out a huge sigh.
"OK.”
“Be safe. As soon as we
secure things here, we’ll come to you.”
She clicked the phone off
and stared at it for a whole minute. She realized suddenly it had been so long
since she had spoken to her family that it predated phones. She had to call HQ
to ask them to look up the current number for her.
She punched it in and
took a deep breath.
A female voice answered,
“Asta, hos Eklund.”
“Asta, it’s Itta. I’m in
trouble,” Itta spoke with hesitation.
“Itta? Oh, that’s
wonderful! Where do you need us to come?” she asked, her voice filled with
excitement.
“My place in Athens.
Urgently,” she replied with resignation.
A long pause then Asta
declared happily, “We’ll be there just after night comes.”
“Thank you.”
“We’ve missed our
sister,” Asta said sweetly and hung up the phone.
Itta let out a long
breath, closed her eyes, and leaned back against the chair.
About the Author:
Diedra Drake is a life-long student of mythology and history, with a particular interest in the ways that different cultures tell the same stories using name variations. She is competent in classical Latin, and enjoys reading the classics – particularly Homer, Plutarch, and Shakespeare. For relaxation, Diedra loves to crack open a new historical romance novel or binge a new series on streaming. After a couple of decades being a business owner in the technology industry, she decided to explore her other interests through the creation of a mythic fantasy romance world. She lives in Central Texas with her family, which includes a small cat colony and a couple of dogs, and tries to ensure she gets a daily serving of ice cream for continual inspiration.
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