Thanks to the kind folks at Grand Central Publishing, I have an ARC of Jacqueline Carey's upcoming Naamah's Curse up for grabs! For more info about this title: Canada, USA, Europe.
Here's the blurb:
Far from the land of her birth, Moirin sets out across Tatar territory to find Bao, the proud and virile Ch'in fighter who holds the missing half of her diadh-anam, the divine soul-spark of her mother's people. After a long ordeal, she not only succeeds, but surrenders to a passion the likes of which she's never known. But the lovers' happiness is short lived, for Bao is entangled in a complication that soon leads to their betrayal.
The rules are the same as usual. You need to send an email at mailto:reviews(no-spam)gryphonwood.net with the header "CURSE." Remember to remove the "no spam" thingy.
Second, your email must contain your full mailing address (that's snail mail!), otherwise your message will be deleted.
Lastly, multiple entries will disqualify whoever sends them. And please include your screen name and the message boards that you frequent using it, if you do hang out on a particular MB.
Good luck to all the participants!
And thanks to the author, here's a little teaser to whet your appetite!:
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As the city of Shuntian dwindled in the distance behind me, a mixture of dread and exhilaration filled me.
I was all alone in the vast empire of Ch'in.
It was by choice, my choice. If I had wished it, the Emperor's daughter would have spoken a word in her father's ear, and his Celestial Majesty would have provided me with a mighty escort. Indeed, the princess had begged me to let her do so, and I suspected there would be times that I wished I had consented. I was a young woman, a foreigner, travelling alone in a country halfway around the world from my home.
Home.
It was a bittersweet word. I no longer knew what it meant to me. Once, home had been a snug cave in the Alban wilderness where I was Moirin, daughter of Fainche, child of the Maghuin Dhonn.
That was still true; in a sense it would always be true. The folk of the Maghuin Dhonn carry our diadh-anams inside us, the divine spark of the Great Bear Herself that gives us life and guides us. It is the part of our soul that connects us to Her. To lose it would be like dying, worse than dying.
I knew, because I had lost half of mine.
Here's the blurb:
Far from the land of her birth, Moirin sets out across Tatar territory to find Bao, the proud and virile Ch'in fighter who holds the missing half of her diadh-anam, the divine soul-spark of her mother's people. After a long ordeal, she not only succeeds, but surrenders to a passion the likes of which she's never known. But the lovers' happiness is short lived, for Bao is entangled in a complication that soon leads to their betrayal.
The rules are the same as usual. You need to send an email at mailto:reviews(no-spam)gryphonwood.net with the header "CURSE." Remember to remove the "no spam" thingy.
Second, your email must contain your full mailing address (that's snail mail!), otherwise your message will be deleted.
Lastly, multiple entries will disqualify whoever sends them. And please include your screen name and the message boards that you frequent using it, if you do hang out on a particular MB.
Good luck to all the participants!
And thanks to the author, here's a little teaser to whet your appetite!:
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As the city of Shuntian dwindled in the distance behind me, a mixture of dread and exhilaration filled me.
I was all alone in the vast empire of Ch'in.
It was by choice, my choice. If I had wished it, the Emperor's daughter would have spoken a word in her father's ear, and his Celestial Majesty would have provided me with a mighty escort. Indeed, the princess had begged me to let her do so, and I suspected there would be times that I wished I had consented. I was a young woman, a foreigner, travelling alone in a country halfway around the world from my home.
Home.
It was a bittersweet word. I no longer knew what it meant to me. Once, home had been a snug cave in the Alban wilderness where I was Moirin, daughter of Fainche, child of the Maghuin Dhonn.
That was still true; in a sense it would always be true. The folk of the Maghuin Dhonn carry our diadh-anams inside us, the divine spark of the Great Bear Herself that gives us life and guides us. It is the part of our soul that connects us to Her. To lose it would be like dying, worse than dying.
I knew, because I had lost half of mine.
8 commentaires:
I submitted. So exciting!
I have never, in two years of entering hundreds of book blogger giveaways, wanted to win a book so badly. That teaser was almost cruel! :)
Do we know when the contest ends?? And what is the difference between the grand prize and just the book? .
Sorry, there is no grand prize thing, just the ARC. I screwed up...
Ah that would be so cool if I won xD
It's fine Patrick....I just thought I wasn't reading it right. Could you tell us when the contest ends so that I can stop holding my breath after that date??
what is the email address to send to? there was an error when i clicked it.
Thanks for the contest.The book sounds very interesting !!
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