W5 with Chris Bedell

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Next in my series of 5 questions with Ninestar Press authors, it’s Chris Bedell!

CJ Bedell IntheNameofMagic

Who is the star of your book?
17-year-old Maximillian is the star of IN THE NAME OF MAGIC.

What is your story about?
IN THE NAME OF MAGIC is about fascism in a Contemporary Earth-like fantasy/fairytale setting–Nonmagical people are being persecuted, and Maximillian must save his nonmagical best friend, Katherine, after her parents are murdered by Queen Vivian’s regime. Meanwhile, Maximillian is also pursuing a burgeoning relationship with Vivian’s estranged, younger brother, Prince Stefan.

When is it set?
It’s set in a time period that is modeled after the 1930’s–so there’s cars, electricity, indoor plumbing, etc. but no internet.

Where is it set?
It’s set in the country of Magnifico which is modeled after Nazi Germany, Mussolini’s Italy, Stalin’s USSR and Fransisco Franco’s Spain.

Why this story?
I always wanted to write a YA Dystopian novel, but could never find the right story to tell.

Blurb:

Nonmagical people are being demonized and falsely blamed for Magnifico’s economic problems after Queen Vivian’s bloody rise to power. But politics very quickly becomes more than abstract views to argue when secret police wolves are deployed throughout the country to kill those born without magical abilities.

Seventeen-year-old Maximillian’s best friend Katherine is one such nonmagical person. In a bid to keep her safe, Maximillian turns to the queen’s estranged younger brother, a man thought to be dead until recently.

Prince Stefan is nineteen years old and has been in hiding from his family for years. He has no desire to resurface in the political world, but Maximillian must convince him that the country needs him before it is too late.

CJ Bedell IntheNameofMagic

Buy IN THE NAME OF MAGIC on Amazon or directly from Ninestar Press

About the author:

My previous publishing credits include Thought Catalog, Crab Fat LiteraCJ Bedell picry Magazine, Quail Bell Magazine, Pidgeonholes Magazine, Abbreviate Journal, Short-Story.me, Foliate Oak Literary Magazine, Chicago Literati, The Vignette Review, Teleport Magazine, Entropy Magazine, Inklette Magazine, Sprout Magazine, and The Drunken Odyssey. I’m also a contributing blog writer to Moledro Magazine and YAtopia. I graduated with a BA in Creative Writing from Fairleigh Dickinson University in May of 2016.

Thanks for joining in, Chris!

W5 with Sara Codair

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Welcome to the next in my series of Ninestar Press authors answering five questions about their work.
This time it’s Sara Codair!

Power Surge by Sara Codair

Who is the star of your book?
Erin Evanstar (they/them/their) loves Star Wars and thinks they’re a monster. Life would be so much easier if they didn’t get every possible negative side effect when they took antidepressants and stimulants.

What is your story about? 
Coping with mental illness, being lied to, learning to forgive, fighting demons, and saving the world.

When is it set? 
Present day.

Where is it set?
In and around Portland, Maine. Some of the streets and landmarks are more or less based off of real places, like Portland Head Light; others, like St. Patrick’s, are completely made up.

Why this story?
This is the story I needed to read when I was teenager. These are characters that lived in my head for years before I started writing and refused to leave when I thought I’d given up on their story.

Blurb:

Erin has just realized that for the entirety of their life, their family has lied to them. Their Sight has been masked for years, so Erin thought the Pixies and Mermaids were hallucinations. Not only are the supernatural creatures they see daily real, but their grandmother is an Elf, meaning Erin isn’t fully human. On top of that, the dreams Erin thought were nightmares are actually prophecies.

While dealing with the anger they have over all of the lies, they are getting used to their new boyfriend, their boyfriend’s bullying ex, and the fact that they come from a family of Demon Hunters. As Erin struggles through everything weighing on them, they uncover a Demon plot to take over the world.

Erin just wants some time to work through it all on their own terms, but that’s going to have to wait until after they help save the world.

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About the author:

Sara Codair lives in a world of words, writing fiction in every free moment, teaching writing at a community college and binge-reading fantasy novels. When Sara Codairnot lost in words, Sara can often be found hiking, swimming, or gardening. Find Sara’s words in Alternative Truths, Helios Quarterly, and Secrets of the Goat People, at https://saracodair.com/

 

Thanks for joining in, Sara!

W5 with Casey Wolfe

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A Mages Power by Casey Wolfe

Who is the star of your book?  
A Mage’s Power stars master mage, Rowan, and his love interest, Shaw, who works for the Inquisition.

What is your story about?
The magical races (known as magicae) are disappearing, and many suspect the Inquisition are behind it.  Shaw is trying to figure out what’s going on.  Rowan’s just trying to pass his next masters exam while staying out of the path of a dark mage.  And the both of them are wondering if any sort of relationship between them could truly work.

When is it set? 
It’s contemporary, set in modern day with all it’s conveniences, however…

Where is it set?
The trilogy is set in the world of Eiocha (named after the Celtic creation myth), though the first book takes place solely in the country of Osterian.

Why this story?  
There was just something about these characters (all of them in the trilogy, not just Ro and Shaw) and the world that spoke to me.  I’ve enjoyed spending time with them so much, getting to tell their stories, and make this whole, broad world come to life.  It’s challenging, no doubt, but years into this project I’m still fascinated by it all.

Blurb:
Built on the bones of an ancient city, modern-day Everstrand is where master mage, Rowan, has set up his enchantment shop. When not hanging out with his werewolf best friend, Caleb, or studying, he dabbles in herbology and the controversial practice of blood magic. A prodigy who has already earned two masters, Rowan’s bound and determined to reach the distinction of grandmaster, a mage who obtains a masters in all five Schools of Magic.

Shaw works for the Inquisition, the organization charged with policing the magical races collectively known as magicae. Recently, it has come under scrutiny as magicae begin to disappear and reports of violence increase. With secrets of his own on the line, Shaw is willing to risk everything to find out just what is going on behind all the locked doors.

When Rowan and Shaw are entangled in each other’s worlds, it becomes evident that their hearts are as much at risk as their lives. They must find the truth and stop a conspiracy before it’s too late.

Buy Links:

Ninestar Press: https://ninestarpress.com/product/a-mages-power/
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07FF9ZK5T/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i0

About the author:

Author of gay romantic fiction, from contemporary to paranormal and everything in between.CAsey Wolfe photo

For Casey, existence equals writing. History nerd, film enthusiast, music lover, avid gamer, and just an all-around geek. Add in an unapologetic addiction to loose-leaf tea and you get the general picture. Married, with furry four-legged children, Casey lives happily in the middle of nowhere Ohio.
Pronouns: They/Them
Website: www.authorcaseywolfe.wordpress.com

Thanks for joining in, Casey!

PARADISE LODGE by Riina Y.T.

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Next in my series highlighting the work of Ninestar Press authors, it’s Riina Y.T. with
PARADISE LODGE

Paradise Lodge by Riina YT

Azariah Bell is a nervous wreck. He isn’t prepared to spend the final week of the year with his best friend, Ky O’Sullivan, lead vocalist for their pop rock band, Moving Insignia—especially after the fight he caused before they parted ways two weeks ago.

Afraid of not being taken seriously by Ky, Azariah was concerned about what confessing his feelings would do to their friendship, or the band. He tried to keep his emotions in check, but instead, he exploded in anger over some petty issue, and now he’s potentially lost Ky forever.

Ky is looking forward to the band’s annual writing retreat for a week of songwriting and recording at a secluded mountain resort. Spending Christmas with his family gave Ky time to reflect on how he’d handled Azariah’s epic meltdown. It wasn’t good, and Ky is determined to uncover the true nature of Azariah’s unusual behavior. They didn’t keep secrets from each other, or so he believed.

Expecting to see the rest of the band when they arrive by helicopter, Ky and Azariah are shocked to learn they are alone at a deserted lodge. When they discover they’ve been set up by their bandmates so they can “sort it out,” their choices are few. But it’s critical for them to resolve their problems if they have any hope of enjoying the new year together, let alone make that new album happen.

Buy PARADISE LODGE direct from Ninestar Press here.

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Riina currently resides in Germany. She spent countless exciting days in the UK and US and lost her heart in Tokyo.Riina YT photo

She would be thrilled if one day her stories could brighten someone’s day in the way those beautiful romances always lighten up her dull everyday life. Riina is looking forward to sharing many more stories with the world.

When she doesn’t daydream about boys in love, and isn’t glued to her Kindle, Riina loves to travel the world and explore the unknown.

Visit Riina’s website here.

 

 

W5 with Valentine Wheeler

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Welcome to the first in what I hope is a regular feature in which Ninestar Press authors answer five questions about their work.
We start with VALENTINE WHEELER!

Checked Baggage by Valentine Wheeler

Who is the star of your book?
CHECKED BAGGAGE stars Faris, a guy on his way back from some family stuff who just wants to get home and lock himself in his apartment away from everyone! Luckily for him, his plans are foiled.

What is your story about?
It’s about family, and connection, and what it means to be from somewhere. It’s also about what happens when the hotel room has only one bed!

When is it set?
It’s contemporary, the week before Thanksgiving!

Where is it set?
Most of the story happens in the Beirut airport and a nearby hotel, with a special appearance by Boston.

Why this story?
My family is from the same area that my characters’ are, and it’s a place I’ve always felt a bit of a frayed connection to. Themes of family and what places mean have always been important to me, and I wanted to explore that!

BLURB:

When Faris has to take a trip back to his family’s home in Lebanon to handle his grandmother’s estate, he finds himself caught between the world he left and the world he’s built himself in the United States. After an exhausting stay with his boisterous extended family, all he wants is a quiet trip home and a chance to rest before Thanksgiving with his parents in Massachusetts. But the weather has different plans for him.

Charlie’s father left when he was a toddler, and he’s never gotten a chance to connect with his paternal roots. A trip to the village his grandparents left in the 1930s gave him the facts but left him yearning for a past he still didn’t understand.

When both men are stuck in Beirut for the night unexpectedly, can they make the connection they’re both missing and make it home in time for Thanksgiving?

Buy it on Amazon or buy it on Ninestarpress.com

Thanks for joining in, Valentine!

Midnight Angel by Kevin Klehr

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recommending books from fellow Ninestar authors.

To start with, check out this Ninestar Press Holiday Story from Kevin Klehr!

Midnight Angel by Kevin Klehr

Kevin lives with his long-term partner, Warren, in their humble apartment (affectionately named Sabrina), in Australia’s own ‘Emerald City,’ Sydney.

From an early age, Kevin had a passion for writing, jotting down stories and plays until it came time to confront puberty. After dealing with pimple creams and facial hair, Kevin didn’t pick up a pen again until he was in his thirties. His handwritten manuscript was being committed to paper when his work commitments changed, giving him no time to write. Concerned, his partner, Warren, secretly passed the notebook to a friend who in turn came back and demanded Kevin finish his story. It wasn’t long before Kevin’s active imagination was let loose again.Kevin Klehr pic

His first novel spawned a secondary character named Guy, an insecure gay angel, but many readers argue that he is the star of the Actors and Angels book series. Guy’s popularity surprised the author.

So with his fictional guardian angel guiding him, Kevin hopes to bring more whimsical tales of love, life and friendship to his readers.

You can preorder the book right now over at Ninestarpress.com and visit his website here.

Forloren – A Tale of the Moth and Moon

Plague Doctor of Forloren by Glenn Quigley - web

FORLOREN

A TALE OF THE MOTH AND MOON

On a cold October evening in 1780, the sky moved slowly above a glum sea. Down by the harbour in the tiny fishing village of Blashy Cove, the sprawling, ancient inn named the Moth and Moon played host to only a handful of patrons. Behind the bar stood the innkeeper, George Reed. He was busying himself with tidying up some tankards and rearranging bottles.

“Tell me a story,” said little May Bell.

George smiled and wiped down the countertop with an old rag. May was eleven years old and apprentice to the village’s baker. Wise beyond her years, she loved nothing more than to sit in the tavern and watch the world go by.

“Isn’t it time you were getting home?” he asked. “It’s getting dark and there’s no moon tonight.”

“Not yet, it’s still early. Well, sort of. Oh, go on, Mr. Reed, I’m so bored. There’s hardly anyone in tonight.”

May gestured around herself at the mostly unoccupied seats. The only sounds were the occasional groans of disappointment from some men playing cards, the clacking of the elderly Mrs. Whitewater’s knitting needles, and the faint gasp of air which the fisherman Robin Shipp sucked in through his pale and pursed lips as he dozed in a large leather armchair by the fireplace.

“Your mother will shout at me if I do,” George said.

“I won’t tell!” she said, climbing first up a stool and then onto the bar before settling in her favourite spot against a thick wooden pillar. “Please!”

“Fine, fine. Let me think,” George said as he rubbed a hand across his grey-bearded chin.

“Once upon a time,” he said at last, “there lived a doctor. He was a good, upstanding man, always doing his best for his patients. If he was unable to help someone, it pained him greatly, as though he felt their suffering himself. As the years went by, he began to grow weary of life in the big city and so he decided to move to an island. He had a choice — move to Blackrabbit, where the people were cold. Move here to Merryapple where the people were warm. Or move to the island we now call Forloren, where the people were needful. They had no doctor of their own and suffered with various maladies and ailments, so he chose to live there and help them. The community was small, with only one little village and a farm. He found it pleasant and the islanders welcomed him with open arms. In time, he took a wife and together they had a daughter. She was the apple of his eye and she loved to watch him work. When she was grown, she travelled to London to train in the medical arts, just as her father had done. When she returned to Forloren many years later, her father was so proud he thought his heart would burst. The whole island rejoiced at her success and they prepared a great feast in celebration but she was tired from her journey and took to her bed. By the next morning, she was burning with a fever and her skin had started to darken. The morning after, she was dead.”

“How terrible!” said May.

“The doctor mourned her loss but he worried too, for he recognised the illness which had claimed her. It was the plague. Soon, his wife fell ill, as did several others in the village. The doctor, seeking to halt the spread of the disease, burned every boat and forbade anyone from leaving the island. Almost everyone took to wearing white masks with long snouts stuffed with herbs, meant to stop them from breathing the pox-ridden miasma of the infected. They didn’t work. After his wife died, the doctor became inconsolable. People began dying in droves. The bodies of the dead were buried in one large charnel pit dug in the side of the biggest hill on the island. The islanders were frantic. Even the animals started dying. There was no food left. They looked to the doctor for help. Finally, he instructed everyone who was still alive to gather at the farm and assemble in the huge old barn, for he had news of a cure. They did as they were told and waited for him to join them, but instead he closed the doors and slid the heavy bolt in place, trapping everyone inside. The people ranted and raged, banging and clawing at the wooden walls.”

May sat wide-eyed.

“What happened, Mr. Reed? How did they escape?”

“Escape?” George repeated. “They didn’t escape. The doctor walked around the barn, using his torch to ignite the dry wood. He stood guard at the door as it burned, listening to the pained screams of his victims, the flame glinting in the glass goggles of his mask. The smoke from the fire could be seen from as far north as Blackrabbit Island. It was night when the barn finally collapsed in on itself and the doctor knew then that his grim task was complete. He was the last living thing on the entire island. There was no cure, and everyone, himself included, was infected and would die horribly, just as his family had done. In the madness of his grief, he sought to spare the people that lingering pain. His final act was to climb the highest hill and set fire to his own clothes. There, the flames engulfed him, and he burned to death. Since that day, the island has been abandoned and no one in their right mind will set foot on it.”

“Wait,” said May, “If everyone died, and no one escaped, how do you know all this?”

George smiled.

“Very clever question, my dear,” he said. “Before he climbed the hill, the doctor wrote his confession on a scrap of paper, placed it into an amber rum bottle and cast it into the sea. It washed ashore here in Blashy Cove and was found by my very own grandfather. Now, even though the disease is gone and the doctor’s mortal form is long since turned to ash and carried away on the breeze, there are those who say he walks the island still.”

May’s eyes widened even more.

“One night, many years ago, I was standing much where I am now, tending to the bar, when suddenly the door burst open and in stormed a sailor, wide-eyed and muttering under his breath. He ran to the bar and demanded a drink. Tall, he was, and strong too.”

“As tall as Mr. Shipp?” asked May.

Upon hearing his name, Robin Shipp stirred from his slumber.

“Someone callin’ me?” he muttered, before wiping his mouth and dozing off again.

“The sailor wasn’t quite so tall,” George said with a little laugh. “No one is! But he wasn’t far off. He’d sailed to the edge of the world and back, faced squalls which would have drowned lesser men, fought horrible beasts from the depths of the darkest oceans and lived to tell the tale but he trembled then, he quivered, he shook like a new-born kitten. Not even my best whiskey could calm him. It took a while, but I finally got him to talk.”

George’s voice was a whisper now and May leaned in close to hear.

“He told me where he’d been,” he said. “He told me what he’d seen.”

“Where had he been?” she asked.

George affected a growl in his voice as he answered.

“On the Isle of Forloren,” he said.

May gasped and covered her mouth with her tiny hands.

“The sailor was passing the island when he spotted a light on the top of the hill. Being from the mainland, he was unaware of what had happened there many years before. He anchored his boat and waded ashore. It was a cold night, much like tonight. There wasn’t a whisper of wind, not a breeze. His breath turned to fog as he walked the empty laneways of the island. The light on the hill was gone but he carried a lantern and soon found himself in the village. He thought to ask for a bed for the night, meaning to steal away before dawn with whatever valuables he could pilfer, but he found every home abandoned. Nothing stirred on the isle of Forloren. Not a bird, not a rat, not a moth, not a bat.”

George made a little fluttering motion with his hands for effect and May flinched.

“The sailor decided to settle down for the night in one of the less-derelict homes. He lay on a pile of rags and soon began to nod off. He woke first to the sound of scratching, like nails clawing on wood, then by a frenzied knocking, as if made by knuckles on doors. He began to grow fearful, for no cause could he find for those noises. Soon, though, he nodded off again but it was a sleep short-lived. He awoke to find himself outside, on his back, being dragged through the countryside by a shadowy figure with a face like a bird’s skull! All about him, the trees and grass stirred as if shaken by a mighty wind, though he could feel not so much as a breeze on his skin! He tried to scream but it was as though there was no air to carry his voice. He was pulled on and on until he reached the hillside. Once there, the ground opened up before him, as if the earth were a hungry mouth, roaring for his flesh. Inside he saw corpse after corpse, twisted and burst. Finally, the terror overcame him and he managed a mighty scream. He scrambled free of his abductor and ran back through the village, back to the shore. There he witnessed a most terrible sight. His boat, his only hope of salvation, was aflame.”

May gasped again.

“Quickly, he waded the shallow waters to where it sat, managing to douse the fire before it could truly take hold. As he frantically rowed away he looked back to shore and there he saw him.”

“Saw who?” May asked, her voice barely a whisper.

The plague doctor of Forloren, still wearing his singed clothes and bone-white mask.”

May slapped the countertop excitedly.

“The doctor set fire to the sailor’s boat!” she squealed. “To stop him from leaving!”

“Precisely!” said George. “If his boat had burned, he’d have been trapped there.”

George leaned in close to May again, his voice low as he continued.

“On the night of a new moon, just like tonight, the doctor walks the fields and laneways of Forloren, peering into windows, checking under blankets, making sure the island is clear of people. And if he got his hands on the sailor again, he’d slowly wrap his chalk-white hands around the man’s neck and—”

“MR. REED!”

George almost jumped clear out of his skin. He put one hand to his chest and breathed heavily.

“Mrs. Bell!” he said. “You nearly stopped my heart!”

May’s mother had slammed the doors open and was pacing across the tavern, her face like thunder.

“What have I told you about telling my daughter ghost stories?” she said.

May grinned from ear to ear and thrust her hands in the air.

“I love them so much!” she said, excitedly.

“They give you nightmares!” said Mrs. Bell.

“Nightmares are just… dreams with flavour!” May said.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Bell,” George said. “It won’t happen again.”

He reached into one of the many recesses in the tavern’s walls and lifted an object, setting it on the counter beside May. She lifted it up. It was a weathered rum bottle, amber in colour, stoppered with a cork, and containing a scrap of very old paper.

“And don’t worry, May, it’s just a story,” said George with a wink. “Just a story.”

THE END

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I hope you enjoyed this spooky little story! And here’s some exciting news — you can return to the Moth and Moon in my new novel, THE LION LIES WAITING, coming this winter from Ninestar Press! Look for updates and a cover reveal soon on my Facebook page and Twitter!

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  • ISBN-10: 1948608146
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