Give a warm welcome to L..A. McGinnis, and her new release The Priestess. Pull up a chair, grab a drink of your choice from the cooler, a Chocolate Chip or Peanut Butter cookie from the plate, and let’s find out a little about L.A. and The Priestess.
Hey everyone- I’m L.A. McGinnis and I write adult urban fantasy, paranormal romance and dystopian romance. I currently live in Ohio, on the edge of a national park, where I spend my days writing and making stuff out of glass! Right now I’m working on a few different projects, including edits on my vampire series, but what I’m here today to talk about is my brand new series called The Banished Gods.
So I had this super crazy idea three years ago- I dreamed of writing a seven book series over two years, hoping to release them all within a year. I did it- I got all the books written, and this is the year they come out! So far it has been really fun, and the response has been phenomenal!
Yesterday was release day for book three in the series- The Priestess- which picks up the story just after the God of Chaos has blown a hole into our world and is poised to destroy it. It’s the story of Mir, the God of Wisdom, and Sydney Allen, a witch who’s spent her life denying her magical heritage. When they discover she might be the immortal gods’ only chance in defeating the Orobus, she and Mir race against time to unleash her magical power before the dark god finds her first.
Tell us a little about The Priestess
Just because you don’t believe in magic,
Doesn’t mean it can’t believe in you.
Sydney Barrows makes a living out of digging up the dead. Well, not a living, exactly, but a very small stipend. When the world crashes down around her, she didn’t expect to be caught right in the middle of it. Now she’s moved from digging up the dead to worrying about becoming one of them.
Locked away in a stone fortress on the edge of Chicago, a band of immortal gods hold the key to defeating an evil intent on total destruction. When Sydney and Mir’s paths collide, the sexy God of Wisdom awakens her powers in ways she didn’t dream possible. Together, they race against time to uncover the truth about Sydney’s past before it destroys her and everything she loves.
A sneak peek between the pages of The Priestess.
Twelve years.
It had been twelve years since Sydney had touched her magic. Summoned any sort of power for any sort of purpose.
Her blood, bright red and shining on the stones, created a defined, focused perimeter for her spell. A short-term containment field for whatever was about to happen, when the rest of the planets aligned, and the remainder of the dolmens in the circle opened. A spell to trap Hel and the Orobus within the circle.
Providing, of course, her magic was strong enough.
Twelve years, though, was a long time to amass power. She kept reminding herself of that. Around them, Sydney felt the stones vibration as if her teeth were shaking in her skull.
Blood. A bit of her physical self.
The spell. A touch of her energy.
And with it, she’d have to give a bit of herself, to seal the circle closed.
She remembered enough of her father’s training, his endless lessons, his constant, continued instruction. His ever-loving efforts to focus her raw, unbridled power into something sublimely useful. Harnessing her.
For such a night as tonight.
Watching Mir open up his arms, as if he was welcoming the Orobus to take him over, so willing to give himself up, to sacrifice himself, for her, for all of them, Sydney nearly stumbled to her knees at the realization.
This was what everything had been about.
Not McRoy. Not her thesis. Not her degree, or her skillset, or her intelligence. Not even that damned prophecy that haunted every one of her footsteps. It was this. The terrible power she’d been born with. The legacy she’d always sought to disavow. The magic she’d never, ever fully accepted.
Magic coursed through her veins, fed by the rampant power in the stones, the solstice, perhaps even a little of the Orobus’s own energy, all of it tangling together as she drew and drew and drew from an ever-deep well that, at the moment, seemed bottomless. She hadn’t been lying, in what she’d screamed at Hel, though it had been mostly anger. It was time she fully embraced who she was.
A quick shift of her eyes and she caught Mir’s, saw the quick, flash of surprise in those blue depths. Oh Mir, I am so sorry, I didn’t think it would come to this. But if this is the only way…
Sydney straightened her shoulders. She had a plan, and it was going to work.
It had better, because it wasn’t likely she’d get a second chance.
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About the author:
From the very first time she picked up a book, Laura was hooked. But then came boys and fast cars, and somewhere in between, her dream of writing the really, really big story got lost. Until the day she walked into a classroom at KSU and her love of Old English and Norse Mythology began anew.
An In’D’Tale fantasy finalist, Laura lives in Northeastern Ohio, at the edge of a national park with her husband and one very spoiled german shepherd, writing paranormal, fantasy and dystopian romance.
Laura is a graduate of Kent State University, and belongs to the RWA, FF&PRWA and NEORWA and has attended the annual Sanibel Island Writers Conference, as well as the NEORWA Writers Conference, and participates in their yearly writing retreat.
It was wonderful having you with us today. Please feel free to stop by anytime. Good Luck with The Priestess!
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