Shooting Stars:
Surah Stormsong is one of the most powerful Sorceresses in the world. She is a princess who is next in line for the throne. As someone who has lost almost everything to this world, she only wants to pull away from it and live a normal life, but when Highborn ladies start being murdered and the Black Stone-a weapon that is capable of great destruction-goes missing, she is called upon to solve the issues and return her people to a state of safety.
But danger lurks inside the castle walls as well, and when she runs into Charlie Redmine, a common Sorcerer Surah met once as a child, things grow complicated very quickly. He is the main suspect of the murders, but Surah is powerless against the connection she feels to him. Time is ticking, and if she doesn't figure out what's going on things will go from bad to worse, and an entire kingdom will suffer for it.
From the author of the bestselling series, The Alexa Montgomery Saga, comes a tale of star-crossed lovers and magic, of hope and love and loss. The greatest question is, can love overcome all?
Falling Stars
Surah Stormsong's life has fallen down around her in the past week. Her father is in a coma induced by demon poison, two Highborn Sorceresses have been murdered, and a crazed Sorcerer by the name of Black Heart has made it his mission to take the kingdom for his own. As princess, and next in line to the throne, Surah is his primary target. But he's not the only one she has to look out for.
Now, Surah is on the run, having just helped Charlie Redmine escape from the castle dungeons. This makes her a traitor in the eyes of many, as Charlie is not only a common man suspected of murder and treason, but also Black Heart's younger brother.
The stars are crossed against the two lovers, the universe trying to keep them apart. In the end, will the stars align for Surah and Charlie, or will they fall from the heavens, dead and lifeless, like the tears of angels?
Guest Post from H.D. Gordon:
First, I’d like to say a huge thank you to Alana for
allowing me to post here today. She has been a huge supporter of me and my work
since nearly the beginning, and it has meant the world. So, thank you, Alana
Lee Rock. You…uh…rock. J
I struggled a little with what to post about here today,
went into it thinking I would just do a post about my upcoming book, Falling Stars. As I sit here writing,
though, I find myself compelled to speak to the writers who may be reading
this, and not the readers. Wait! Don’t leave just yet, Reader. I think what I
have to say may be motivational to anyone who has decided fully what they want
out of life, so come now, let me do what I do and share my words, my view of
the world translated through those words.
Two years ago, I was a single mother of two, a miserable
full-time waitress, a mediocre student at a local college, and a victim of
life. Today, I am still a single mother of two, but I am full-time writer, a
true wordsmith (excuse the ego, but such is necessary for anyone who truly
intends to succeed at what they do) and an all-around happy and fulfilled
person. Great for you dickwad, you might be thinking right now, but also allow
yourself to think that this can be great for you too. Allow yourself to want all that you want. Dig?
I have always believed the greatest thing any writer needs
is encouragement. I still believe this is true, and not just for writers, but
for everyone. I now believe that there is also something else writers (and
everyone else) needs, and that is utter faith in oneself.
Let me tell you a story. This story does not come from my
mind, but is a passage from a book I’ve started reading. I have simply relayed
it here in my own way. I think it is one we should all hear. I’ll keep it
short.
A white man is standing in his barn one day, speaking with
another white man, who is a friend of his. The time in which these men are
living is that of the slave days in the United States, when the meager
progression of the American mindset had just allowed African Americans to
become sharecroppers.
As the white man is standing in his barn, a little black
girl who is the daughter of one of the sharecroppers comes in. The white man
looks at her and says, “What do you want?”
The little girl answers. “My mama needs fifty cents.”
The white man has fifty cents to spare several times over,
but his answer to the little girl is, “I will give no such thing. Now be gone
with you.”
The girl responds, “Yas sah,” and the man turns back to the
conversation he was having with his friend. He doesn’t notice that the little
girl has not left her spot in the doorway of the barn.
When he does notice she is still there, he says, “Didn’t I
tell you to get out of here? Now get out before I take a switch to you!”
The girls responds, “Yas sah.” But still she does not leave.
The man gets angry, plucks a board from the corner of the
barn, and stalks over to the girl, his face all business. “I will teach you not
to disobey me!” he yells. He is nearly on top of her now. He raises the board
over his head to strike her. “Now I will beat you—”
“MY MAMA NEEDS THAT FIFTY CENTS!” the girl screams in her
shrill little voice, just as the man is about to reach her. The man pauses in
his tracks. His jaw falls slightly slack. He studies the little black girl’s
face for a moment. Then he reaches into his pocket and removes a half dollar.
He hands it to the girl.
The girl takes the money, backs out of the barn slowly, and
hightails it home.
The two white men stand there staring after her, not
understanding at all what power the little girl had just exhibited that so
fully cowed the white man, at a time in history where this was something
unheard of.
The power was simple. The little girl went to that barn
knowing she was going to leave with the fifty cents for his mother, or she
wasn’t going to leave at all. This is the type of
conviction that as a writer, as a person, is necessary to get what we want in
life. The faith that you will accomplish what you set out to accomplish. The
unwavering faith in oneself.
You will face failure, but how you respond to that failure
is what matters. The Universe loves to trip people right before the reach
success, just to see if they are worthy of that success. So, what I’m saying
is, write truly, and forever. Don’t let the opinions of others deter you from
your goals. Don’t let them or any temporary shortcomings make you quit what you
know you are meant to do. (I’d still be a waitress if I’d listened to most
around me.) Don’t let yourself think small, because we have to think, so we may
as well think big.
Write on, brothers and sisters. Write on.
Just because this part of the post is inescapable (we want
to sell books, yes we do!) I’ll leave you by saying that Falling Stars will be released on Sept. 15th, and I
humbly implore you to mark your calendars, because on release day it will be
available for only $.99, then the price will go up. So, get caught up and pick
up the first book, Shooting Stars today.
I promise you won’t hate it. J
Thanks again, Alana. Ya know I love ya, girl!
I
am SO excited about this next book. *Sigh* I really hope it all works
out, I've gotten so attached to so many of the characters.
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