Thursday, March 3, 2022

Book Spotlight: The Spear Alight by Judith Sterling


The final book in the Guardians of Erin series is here, and I'm delighted to have two excerpts to share.

Paranormal fantasy that brings legend to life.

The Spear Alight (Guardians of Erin, Book Four)
By Judith Sterling
Genre: Young Adult

Blurb

Ashling Donoghue has almost lost hope of finding her missing parents. As her faith wanes, her love for two men waxes, rending her heart and causing friction in the Breasal household. The time has come to make a choice, to create a future untarnished by doubt. But how can she embrace the light when lured by the soft seduction of shadow?

At last, her brother Conall channels the Spear of Illumination. He's a natural shapeshifter, and he sees through illusions in both the material world and the Otherworld…not a moment too soon. An ancient evil has surfaced, and it threatens all worlds.

Only the Donoghues can save Ireland. They must face their greatest fears and act as one to fulfill their destinies as guardians of Erin.


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Peek Between the Pages

All aspiration toward sleep left me. I needed company. Now.

Lorcan.

Bad idea. Far worse than waking up my sister. But he wouldn’t judge. In fact, he’d probably be glad to see me. Me, Ashling Donoghue, pariah and maven of mistakes. I’d made a million of them. What was one more?

I imagined the interior of Lorcan’s tent at Dun Aengus on Inishmore. Then I flexed my will and was there, surrounded by rich colors, sumptuous fabrics, and perforated hanging lanterns. The intricately patterned Persian carpet felt soft and soothing to my bare feet.

Was he in bed? There was one safe way to find out. “Lorcan? Are you here?”

“Ashling?” His silken voice, warm and rousing, flowed from the bedroom and washed over me.

“Yes. It’s me.”

A heartbeat later, he appeared between the drawn, red curtains that separated his bed from the main section of the tent. He wore a black velvet dressing gown and an expression of mingled surprise and pleasure. With relaxed strides, he closed the gap between us. “You’re the last person I expected to see tonight.” His heated gaze roamed over me.

Too late, I realized I was wearing a thin, white night shirt that refused to cover anything below my upper thighs. I grabbed the hem on both sides and pulled downward…in vain. “I never planned to come.”

“Why did you?” His shoulder-length black hair looked as luxurious as his robe. I stifled the urge to touch both.

“I needed a friend.”

“Haven’t we traveled beyond the bounds of friendship?”

My stomach trembled at the memory of our passionate kiss. Stop it! I huffed. “That never should’ve happened.”

“But it did, because it had to.” His ice blue eyes held my gaze. “You belong to me. We belong to each other.”

“Aengus would disagree.”

“If he were here, but he isn’t.” He reached for my left hand and turned it over. Gently, he caressed my palm with the pad of his thumb.

“You have an answer for everything, don’t you?” My palm tingled.

“You are the answer. Nothing and no one else.”



Sometimes, one excerpt just isn't enough, and Judith was kind enough to share a second. Enjoy!

Bonus Excerpt

Freeing my hand, Kian grinned. “Welcome to the fourteenth century.”

I lifted my gaze to the top half of the stone keep. A shuttered window caught my attention. Aengus is there.

Hugh had given us a good idea of where to go, but how I determined his son’s precise location, I can’t say. Maybe I knew because I needed to know. Or maybe our souls were bonded in a way that defied all logic.

I pointed to the window. “Up there, right in the middle. Let’s jump up and go through the wall.”

We leapt into the air and paused at the third-floor level. Like ghosts, we floated through stone and entered the medieval bedroom. Then we lowered ourselves until our feet touched the plank floor. Tapestries, oak furniture, and a crackling fire on the hearth made the chamber feel homey and inviting.

“Awesome,” Kian breathed.

Aengus’s sleeping form drew my gaze. He lay on his back, with his bare and beautifully sculpted arms and chest visible above the fur coverlet. His golden hair was longer, touching his shoulders. I couldn’t look away.

Fortunately, my brother could. “I think the manuscript is over there.” He went to investigate.

I crept toward the bed. Aengus. I’m so sorry. I love you.Compelled beyond rhyme or reason, I leaned over and pressed my lips to his.

I’d intended a quick kiss, but my mouth lingered, savoring an experience it might never have again. His lips were softened by sleep; his breath was warm with a trace of spices. Mulled wine? Maybe.

“Ash, I got it. We have to go.” Kian waited close by.

Regretfully, I ended the kiss and straightened. I’ll always love you.

Aengus stirred beneath the covers. “Caer,” he murmured. His eyes opened.

Crap! Any second, he might shift into the Otherworld and see me. I seized my brother’s hand as Aengus sat up in bed. “Hurry, Kian!”

The next instant, the room was quiet. The Otherworld twilight remained, as did the medieval furnishings, but the fire and the man were absent.

A sense of loss swept through me. “Funny how empty a room can seem.”

“I’m sorry, Ash.” Kian squeezed my hand, then released it. “It’ll be okay.”

I turned to him. “Will it?”

Don't miss books one - three! 


Now is the perfect time to get the first 3 books, The Cauldron Stirred, The Stone Awakened, and The Sword Unsheathed are on sale for .99 cents until the end of March.





About the author:
Judith Sterling is an award-winning author whose love of history and passion for the paranormal infuse everything she writes. Whether penning medieval romance (The Novels of Ravenwood) or young adult paranormal fantasy (the Guardians of Erin series), her favorite themes include true love, destiny, time travel, healing, redemption, and finding the hidden magic which exists all around us. She loves to share that magic with readers and whisk them far away from their troubles, particularly to locations in the British Isles.

Her nonfiction books, written under Judith Marshall, have been translated into multiple languages. She has an MA in linguistics and a BA in history, with a minor in British Studies. Born in that sauna called Florida, she craved cooler climes, and once the travel bug bit, she lived in England, Scotland, Sweden, Wisconsin, Virginia, and on the island of Nantucket. She currently lives in Salem, Massachusetts with her husband and their identical twin sons.


Connect with Judith
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3 comments:

  1. Thanks so much for helping me spread the word about my new release, Cherie!

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  2. The stories sound magical! Best of luck to you!

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    1. Thanks, Ilona! I'll definitely miss the magic and the characters now that the series is over.

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