but I instantly fell in the love with the quirky characters
it was definitely an adventure I enjoyed a lot
Description:
Guarded Wish (#1)
HER MOST GUARDED AND DARKEST WISH COME TRUE—
18-year-old Sandy Koufax makes an impossible birthday wish that her perfect fantasy guy Peter would somehow come to life. She then re receives a cupcake with a notecard that reads:
Happy Birthday, Sandy.
Make a wish.
I promise it will come true.
And you know I always keep my promises
—Love always, Peter.
Then Sandy begins spotting him around her new home in San Francisco. Just when Sandy finally meets this gorgeous doppelganger Mick Barron and her life starts to make sense again, the real Peter warns her in yet another nighttime dream there was indeed someone who was able to punch through the dimensional veil between their worlds—an assassin contracted to hunt down and kill her. This assassin is a mimic able to take on the image of any person—her coworkers, friends and even her new boyfriend Mick. Now Sandy doesn’t know who she can believe or trust, why this otherworldly hunter wants to kill her, or who can and will help her escape him. Now Sandy doesn’t know who she can believe or trust. Or why this otherworldly assassin wants to kill her. Or who can and will help her escape him.
When the hunter at last finds and tries to kill her, Mick Barron miraculously appears from nowhere and rescues her. After a terrifying chase, they finally lose he, and Mick explains who this assassin is—a lethal hunter contracted by her father and evil dictator from their world of Noma. Where he is from, confessing that he is her Peter (Mikkel Petros), and that somehow she was able to break through and bring him here to her world.
This is when Sandy finally learns that she is the only hope for their world’s ultimate survival and end of her father’s genocidal schemes.
EXCERPT
Could I ever believe in the impossible again? Maybe it was just time for me to finally grow up and put away childish things, which included Peter.
At my continued silence, he exhaled heavily. “Fair enough, I suppose. Then I need to take you someplace in case I can never break through again and our connection is severed forever. Will you let me take you there?”
Of course, I answer. I would go to the ends of the world and back with him, as we did many times in my dreams throughout the years. Those were the most exciting adventures we shared.
He slides his arms around my waist and holds me tightly against his hard body. We fit together perfectly, two puzzle pieces locking into place. The feel of him folding against me at every angle is hot and delicious. I could stay there in his arms all night.
He whispers in my ear, “Then close your eyes, beautiful girl. And whatever you do—don’t look, and don’t let go!”
To make sure I don’t peek, he bends down and gives me such a deep, mind-blowing kiss that opening my eyes is impossible. An icy rush of wind swirls around us, while every inch of my body sparks with aching need. I would gladly continue kissing him several more minutes, hours, but as usual he breaks apart first with a husky chuckle.
“Okay, Andeleal,” he says, tracing my jaw with the tips of his fingers. “Open them.”
I clear my throat and blink hard, trying to regain my wobbly bearings. When I’m steady and everything comes more into focus, I see that we aren’t outside my bedroom at midnight, but on the glittering golden sand of a coastline at dawn.
I survey our weird surroundings. It’s like nothing anyone could have imagined—trees of the oddest shapes and foliage, bizarre wildflowers in colorful patches everywhere, distant mountains capped with pale blue-white snow. But it’s the rock formations on the nearby grassy hill that grabs and holds my attention.
No, not rocks, I finally make out—ruins. Cracked crystal and white pearlesque beams that refract the morning light in streams of brilliant rainbows. Enormous broken walls with aged carvings slowly being claimed by moss and vines. It went up the hill for at least a quarter mile. Whatever it once was must have been enormous and fiercely grand.
“Where are we?” I ask with amazement.
“Your real home, Andeleal,” Peter says, grasping both of my hands in his. “And someday, somehow you will save it.”
“Me? No, I can’t do anything,” I say.
Guarded Heart (#2)
It's been a year since Andee Peter's father unsuccessfully sent an assassin through the dimensional veil to hunt down and kill her on earth, and she's been living incognito with her Guardian Prime boyfriend Mick Barron in Roundup, Montana ever since. Now her Iroment king father, Lydon tel-Mortem, kidnapped her foster sister with the threat to kill the little girl unless Andee crosses the divide and faces him on their home planet of Noma where his own power is strongest.
But in the process of sending her military guardian to rescue Marie, Andee falls down the dimensional rabbit hole and finds herself in Noma instead--alone.
Not in the modern metropolis of Umbrey she aimed for either, but in the wilds of neutral territory.
There she's captured by a band of rebels led by a young, attractive mountain man who determines to find out who this young foreign woman really is. And Leotner c-Tallega doesn't plan to release Andee until she divulges her true identity--tempting her ways that makes her want to confess to all kinds of things she didn't do.
Guarded Crown (#3) is releasing October 2018!!
EXCERPT
My wrists were cuffed behind me, my ankle restraint diffusing any supernatural abilities I possessed as I was marched up a winding dark crystal staircase, through massive rooms and down long hallways before reaching enormous, intricately carved double doors.
They opened to another futuristic-ancient mashup style of what looked to be a throne room complete with a jewel encrusted seat on the raised silver dais. But it was the imposing man who sat on it that made my stomach sink.
He was exactly as I remembered him from my nightmares with his red gleaming hair that reached to his shoulders, deadly cobalt blue eyes, and the thin hooked scar on his deceptively handsome face, looking no older than his early thirties. His armor-like clothes were black and sleek, and a single dark band sat around his head.
I didn’t realize I had halted until one of the soldiers shoved me hard from behind with the butt of his weapon. I whipped my head around to sneer at him. Not intimidated, he motioned for me to walk forward, stopping me just before I reached the wide platform steps.
I glared up at the High Ruler of Iroment standing above me. I had no doubt who he was, what he was to me. We looked too much alike to deny it.
“Daughter,” Lydon tel-Mortem greeted, a cruel smile curving his lips.
“Evil father,” I returned.
“I’ve been expecting you,” he said. “My thanks. You are right on time.”
On time?
His grin widened, reading my confusion. That’s when all the puzzle pieces snapped into place, stopping my breath.
There had been no accidents, no mishaps or coincidences. This man was a brilliant strategist even by Nomian super-genius standards. He had planned everything to happen exactly as it did, accurately predicting every move of every pawn and rook and knight and queen he ingeniously placed on the chessboard, including myself.
We were all fooled.
I, most of all. Because I should have expected this of him. My mother had warned me. He was the lethal hunter of my worst nightmares after all.
And I was his prized prey—finally caught.
Through me he would gain the crown of Umbrey and topple the balance of powers. Now he could become the ultimate ruler of Noma, and his first dictate would be to kill off a third of this world’s population. Those remaining he planned to control with an iron rod and a cold heart, and there was nothing I could do about it.
Unless I could somehow figure out a way to escape him.
Then I would work to make everything right again.
I owed it to my people, my worlds, both old and new.
But in order to do this, I needed to take a hard look at where I went wrong, my first step forward that led me further and further into his final trap. And I realized it was the afternoon of my birthday, the day I finally stopped looking over my shoulder and ignorantly let my guard down.
About the author:
Addison Carmichael is a self-proclaimed literature junkie, having read most of the classics from Jane Austin and Charles Dickens to Melville and Shakespeare by the sixth grade—all for fun!
She loves hiding many literature Easter eggs for her readers in the stories she writes (look for many from Lewis Carroll and J.M. Barrie in the Guardedseries).
Attending Irvine Valley College and Mt. San Antonio College for degrees in Literature, English, and History, she has published 12 short stories in national periodicals. Guarded Wish is her debut novel in the Guarded trilogy series.
A native of Southern California, she has lived all over the west coast, now making her home with her family in Snohomish, Washington.
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7 comments:
I liked the excerpt.
I love this book and will be reading it.
I just love your cover.
That cupcake on the cover looks absolutely delicious! :)
Cover looks good. No question for the author.
Question:
It is said "be careful what you wish for". AD, what is the most important thing you wish for?
Well thought out design for the book cover.
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