Andrew Gordon is a friend of mine who lives fairly close, yet not close enough to see on a regular basis. But, we do get together with the DC Metro Romance writers and readers group for lunch every so often. I have had the pleasure of meeting his beautiful daughter and wonderful husband :)
Andrew has a NEW RELEASE out called The Eye And the Arm
Isn't that an awesome cover!!
The Eye And the Arm; by Andrew Q.
Gordon
Champion of the Gods:
Book Two
DSP Publications
Length: 99,775 words/296 Pages
Release Date: April 14, 2015
BLURB:
After defeating Meglar
at Belsport, Farrell returns to Haven to recover from his injuries, but Khron,
the god of war, has other ideas. He gives Farrell a new mission: free the
survivors of the ancient dwarf realm of Trellham from their three-thousand-year
banishment. To fulfill Khron's near impossible task, Farrell will need the help
of his distance ancestor, the legendary wizard Kel. But Kel has been dead for a
thousand years.
Farrell finds
information hinting that Kel is alive, so he moves his search to Dumbarten,
Kel's birthplace. To reach Dumbarten unannounced, Farrell and Miceral disguise
themselves as mercenaries on board a merchant vessel. Their journey is
disrupted when pirates attack their ship. While attempting to subdue the
attack, Farrell is struck down by one of Meglar’s minions.
Unconscious and trapped
in his own mind, Farrell's only chance for survival rests with Miceral and the
peregrine king Rothdin entering his thoughts and helping him sort fact from
illusion. To reach Farrell, they will need to rely on an untested spell from
one of Kel's spellbooks. If they succeed, Miceral can guide Farrell home
safely. If not, Farrell will destroy not only himself, but Miceral, Rothdin,
and everyone around him.
VIDEO
TRAILER:
EXCERPT:
“Relax,
my friend.” Klissmor’s presence calmed Miceral’s growing
anxiety. “You won’t feel my presence.”
Miceral took a deep breath. “Will I be able to hear?”
“Every
word. Ready?”
“No,
but let’s do it.” He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
“I need
your eyes open for everyone to see.”
He snapped his lids open, blinking several times
before could focus again. “Sorry.”
“Master
Teberus.” Miceral knew the words came from him, but as
promised, he didn’t feel anything. “I
have Masters Erstad and Wesfazial as well as Wizard-Priestess Glendora. Ask
your questions to Miceral and we four will also hear you.”
“Astounding.” The
elder Arlefor glanced at the high priestess. “All four at once?”
“Wizard.” Miceral
had heard that tone enough to know Klissmor’s mood. “Maintaining this link, this far away with this many minds, is a
strain. If we are to save Farrell, you must focus on him.”
“Of
course. My apologies.” Teberus bowed deeply. “My examination of the one who did this to Farrell confirmed that he is
no wizard.”
“Then
how in the eight gates of Neblor did that man defeat Farrell?” Even
though Teberus couldn’t know, Miceral recognized the voice as Wesfazial’s.
“The
obvious answer is the correct one. A wizard gave this man the weapon.”
“But
Farrell could defeat all four of us and all the other wizards you brought with
you and not be tested.” Erstad’s steady temperament sounded tested. “No weapon used by a nonwizard should be
capable of this.”
Teberus raised the crest of his hairless
eyebrow. “But since that is what
happened, we must use it as the basis of our search for a cure.”
No one answered. As the silence dragged on,
Miceral’s anxiety slowly returned. If Haven’s senior wizards didn’t know what
to do, who could?
“Tell
us what happened.” Erstad’s request almost didn’t register with
Miceral.
“No,”
Klissmor said. “Show them. Let them see
the memory.”
Miceral closed his eyes and focused on reliving
the attack. The clarity of the image caused his chest to tighten, making it
hard to breathe. He knew the result, but watching it again, almost in slow
motion, added to his agony.
When the image played over again, he realized
Klissmor must have been guiding his thoughts.
“My
apologies, old friend—the need is great.”
Klissmor’s voice didn’t interrupt the stream of images.
“Do
whatever you need. Just find a way to save Farrell.”
“Your
friends are doing all they can. Have faith that Lenore will send us what we
need.”
When the memory started for the third time, he
didn’t find any comfort in Klissmor’s assertion. The Six
wouldn’t—couldn’t—help. He needed something that didn’t exist—a great wizard
like Heminaltose or Kel.
“In
theory, I recognize the magic.” Erstad sounded confused. “But I’ll need to find a reference to be
sure.”
“What
about Farrell?” He knew he shouted, or at least what Farrell
told him passed for shouting, but he couldn’t prevent it. “He could be dead before you find that.”
“It
can’t be helped, Miceral. I need to be sure before I suggest a counterspell. If
I’m wrong, whatever I try might kill him.”
“He is
in no immediate danger.” Teberus put his hand on
Farrell’s forehead. “But my fear is the
number of spells that draw on him for power. I can only give him but so much.
If he doesn’t wake, his body will burn out.”
“Do
what you can, Master Teberus. We’ll begin searching immediately and contact you
when we find the answer.” When Erstad stopped speaking,
Klissmor’s presence left with him.
“Hurry.
Please.” Miceral knew no one heard him.
About The Author
Andrew Q. Gordon wrote his first story back when
yellow legal pads, ball point pens were common and a Smith Corona correctable
typewriter was considered high tech. Adapting with technology, he now takes his
MacBook somewhere quiet when he wants to write.
He
currently lives in the Washington, D.C. area with his partner of eighteen
years, their young daughter and dog. In
addition to dodging some very self-important D.C. ‘insiders’, Andrew uses his
commute to catch up on his reading. When not working or writing, he enjoys soccer,
high fantasy, baseball and seeing how much coffee he can drink in a day and not
get the shakes.
SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS:
Facebook
Page: www.facebook.com/andrewqugordon,
Facebook
Profile: https://www.facebook.com/dominic.andrews.7568
On
Twitter: @andrewqgordon,
Google+:
https://plus.google.com/u/0/+AndrewQGordon/posts
Email:
andrewqgordon@gmail.com
GIVEAWAY
FIVE
Winners will win one e-copy of ANY book* each from DSP Publication’s backlist.
*Giveaway is of any
currently released DSPP book, which excludes the books that are on pre-order
and “The Eye And The Arm”.
RAFFLECOPTER
<a class="rcptr"
href="http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/0f7bf72019/"
rel="nofollow" data-raflid="0f7bf72019"
data-theme="classic" data-template=""
id="rcwidget_j3da3few">a Rafflecopter giveaway</a>
<script
src="//widget-prime.rafflecopter.com/launch.js"></script>
