Blog Publicity Tour – Cephrael’s Hand – Excerpt
Miscellaneous / December 31, 2012

Once again I’m taking part in a Blog Publicity Tour – this time for Cephrael’s Hand by Melissa McPhail. I have read this book and thoroughly enjoyed it. A review will be coming later on in the week. Here’s a short extract. Please enjoy this excerpt from Cephrael’s Hand, a spellbinding epic fantasy by Melissa McPhail. Then read on to learn how you can win huge prizes as part of this blog tour, including a Kindle Fire, $450 in Amazon gift cards, and 5 autographed copies of the book.   Ean hugged the shadows as he tried to find his way back to le Comte’s estates. He feared they’d hurt his head worse than he thought, for the twisting alleys of the city disoriented him now. He was sure he’d passed the last street corner already once, and he had the uneasy feeling that he was walking in circles. Trying to break the cycle, he turned into a long and shadowed alley, spotting a streetlamp at the other end. Abruptly a form reared out of the shadows. Ean reached for his sword— “…Ean?” The prince halted with his hand around the hilt. “Fynn?” “Balls of Belloth!” Fynnlar crossed the distance…

Blog Publicity Tour – Cephrael’s Hand – Excerpt
Miscellaneous / December 31, 2012

Once again I’m taking part in a Blog Publicity Tour – this time for Cephrael’s Hand by Melissa McPhail. I have read this book and thoroughly enjoyed it. A review will be coming later on in the week. Here’s a short extract. Please enjoy this excerpt from Cephrael’s Hand, a spellbinding epic fantasy by Melissa McPhail. Then read on to learn how you can win huge prizes as part of this blog tour, including a Kindle Fire, $450 in Amazon gift cards, and 5 autographed copies of the book.   Ean hugged the shadows as he tried to find his way back to le Comte’s estates. He feared they’d hurt his head worse than he thought, for the twisting alleys of the city disoriented him now. He was sure he’d passed the last street corner already once, and he had the uneasy feeling that he was walking in circles. Trying to break the cycle, he turned into a long and shadowed alley, spotting a streetlamp at the other end. Abruptly a form reared out of the shadows. Ean reached for his sword— “…Ean?” The prince halted with his hand around the hilt. “Fynn?” “Balls of Belloth!” Fynnlar crossed the distance…