Book Title: Bones of Belief
Series: The Chronicles of Darius, Book 13
Author: Jess Thomas
Publisher: Self-Published
Cover Artist: Jess Thomas
Genre/s: M/M Romance
Length: 111,215 words/645 pages
Release Date: March 1, 2018
Blurb
The Jewel has many protectors and a large family, but it still isn't complete. Trend, a white wizard, is in limbo and can be seen only by Vega, Enif, and Darius. Dorian, one of the newest clan members, can only hear him and none of them are able to tell anyone else about him. Darius knows he needs Trend to help complete the family and fulfill his destiny. He desperately wants to have him home, but there is a major problem, Hippson's timeline. Meanwhile, Trend's mate, Grendolin, has searched everywhere he knows in order to find him, including some very dark places, with no luck, but he never lost hope, never lost his belief that he will be with his true mate one way or another.
Can Darius beat the timeline? Must he follow the wishes of those in power who think they know better?
Darius's quest of self-discovery continues as his talents grow to astounding proportions. Even the mighty Hippson and Bunthar don't know what to make of Darius's abilities or what the dreaded timeline holds for the Jewel, his mate, and the rest of the clan.
Become part of Darius's clan and share his continuing journey in Bones of Belief.
Can Darius beat the timeline? Must he follow the wishes of those in power who think they know better?
Darius's quest of self-discovery continues as his talents grow to astounding proportions. Even the mighty Hippson and Bunthar don't know what to make of Darius's abilities or what the dreaded timeline holds for the Jewel, his mate, and the rest of the clan.
Become part of Darius's clan and share his continuing journey in Bones of Belief.
Excerpt
For so long, I’d seen myself looking like a gray and leathery alien. In fact, I’ve seen myself looking like this since I was nineteen when I was part of a distant nightmare simply called The Pits. There, Cold Ones lived alongside dark wizards and all manner of evil things that destroyed planets for their own needs. Cold Ones enjoyed destroying anyone with strength and just for the sake of killing generally.
Although the Eiravian people were more advanced, they had sent me to a time on Earth when we lived and died by the sword, where gladiators and slaves had the misfortune to be simply entertainment. My appearance had drifted away to the point that I didn’t know it anymore. Now I tended to look at my appearance as I walked down the hall, the man who walked in the mirror’s reflection wasn’t someone I knew. It had been a long, long time since I’d seen who I really am. I was skinny, but the muscles and weight were coming back on, and the peach skin of my brothers and sisters had replaced the gray skin. My leathery appearance had disappeared in my reflection. The only thing that seemed the same was my blue eyes that appeared to glow power and a large scruffy beard.
Sometimes as I was walking down the hallway, I’d step backward and then forward, to actually see if my appearance stayed the same in the mirrors. The spell was breaking, and we would soon celebrate Finnal’s birthday. I always asked him what he wanted, and he’d always reply he got what he wanted. Therefore, this year I was going to give him what he asked for…me.
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About the Author
Jess Thomas was born in the mid-west and she has a natural love for nature and animals. A gentle creature born to loving parents who believed in seeing the world for all its beauty, she learned the imperfections in life were something to be treasured and seen as a learning experience. An artist from an early age, she went to art school where she got a degree in drawing and painting, photography, and in Art Education. In 2009 she laid down her paintbrush and she picked up writing and channeling her creative energy in a fresh direction. A new writer, she pours sensitivity and her love of the world she has created into her emotions and the characters who live there.
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