June 19, 2018

Now Live: BLOOD OATH by Amanda McCrina {Excerpt/Giveaway}

 
Welcome to the Release Day Celebration for
Blood Oath by Amanda McCrina
presented by Month9Books!
Be sure to enter the giveaway found at the end of the post!
 
CONGRATULATIONS AMANDA!
 
The aftermath of what happened in the capital has shaken Torien to the core. Battling self-doubt and bitterness, he must find his resolve as he is sent back to Tasso to quell a violent uprising on the Road.
But Torien will need more than resolve to navigate the deadly path before him. His troops are inexperienced and his new adjutant untrustworthy. A series of murder attempts leaves the whole camp on edge. As the threat of mutiny builds, the mission seems doomed before they even reach Tasso—and Torien is beginning to suspect it was meant that way. He and his men are being set up to fail.
With his best friend in the hands of the rebels, his commanding officer refusing to negotiate a peace treaty, and his own men ready to turn on him at any moment, Torien must decide once and for all how much he’s willing to sacrifice for an empire he no longer believes in.
Blood Oath (Blood Oath #2) by Amanda McCrina Release Date: June 19, 2018 Publisher: Month9Books

“We’ll set a perimeter above that spur,” Torien said. He didn’t want to argue about it, not now. “Two perimeters—I want your auxiliaries on an outer line. They’ve seen combat.”

Chion didn’t seem to have heard. His eyes were somewhere away over the rim, westward.

Torien leaned over and caught Chion’s horse by the cheekstrap of its bridle. As if by reflex, Chion tried to pull the horse’s head away. Then he seemed to realize what he’d done. He let the reins go slack.

“I picked you myself in Vione,” Torien said. “I asked Fiere for you. I wanted you with me, Chion.”

“You say it like you did me a favor.” Chion flung up his chin suddenly. “You say it like you expect me to be grateful that you’ve dug my grave with yours.”

“I’ve dug nobody’s grave.”

It came out more forcefully than he’d meant—almost a snarl. Chion flinched.

Torien let go the horse’s bridle.

“Call the column to halt,” he said. “Get the wagons up the hill.”

And then, when Chion had ridden away down the slope and he was alone on the rim, hidden from the column below by an outcropping of bald rock, he slid from Fihar’s saddle, unbuckled his helmet, went face-down on the dirt, and prayed forgiveness for Ædyn’s blood until the words no longer came.

 

Amanda McCrina has studied in Italy, taught English in Japan, and currently tutors Latin in Atlanta, Georgia. She received her BA in History from the University of West Georgia, and is now pursuing her MA. She writes stories that incorporate her love of history, languages, and world travel. She drinks far too much coffee and dreams of one day having a winning fantasy-hockey season.