(A Wylder Tale #3)
By Jennifer Silverwood
YA Dark Fantasy
Paperback & ebook
December 21st 2018
Beware the bond between blood and beasts...
Vynasha has united the warring human and forgotten clans of Wylderland, claiming her majik and power as curse breaker. Her brother, Ceddrych keeps their nephew safely hidden away while Vynasha and her new allies fight against the feral beasts roaming their borders.
Meanwhile, her friendship with the Iceveins family deepens, unveiling a love she never expected. But her majik is still bound to the cursed prince she left behind and he isn't done fighting for her soul.
Darker forces walk in the forests, all drawn to Vynasha's light and the shade of a corrupt Enchantress haunts her waking dreams. A war is about to begin, between the forgotten people of Wylderland and the evil power of Bitterhelm.
Prophecy and Forgotten unite in the epic third chapter of the Wylder Tales Series, a gothic re-telling of Beauty and the Beast.
The Wylder Tales Series
Craving Beauty (Vol. 1)
Wolfsbane's Daughter (Vol. 1.5)
Scarred Beauty (Vol. 2)
Bound Beauty (Vol. 3)
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Read an Excerpt:
In the beginning, all the prince of Bitterhelm could see was the curse.
By day he walked the shadowed halls of his forefathers, the bitter remnant of his kingdom. By night his bones snapped in a moment of agony, until his cries fell into roars. He learned quickly, after wreaking havoc to all the furniture in his stately chamber, to confine himself to the dungeons. There, only the other beasts could hear his screams.
Once the night was through, his manservant, Odym appeared with keys to lead his master back to his chambers. The broken furniture had been discreetly cleared away by the other servants, replaced by pieces from the king’s vacant rooms. Grendall had been too weary to punish them, though his skin crawled for different reasons, lying in the bed of his father.
At first, he could almost pretend his own mother hadn’t killed his father and damned them all. His people continued to perform their duties, even as their luminous forms faded each night into ethereal shades.
Until unmated maidens of mixed bloodlines started appearing at his door. Dark majik had led them here, Mother’s curse at its cruelest work. This too, had not seemed so terrible at first. In truth, he thought his manic mother was in jest when she claimed he must find a wife. There were plenty in Bitterhelm with majikal blood, no matter how much his father had pretended otherwise.
In the beginning, so many came that they filled the guest wing and spent their days at their leisure. While his mangled body recovered from the horrors of the night, his lovely guests explored the grounds or the library. Every night he took turns dining with one, in full confidence the mummer’s farce would be over quickly. So he placed heirloom gems on their fingers and about their necks, dressed them in the finest silks and velvet frocks. He treated them like the princesses they could and often wanted to be. Why wouldn’t they? He had been considered beautiful by his kingdom since birth. Once he came into his power, his choice of princess was at his leisure. Even after his mother’s revenge, as his power was stripped away like the wings he had inherited from her Fayere bloodline, he believed in himself. But over time, as he courted each in turn, hiding trembling hands in his coat pockets and bruises beneath layers of princely clothing, they too faded. A sickness took hold of them each night at midnight.
Grendall felt fear like he knew after his first change as he watched the familiar symptoms overtake them. The first maiden died before her body could transform into that of a monster, before the curse claimed her. The others were not always so lucky.
His night form had to be chained after this, as other dungeon cells were filled with fresh prisoners. Every morning as Odym led him up to wash the blood and filth from his body, he looked through the bars of their cells with hope. None changed back. None had been strong enough to break the curse. He forced Odym to recite his mother’s prophecy again and again until he knew it by memory.
Too late he understood his mother had not necessarily meant for him to find a wife, but the mate to his majik. Many children were born of such unions, but none like him, a child of both worlds—yet another fact his father had chosen to forget. To find his other half, the right complement to his stripped powers, the prince knew none in his realm could match. It was a fool’s hope.
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About the Author
Jennifer Silverwood was raised deep in the heart of Texas and has been spinning yarns a mile high since childhood. In her spare time she reads and writes and tries to sustain her wanderlust, whether it’s the Carpathian Mountains in Transylvania, the highlands of Ecuador or a road trip to the next town. Always on the lookout for her next adventure, in print or reality, she dreams of one day proving to the masses that everything really is better in Texas. She is the author of two series—Heaven's Edge and Wylder Tales—and the stand-alone titles Stay and Silver Hollow.
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