Niels Poulsen, self-styled God of Rock and lead singer in a popular punk band, has everything he could want: family, friends, fortune, and fame. When his best friend and fellow band member, Jace, goes missing, Niels will do anything to get him home safe.
Niels discovers that their money and connections won’t help them on their journey. They will rely on an model airplane, a family secret, and a tangled magic that weaves the band into the fabric of other realms so tightly they may never make it home again. Their quest takes them across new worlds, through foreign dangers, and straight into the path of an ancient prophecy that wants Niels for itself.
If Niels and his friends survive long enough to find Jace and negotiate their way home to Manhattan, will it be worth the price? The magic says one of them will have to die…
The Fanboy’s trust
Rhyss took a deep breath. “Here we go. Look...if anyone tries to touch you, run.”
From the police?
Rhyss didn’t even trust law enforcement. Niels shared a glance of worry - a real, deep fear - with Li.
“Spooky,” Hattie teased.
The cop got out of the car. He looked like a stereotypical cop too, although he definitely hadn’t eaten enough donuts to fit the complete bill. He had the brown hair, the moustache, the deliberate gait.
He addressed Rhyss: “Where are your friends from?”
“Skye” Rhyss lied. Not the sky, but Skye, which was apparently a place. He shifted himself so he stood in front of Li a little.
The cop studied each of them, and his eyes settled on Li, who probably looked the most vulnerable. “This is a rough part of town. Need an escort home?”
Rhyss’ body language said hell no. Under his breath, he whispered a firm, “Don’t,” to the group before responding to the cop: “We’re just having pizza at my place.”
“Better be safe,” the cop warned. “Wouldn’t want to get picked up by an unfriendly face.”
“Thanks, yeah,” Rhyss said. “We’ll be careful.”
The cop raised a cell phone. Holy shit, they had phones here.
It was so nice to see something familiar that Niels almost missed the fact that the cop had just taken a picture of all of them.
The cop got back in his car again and wove his way down the pitted street.
Rhyss sighed, deflated. “Come on. Don’t go outside again after we get back.”
Niels scrambled to catch up with him. “Why are cops here bad guys?”
“If you didn’t have trust issues,” Hattie pointed out hotly, “we could have used those packs.”
Rhyss rounded on her in the middle of the road. “Would you trust a stranger to take you somewhere safe?”
“We’re not strangers,” Li told him, her hand on his arm.
Holy shit. Li was touching a fanboy.
Niels stared at her hand.
“You’re not?” Rhyss asked, in a way that implied yeah they were.
Li held her hand out for him to shake. “Chainskull Death. Niels is an ass. I’m Li, Lisanne.”
Rhyss didn’t shake her hand. He stared at it and flexed his hands down at his sides. “I have you on my shirt.”
Li shimmered with happiness. “I know.”
Krissy grew up in the world, even though she is allergic to much of it. Her travels and experiences living in numerous places have given her a love for different cultures and an appreciation for plumbing and electricity.
She wrote her first novel – a whole paragraph long! – when she was eight years old, and themes from that can be found in upcoming portions of the Elesara series.
In her spare time, Krissy enjoys in no particular order: being appalled and amused by the actions of her children and husband, yelling at cats, drinking tea, wishing she had more time to play her musical instruments, and finding excuses not to clean her house. Writing has proved to be an excellent ongoing excuse. Why stop now?
Holly was raised in the Pacific Northwest, in a small town called Newberg just outside of Portland, Oregon. Growing up she had chickens, goats, llamas, horses, cats, and dogs. She has always been an avid reader and writer.
In 2008, she graduated high school a year early and went on to touring colleges (four, across Oregon, Washington, and California) alongside her husband. She explored engineering, chemistry, law, philosophy, and writing. In the end, she graduated with a Bachelors of Science in Accounting.
Toward the end of college, she discovered her love for writing far exceeded her capacity for data entry and general office work. After her son was born, she began writing more and expanding her writing community.
She met her co-writer Krissy in a mom group, and everything took off. She worked a bookkeeping job for about a year, but writing became the focus. In 2017, Holly merged passions and opened the company 252 Publishing LLC.
Holly’s focus is fantasy. She writes a web serial called War of the Wicca. Many of her novels exist in the same world – The Elesara Series.
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