Book Excerpt Trinity Book Tour


Skaric stepped forward onto healthy green grass and waited for a count of ten, long enough for Berend to get out of the range of his magic. He began to concentrate, narrowing his eyes so that he could focus on the portcullis: their only way in.

He slowly exhaled and then began to pull power from the earth. Energy flowed into him, warming from within. It wasn’t enough, but he had known it wouldn’t be. Skaric gritted his teeth and reached out with his mind, grabbing energy from the men behind him, from the willing sacrifices.

He could feel their life energy throbbing within him—like a dozen hearts beating beside his own. But faster. More desperate. He heard them all scream—sounds of terror that he tried to block out. It was too late to save them. They had wanted to die.

Power sizzled beneath Skaric’s skin, so intense that he felt his head would burst. He pushed it all towards his hands, readying himself to release it. He just needed a little more. Behind him, the screams died out as the body of each sacrificial Wolf thudded to the ground.

Skaric waited. He waited until he could no longer draw any more power, waited until he couldn’t bear the heat beneath his skin. Then, with a cry, he thrust his left hand towards the tower. Pure, deadly, devastating energy darted from his hand, stronger than a tumultuous wind. As it struck, the portcullis shattered into hundreds of lethal pieces that went flying in all directions.

Skaric heard the Wolves cheer, but it was distant, as though he was underwater. For all Berend’s strength and physical might, he couldn’t match the power that Skaric had just wielded. Not ever.

Unbearable pain coursed beneath Skaric’s skin. The sickening stench of smouldering flesh stung his nostrils. His flesh. Pain like he had never known devoured him from within. At the edge of his vision fire leapt hungrily. The price for his arrogance. His death didn’t matter. He was a hero. His name would be remembered amongst the Wolves.

About Trinity

website-fc-1400w-187x300Title: Trinity

Author: Clare Davidson

Genre: YA Fantasy

‘Trinity’, released July 2012, is Clare Davidson’s debut novel. It is an epic fantasy, targeted at young adult readers, with strong crossover appeal into the adult market.

Kiana longs to walk through a forest and feel grass between her toes. But she is the living embodiment of a goddess and has enemies who wish to murder her. Her death will curse the whole of Gettryne. Locked away for protection, she dreams of freedom.

Her wish comes true in the worst possible way, when her home and defenders are destroyed.

Along with an inexperienced guard and a hunted outcast, Kiana flees the ravages of battle to search for a solution to the madness that has gripped Gettryne for a thousand years. Pursued by the vicious and unrelenting Wolves, their journey will take them far beyond their limits, to a secret that will shake the world.

Author Bio

ClareClare Davidson is a character driven fantasy writer, teacher and mother, from the UK. Clare was born in Northampton and lived in Malaysia for four and a half years as a child, before returning to the UK to settle in Leeds with her family. Whilst attending Lancaster University, Clare met her future husband and never left. They now share their lives with their young daughter and a cranky grey cat, called Ash. Clare juggles family life with writing, teaching and a variety of fibre craft hobbies.

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eBook: Amazon | Amazon UK | Smashwords | Sony | iTunes | Barnes and Noble


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  1. Thanks for hosting me 🙂

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