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Bound Beauty (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.
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It said something of the nature of majik, that Vynasha found Grendall’s amulet so easily. She
clawed at the snow until she reached a hole in the dirt and uncovered Erythea’s hiding place. The
sight of Old Ced’s towsack wrenched a dry sob from her chest.
“Nothing is as it seems…” Father had said before he died. Before she killed him.
She tore a hole in the sack in her haste to retrieve the amulet and snarled at the damned
amethyst in her hands. Her hands shook as she fell back into the snow at her feet and gripped the
talisman. Grandmother had once called this a key and a burden. Thea saw it as a weapon.
Vynasha yearned to welcome the security of the bond, longed to feel in control of her majik
again. She wanted to throw it as far as the east is from the west.
“No matter how far you cast it, the key will find its way back to you,” a smooth deep voice
Vynasha stumbled to her feet as if she were still human. A tall male with ebony skin, white
eyes and spiraling horns on his head greeted her. His smile was strangely human, and while she
felt prickles of instinct telling her to run, something in his eyes bade her wait. Listen.
“Who are you?” she blurted, colored and shook her head. “Sorry, I—I’ve seen you before,
around the village.” She bit her lip and couldn’t help but take in his finely tailored colorful
clothes, like something the traveling merchants wore in Whistelande.
The male’s smile grew. “I have used many names. You may call me Vedmak, curse breaker.”
She shivered and brought the amulet closer to her chest. “Please, call me Vynasha.”
Vedmak inclined his antlered head, white eyes falling to the jewel in her hand. “It calls to
you, it’s missing half. Why do you fight it so?”
Vynasha struggled to measure her breathing. She wasn’t afraid of the mirror folk. Thea was
friends with some of them, wasn’t she? They had never sought to harm her.
Yet why now, as I hold the amulet, does one of them choose to speak to me?
Aloud she said, “If I wear this…” She swallowed. “I share his dreams.”
Vedmak nodded. His sigh was the wind whispering through the winter forest. “Blood majik
is how she captured him as well. It is what haunts his dreams.”
Vynasha glanced at the amulet, the way it flashed the same color as her blood. “I should
throw it away, where no one will find it.”
“And yet, it has returned to you,” Vedmak replied, closer than he had been before. She
glanced up to find him only three paces nearer, so near, she marveled at the delicate carvings in
his ivory horns. “None of us can fight fate, least of all you, dear sister.”
She met his enigmatic gaze and wondered at the slow smile creeping up her face. “Sister. I
suppose I have more in common with your folk than anyone, don’t I?”
Vedmak inclined his head. His silent appraisal made her skin begin to crawl until he spoke
again. “Our queen was one of us as well, until she turned to dark majik. She tried to change her
fate with disastrous consequences. But the prince was born of both worlds, like you. Perhaps, if
you both embraced all you were, together, you might restore the balance?”
Vynasha gaped. “The prince is a monster,” she said and she meant it. “He used my father to
snare me into coming here. He lied to me so I would break his mother’s curse.”
Vedmak pursed his full lips. “Yes. Desperation has led men to do all manner of unspeakable
acts. Still, you should remember, nothing in the borderlands is what it seems.”
Other Books in the Series
The Wylder Tales Series
Craving Beauty (Vol. 1)
Wolfsbane's Daughter (Vol. 1.5)
Scarred Beauty (Vol. 2)
Bound Beauty (Vol. 3)
Grab the first book, Craving Beauty, for FREE! You can find your preferred format here. Or grab the compilation of volumes 1, 1.5, and 2 on Amazon.
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.
PRIZE PACK #1: Print copies of Wylder Tales Vol 1-2 along with a "Gothic fairytale" themed basket. (US only.)
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