Today Elise Kova and Rockstar Book Tours
are revealing the cover for THE DRAGONS OF NOVA, which releases July 11, 2017!
Check out the gorgeous cover and enter to win assigned ARC of the book!!
On to the reveal!
Title: THE
DRAGONS OF NOVA (Loom Saga #2)
Author: Elise Kova
Pub. Date: July 11, 2017
Publisher: Keymaster Press
Formats: Hardcover,
eBook, audiobook
Pages: 488
Cvareh returns home to his sky world of
Nova with the genius crafter Arianna as his temperamental guest. The mercurial
inventor possesses all the Xin family needs to turn the tides of a
centuries-old power struggle, but the secrets she harbors must be earned with
trust — hard to come by for Ari, especially when it comes to Dragons. On Nova,
Ari finds herself closer to exacting vengeance against the traitor who killed
everything — and everyone – she once loved. But before Ari can complete her
campaign of revenge, the Crimson Court exposes her shadowed past and reveals
something even more dangerous sparking between her and Cvareh.
While Nova is embroiled in blood sport
and political games, the rebels on Loom prepare for an all-out assault on their
Dragon oppressors. Florence unexpectedly finds herself at the forefront of
change, as her unique blend of skills — and quick-shooting accuracy — makes her
a force to be reckoned with. For the future of her world, she vows vengeance
against the Dragons.
Before the rebellion can rise, though,
the Guilds must fall.
“They’re coming from the front!” Nora
screamed over the crescendo of the engine gaining speed. On cue, the train
lurched as an endwig was splattered to a bloody mess on the point of the
engine’s pilot.
“Bloody cogs,” Florence cursed. The
Vicar Alchemist had sent her to protect the mission as the Revolver, but one of
her wasn’t going to be enough. “I’m going to the engine.”
“What are we going to do?” The usually
self-sure Nora had the face of a cornered hare.
“You’re going to fight.” Florence passed
her a weapon.
“I’ve never shot a gun before.”
“Now is a great time to learn.”
“I’m an Alchemist!”
Seriously, Florence was a breath away
from shooting the woman herself. “You’re dead if you don’t adapt! There’s three
more bombs exactly like the ones you just used, right there. Just fend them off
until the train gets up to speed. But don’t use any other disks.”
Florence had no more time to waste as
the train lurched again. They just had to survive until the train reached full
speed. For all the endwig were, they certainly couldn’t keep up with a
locomotive.
She hoped.
The wind whipped her hair around her
face as she stuck her head from the train car. Florence reached out for the
ladder to the right of the door, scaling up before another endwig could emerge.
She swung up just in time as an explosion nearly blew her foot clean off.
“By the five guilds, you two only had
three bombs!” she screamed over the wind, not knowing if they could hear.
“Ration them a bit!”
Standing, Florence looked in horror at
the tracks ahead. Dozens of endwig lined the path, running eagerly to meet the
train. She loaded six canisters at once.
Jumping to the tender, Florence lost her
footing atop the moving train car. A nail snapped clean off as she sought a
grip that would prevent her from being thrown to certain death. If she fell
now, she would never get back on the vessel. She’d be torn limb from limb.
Gritting her teeth, Florence rose to her
knees, shooting two endwig in the process. She wedged herself between two
grooves on the top of the tender. Blood pooled around her shins as she dug them
into the metal for a grip where there was none, but she was stable enough to
take aim, and that meant she could open fire.
Five shots down, and Florence reloaded
her gun. Endwig came relentlessly like a never-ending nightmare. But the train
didn’t gain any more speed. She repeated the process, waiting for the vessel to
be like her bullets, whizzing through the night at deadly speeds.
“Anders, now would be a great time to
open her up!” she screamed.
There was no reply.
“Anders, Rotus, we need speed, get us
out of here faster!”
Five long claws curled around the door
of the engine in answer. Florence watched in horror as the white silhouette of
an endwig, dotted in the black blood of a Chimera, pulled itself from the
engine room. Florence swallowed hard.
They were without Rivet and Raven,
stumbling through the darkness, enemies at all sides. She raised her gun
slowly, looking fearlessly at the face of death itself. Her revolver was steady
over the rocking of the train.
“You think I’m not used to this?” Her
mouth curled into a mad grin. “I’ve been fighting my way out of the darkness my
whole life. And you’re not going to stop me now.”
Gunshots echoed through the forest.
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