About this series
Betrayal ...treachery ... treason.
A year has passed since Kalli escaped from the Ferrasium, but the High Priest’s stranglehold is tightening and his tentacles are extending to encompass all of Keymett. As Pharaoh’s royal barges sail toward Wasset to celebrate the Jubilee Festival, the High Priest is poised like an arachnid in his nest, waiting to hatch his plans. Kalli must unlock the secrets of the Golden Scarab before all of Keymett falls under the High Priest’s dominion, but who can she trust?
Excerpt:
Bells jangled above his head as Seraphis parted the beaded curtain at the shop’s entrance. Bottles, colors of every hue, lined the shelves from floor to ceiling of the small space. Dark shapes floated within some of the jars and Seraphis saw eyeballs, tails, and scales suspended within. Scents of aniseed, sulphur, and camphor mingled in his nostrils. He coughed.
The shopkeeper, a man of middle years, bowed and the tassel on top of his box hat swung in an arc. He swept his arm toward his wares. “Noble sir, how may I be of assistance?”
The High Priest kept his hood up, shrouding his features and flicked a gold coin at the shopkeeper. “I seek Moorak.”
The man snatched the coin from the air faster than a lizard’s tongue catching a drowsy fly. The coin disappeared inside his robes as if he was a magician. He pointed to a doorway almost hidden in the shadows at the rear of the shop. “The last door on the left. Knock seven times.”
The corridor was smothered in shadows and smelt of decay. A rat scurried away from his footsteps. The last door was solid and studded with iron spikes. He rapped exactly seven times, stood back and waited, drumming his fingers against his upper arm. Moments later, he heard a series of bolts being drawn and the door groaned open a crack.
“Moorak?”
Chains rattled and the door opened further. A hand crippled into a claw and tipped with yellow fingernails motioned him inside. Moorak secured the door behind Seraphis before shuffling to the work bench. A cauldron, blackened with soot, bubbled above the fire pit, belching green fumes. Seraphis’ eyes watered. He blinked rapidly and tried to mask his surprise. Moorak was a woman. She was fair of face, but mottled skin, pitted and burnt, sheathed both her forearms.
She must have become accustomed to her customers’ reactions to her ruined arms as she glanced down and shrugged. “My art demands some sacrifice.”
Moorak shooed a toad off a chair and offered the seat to her visitor. “What service do you require?”
Seraphis ignored the seat and paced, tugging his earlobe. “A slow-acting poison to stop the heart, but leaves no trace.”
Moorak nodded. “How do you want to administer it? By ingestion, a few drops trickled on food? Or slipped into a drink, or by touch?”
“Touch?”
“I have recently acquired a rare but expensive ingredient that can be smeared upon items, but it takes one to two days to work. The reactions vary dependent on the dosage. With a high dose, the victim succumbs to a failed heart, while lighter doses produce flu-like symptoms and kills the sufferer by dissolving their internal organs. It leaves no residue and isn’t contagious, but heed my warning; there is no antidote. The slightest touch kills. ”
Seraphis smiled. “Perfect.”
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Contains adult themes.
Bonus material.
An excerpt of Lodestone (Witch-Hunt) is included at the conclusion of Golden Scarab.
Titles in the series (2)
- Ferrasium.
1
Murder, mystery, and magic in a land reminiscent of ancient Egypt. For centuries, guided by the Destiny's Oracle, the Bera-Bera tribe have guarded the secret of the windflowers and kept alive the memory of the banished Cat Goddesses. The High Priest Seraphis covets Pharaoh's throne and his minions scour the desert sands, seeking two ancient artefacts of unrivalled power. If the Raia priesthood acquire the Golden Scarab and the Pyramidion first, then the land of Keymett will be plunged into a regime of terror and persecution, condemning the goddesses into exile forever. The race is on, but how can a small band of pygmies, a tomb robber, and a magically untrained girl on the run from the Ferrasium’s killing arena compete against the might of the Priesthood? First reader review - "I read a lot of fantasy! I'm rating this new author up there with one of my other favourites Juliet Marillier. I love the fast pace, it has you on the edge of your seat from start to finish. I couldn't put it down (sorry family). Can't wait for book 2!!!" NB: Contains adult themes.
- Golden Scarab. Book 2 The Windflowers Trilogy.
2
Betrayal ...treachery ... treason. A year has passed since Kalli escaped from the Ferrasium, but the High Priest’s stranglehold is tightening and his tentacles are extending to encompass all of Keymett. As Pharaoh’s royal barges sail toward Wasset to celebrate the Jubilee Festival, the High Priest is poised like an arachnid in his nest, waiting to hatch his plans. Kalli must unlock the secrets of the Golden Scarab before all of Keymett falls under the High Priest’s dominion, but who can she trust? Excerpt: Bells jangled above his head as Seraphis parted the beaded curtain at the shop’s entrance. Bottles, colors of every hue, lined the shelves from floor to ceiling of the small space. Dark shapes floated within some of the jars and Seraphis saw eyeballs, tails, and scales suspended within. Scents of aniseed, sulphur, and camphor mingled in his nostrils. He coughed. The shopkeeper, a man of middle years, bowed and the tassel on top of his box hat swung in an arc. He swept his arm toward his wares. “Noble sir, how may I be of assistance?” The High Priest kept his hood up, shrouding his features and flicked a gold coin at the shopkeeper. “I seek Moorak.” The man snatched the coin from the air faster than a lizard’s tongue catching a drowsy fly. The coin disappeared inside his robes as if he was a magician. He pointed to a doorway almost hidden in the shadows at the rear of the shop. “The last door on the left. Knock seven times.” The corridor was smothered in shadows and smelt of decay. A rat scurried away from his footsteps. The last door was solid and studded with iron spikes. He rapped exactly seven times, stood back and waited, drumming his fingers against his upper arm. Moments later, he heard a series of bolts being drawn and the door groaned open a crack. “Moorak?” Chains rattled and the door opened further. A hand crippled into a claw and tipped with yellow fingernails motioned him inside. Moorak secured the door behind Seraphis before shuffling to the work bench. A cauldron, blackened with soot, bubbled above the fire pit, belching green fumes. Seraphis’ eyes watered. He blinked rapidly and tried to mask his surprise. Moorak was a woman. She was fair of face, but mottled skin, pitted and burnt, sheathed both her forearms. She must have become accustomed to her customers’ reactions to her ruined arms as she glanced down and shrugged. “My art demands some sacrifice.” Moorak shooed a toad off a chair and offered the seat to her visitor. “What service do you require?” Seraphis ignored the seat and paced, tugging his earlobe. “A slow-acting poison to stop the heart, but leaves no trace.” Moorak nodded. “How do you want to administer it? By ingestion, a few drops trickled on food? Or slipped into a drink, or by touch?” “Touch?” “I have recently acquired a rare but expensive ingredient that can be smeared upon items, but it takes one to two days to work. The reactions vary dependent on the dosage. With a high dose, the victim succumbs to a failed heart, while lighter doses produce flu-like symptoms and kills the sufferer by dissolving their internal organs. It leaves no residue and isn’t contagious, but heed my warning; there is no antidote. The slightest touch kills. ” Seraphis smiled. “Perfect.” Scroll up and grab your copy today. Contains adult themes. Bonus material. An excerpt of Lodestone (Witch-Hunt) is included at the conclusion of Golden Scarab.
Wendy Scott
As a child I had a ferocious imagination and immersed myself in creating stories and poems. One birthday I begged for a chemistry set, sensing the promise of adventure from the glittering vials of copper sulphate and salt. At that time, I didn’t know I was following in the footsteps of my grandfather who had studied science in Edinburgh in 1899. A further trace back into my Scottish ancestry uncovered an ancestor known as ‘the wizard’. So I could dabble with potions too, I gained a NZ Certificate in Science (Chemistry) and worked in a variety of laboratories (salt, meat, dairy and wine) in NZ and Australia. The wine tasted the best! During my 5 years in Adelaide, Australia, I completed several writing courses at the WEA. When my partner, son (5 months), dog and I moved back to NZ we lived in a house truck for 3 years while our off-the-grid house was planned and built. During this period I wrote on a solar powered laptop and completed many correspondence courses from the AWA. I write adult fantasy, children’s novels and I’m currently branching into romance. In 2012 my children’s MS, Hieroglyph was selected for the NZSA MS Assessment Programme and was further selected for one of five mini-mentorships. When I’m not glued to my laptop writing or engrossed in a book, I love walking my dog on the wild West Coast beaches and trolling for sea glass, riding my bike or going for bush walks. I always wished I could fly so maybe that’s why I love roller coasters. I’m a connoisseur of coffee and chocolate and I counter my addictions with Zumba and Spin classes. I believe life is an adventure and we should all live a life less ordinary.
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