Kiora thought she had never heard a lie until she was sixteen. But she was wrong. Her entire existence was based on nothing but. She thought that evil did not exist. Lie. That magic was not real. Lie. And that the land of Meros was all there was. One more lie.
With Aleric telling her that evil is knocking on the door and that she is the only one who can stop them she has a choice to make. Refuse, or start the wildest most painful ride of her life.
She reluctantly dips her toe into her new existence of magic and threads, dragons and shapeshifters, and the person who wants to take control of it all: the evil Dralazar.
However, this journey was never meant to be hers alone. She will be accompanied by a Protector. To her disbelief, and utter irritation they name the hotheaded, stubborn, non -magical, (albeit gorgeous) Prince Emane. They will have to trust each other with their lives, but right now Kiora would settle for a non hostile conversation.
And now it comes down to this, If you had never heard a lie, would you know when you heard one? Is knowing good from evil innate? Kiora finds herself having to decide who lives and who dies on those very questions.
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The Prince turned his head, scanning the area. Kiora could feel the corded muscles in his arms as he continued to hold her up. “Can you stand if I let go of you?” he asked.
She nodded, reluctantly pulling back from him.
“Good.” Pulling his sword, he turned to face the wood, whispering to her over his shoulder. “Listen carefully and do what I tell you.”
His eyes scanned, looking for any sign of their attackers. A long low growl came from his left. Kiora froze, following Emane’s gaze as he slowly turned to face it. Two sparkling black eyes shown out from the branches, intently fixed on him.
“There it is,” he hissed.
Growls and snarls began erupting from every side. Kiora whimpered, taking a step backwards. Emane reached back, grabbing her hand, and pulled her tight in behind him. Holding his sword out in front, they watched as set after set of eyes began emerging from the shadows of the trees.
“What are they?” he whispered, his hand tightening around her wrist.
The first set of eyes to appear stepped fully out from the trees and into the sun. Kiora’s heart sunk as the gigantic black creature came into view. It was a hound of nightmarish proportions, taller, wider. Its face was sharp with a longer snout and enormous ears. But what was most frightening was the evil intelligence that glittered behind those black eyes.
Emane’s sword swung towards it. “Why does it look like it’s thinking?” he muttered. “I don’t like it, dogs don’t look like that.”
“That is no dog.” Kiora whispered, her eyes wide. Their threads were plunging through her heart, icy cold and dark. She could not ignore them.
Drool dripped from the beast’s wide, fang-filled mouth, as it gave another long growl. The rest of the pack emerged from the tree line, following command.
Emane crouched lower, swinging his sword back and forth in front of them, trying to keep an eye on all of them.
There were probably fifteen hounds, growling and snapping their jaws, but not one attacked.
“What is going on?” Kiora whispered, her frozen heart still managing to beat madly. “Why are they just standing there?”
The predators had boxed them in nicely against the river, but the pack kept its distance, each glancing periodically over at the largest of the pack. Almost as if they were…waiting for permission, Kiora realized, sickly. Emane began slowly backing up, pushing Kiora closer to the river. It was the only way left to go.
The Prince whispered over his shoulder, not taking his eyes off the hounds. “Any ideas?”
She scanned the creatures again, they were in trouble. “No.”
The leader took a step forward, emitting a low angry growl. The others followed suit. “Back into the water, Kiora, now.”
Kiora obediently took a step backwards, gasping as the frigid water splashed up her legs. Stepping back again, she gripped Emane’s shoulder as the current whipped around her ankles. It wasn’t only cold, but incredibly fast. Emane began backing up as well, keeping himself between the creatures and Kiora.
“Run, Kiora,” he said calmly. It was the calm that frightened her most.
She glanced behind her at the river, and then back at the hounds, “No,” she said clenching her teeth. “I am not going to just leave you here, your sword isn’t going to do any…”
“Do it, Kiora, now!” he yelled shoving her away from him. The hounds snarled and snapped their jaws in response to the noise.
“Emane!” she shouted.
He took one more step backwards, “Kiora! Now!”
Her gut wrenching, she groaned and turned to the river. The water splashed up against her in freezing spray. The river dropped off quickly, the shallow edges giving way to nearly waist-deep, freezing water. The current pushed back against her as her feet slipped on the smooth river rocks. Hearing splashing behind her she tried to move faster, hopefully it was Emane, but there was no time to look. The next thing she knew her head was underwater. She struggled to the surface gasping for air.
“Emane,” she sputtered, before the river pulled her back under.
Her lungs screamed at her as she slid along the bottom. Desperately reaching out she drug her fingers along trying to hold onto anything, but the rocks were smooth and flat. Panic pushed in on all sides. Her lungs ached for a breath. Three fingers lodged under a stone and her heart leaped, but then she slipped free again. Then, she felt fingers close around her wrist, jerking her up out of the water. Gasping great mouthfuls of air, Emane shouted in her ear.
Disoriented and coughing she turned to see the large black dogs leaping one after another into the water. Struggling to her feet and still gasping, she clung tightly to Emane as he attempted to drag her to the other bank. Slipping again, Emane tightened his arms around her waist, pulling her back to her feet with a grunt.
A frightened yelp came from behind them. Twisting, she looked over Emane’s shoulder to see one of the hounds being pulled downstream. The others were struggling but making headway.
Kiora had to do something.
Leaning on Emane, she concentrated on the small rocks at the shore as she never had before. The rocks jerked themselves out of the mud flying towards the creatures, hitting three squarely between the eyes. They yelped. The impact was enough that all three lost their footing, each one falling victim to a river that did not forgive mistakes. Their heads vanished beneath the water and did not appear again.
Emane dragged Kiora to the bank, roughly pushing her forwards. She dug her fingers into the mud struggling upwards, her feet slipping. Finally with her feet beneath her she searched for something else she could use. The remaining hounds were not far behind.
Emane scrambled up behind her. Leaning on his knees, he panted, “I don’t know how much longer we’ve got, Kiora!”
“Use your sword!” she yelled, scanning the bank for something larger than the few rocks she had already used.
Emane looked at the remaining set of ten snapping jaws making their way towards them and back to Kiora, “I’m good, but I’m not that good.”
“I’m trying, Emane!” she yelled. “I don’t know what else to use!” She spun in a circle, there had to be something, anything! But this side of the bank was mainly mud and trees. A greedy snarl turned her attention back to the bank as one of the giant heads appeared over the edge, his claws digging easily into the mud.
“Emane!” she screamed.
Kiora is rapidly learning that evil and lies come in shades of black and white and swirling greys, but nothing could have prepared her for the shock of leaving Meros.
Kiora and her protector Emane step through the pass into a world they never knew existed but were always meant to save, only to find it far worse than they could have ever imagined. Good has been forced into hiding for its own survival, while the rest of the land bows to the Shadow, a force that pushes any remaining thoughts of Dralazar from Kiora’s mind. This land is full of new creatures, each more dangerous than the last. Her visions have taken on a deadly twist, and magic, or what comes of it, was never so real. And then there is Alcander: a Tavean, their guide, and an entirely different kind of trouble.
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Kiora needs answers. Who is the Shadow? Who is Jasmine? Are they connected? And even more pressing—how can she stop the Shadow from using her dreams as a map to find them? They have escaped three times, but are living on borrowed time—and everybody knows it.
Kiora’s search will push her closer to Alcander, send her to the dragon mountain of Toopai, and lead straight back to Meros—where magic will finally return to the land of no magic. Answers will be uncovered and plans unearthed that have been waiting for thousands of years.
But with the Shadow’s forces gathering, the rebels are hurtling toward one outcome: war. Armed with knowledge and hope, Kiora is determined to change that path, but will fate allow it? Or will it teach her a hard lesson about following her own destiny?
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In defense of the small remaining group of rebels, Kiora has to cross lines she never thought she would, making her redefine not only herself, but what’s right and wrong. Outnumbered and out of time, Kiora turns to the only two groups that could help; the Shifters and the Dragons. But will either of them come to their aid?
As they prepare for a war against the evil army, Kiora must lead the rebels and find the strength within herself to defeat Jasmine.
Kiora’s the Solace. She’s their only hope.
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About the Author~
Devri Walls lives in Kuna ID with her husband, two kids and one very bouncy lab. After suffering from an abundance of creativity with not enough places to put it, she turned to writing. Which in the end, turned out to be exactly where she should have been putting it all along.
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Q: What is your name (or pen name) and where do you currently reside? Devri Walls and I live in Kuna, Idaho.
Q: How are you feeling now that your latest book is out & on tour? Well, I am not quite there yet. The last book, Wings of Lomay, will be out within the next couple of months. But I am sure I will feel both relieved and a little sad saying goodbye to these characters.
Q: How does your family feel about you being a published author? I think it depends on the day. Sometimes my kids think it’s very cool. Other times they have to make sacrifices while I work. My husband does a lot of sacrificing and I couldn’t do it without him. He is very proud of me.
Q: Describe your book in 3 words? Fantastical, Adventure, Romance.
Q: Who is your favorite character in Wings of Arian and why? Oh my gosh! It’s like asking which of my kids is my favorite! I love all my boys, Alcander, Emane, Drustan. I love Kiora. I just…. I just….. I can’t pick!
Q: Are you currently working on a new book at this time? Yep! It is another YA fantasy. It will feel very different from the Solus series and is slated to be a stand alone novel.
Q: Do you have a routine you follow when you write? (i.e. listen to music, sit in a certain chair or at a certain desk) I am not super strict but I don’t ever write at a desk. I always sit in a comfy chair or on a couch. If I go out to work I will write in the chaise Starbucks hides in the corner. I like to listen to music when I am writing the first draft but when I start editing I have to lose the music.
Q: Do you have favorite author whose books you love to read? I had a list all typed and then I started Game of Thrones. George Martin, you are a master and I bow at your feet.
Q: Can you share something with everyone that inspires you? I find inspiration all around me in nature or fantastic architecture. People are also fascinating! If someone says something particularly deep, or particularly ridiculous, they may have just inspired a story.
Q: If you could have dinner with anyone in the world who would it be & why? Jennifer Lawrence. I love how real she is, I love how vocal she has been on body image and on just being real. That has been so needed in a high profile person.
Q: As a child what did you want to do when you grew up? I wanted to be an actor, singer, and lawyer. Which obviously left me tons of time to train dolphins on the side. Yep.
Q: When did you first consider yourself a “writer”? When my first book was released.
Q: Do you have a favorite playlist that you listen to when you write? I happen to own one of the tiny little iPods that don’t have playlists of any kind. I’m cool like that, always on top of technology. I have an iPod full of music and I just skip the songs that I am not feeling that day.
Q: Do you read all the reviews for your book(s)? Most of them, yes. I shouldn’t, but I do.
Q: Which do you prefer paperback, hardback or eBooks & why? I like them all! I love, love, love my kindle! It is lightweight, easy to hold, stores thousands of books, and the books are cheaper. BUT, if it’s a book I really like I want to hold it, see the pretty cover sitting on my bookshelf, and have it to send to bed with my kids for them to read. If it’s a book that I want to study the writing, I also want it in paperback. Although I have never really wanted a mansion, its just not me, a huge room with ceiling to floor bookshelves is a dream. There is something about shelves and shelves of books that makes me happy.
Q: What are you currently reading? Are you enjoying it? What format is it in (eBook, hardback or paperback) and who is the author? GAME OF THRONES! E-book because they had an amazing deal during Christmas where I could get all 5 books for $10! But I am going to have to own these in paperback, these must be studied.
Q: Of all of the books you have written do you have a favorite & why? Wings of Nestor might be my favorite. It’s a tossup between that and Wings of Lomay, but Wings of Lomay was a little more heart wrenching to write.
Q: When you aren’t writing what do you do to relax and have fun? Writing the rough drafts are relaxing for me, that’s how this whole writing thing got started. Outside of that I do enjoy movies and TV, reading, and singing.
Okay now some fun ones:
Q: What are your favorite types of heroines? Do you like the damsel in distress who needs saving or the kick-ass variety? Why? I like a nice mix of a kick-ass girl who can still be a little bit of a damsel. I like realistic, I like flawed.
Q: Can you tell us about your worst date ever? I went to a college dance with a boy I was quite fond of. First we went to play miniature golf… I think, the nights a little hazy now. Suddenly, my back started hurting really bad. I tried to ignore it, but it kept getting worse. When we arrived at our next destination I couldn’t get out of the car. Eventually he ended up taking me to the emergency room. He sat there next to me while I was nearly incoherent with pain, watching as the nurses gave me a pain shot in my butt. ( Oh yes, first date, hospital gown, exposed buttocks—that’s right.) I was so doped up I don’t know even know what I said as he took me home. Turns out I ruptured two disks in my back and herniated a third. Needless to say, he didn’t really talk to me much after that. Apparently seeing my butt was not a positive experience for him. 😉 HA!
Q: What is your one “guilty pleasure”? Chocolate!
Q: What is or was your most embarrassing moment or the craziest thing you have ever don’t? Come on you can’t hold out on everyone. LOL Oh man, I block out traumatic experiences. Ok, when I was about 12 I went to a huge orchestra concert with a friend. It was in an arena with floor seating and seating that went up the sides that lead to a balcony with another full section of seating. Mid performance I had to go the bathroom. On my way back I walked past half the floor seats and up the middle aisle to the balcony. From there it was all the way around the one side and nearly to the front to find my seat. When I sat down it was awfully cold. It was then I realized I had tucked the back of my skirt into my nylons and had walked the entire way back with my butt hanging out. Ya know, after typing this and the previous answers it just hit me that way more people have seen my butt than I ever realized. Nice.
Q: Do you have a favorite love scene from a book or movie? Which book/movie & scene? Oh man! I am a sucker for the love scenes. If you are taking to long to get to it I have a really hard time not skimming the book to find it. It makes me NUTS when authors keep the love interests apart for too long. However on the flip side, I will not watch very many movies that are purely romantic. I want action, with the romance included.
How about a little of This or That:
Coffee or Tea? Herbal Tea
Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate
Kinky or Sweet? Depends on the day. (wink)
Tall, dark & handsome or blonde, surfer type? I am super flexible in what I am attracted to. It is all about the personality for me. I don’t care how hot you are, if you are a jerk your personality will make you seriously gross in about five seconds.
Dine in or Dine out? Dine out then come back home and chill.
Sunset or Sunrise? Sunset
Steak or Chicken? Steak
Cats or Dogs? Dogs
Summer or Winter? Neither. I am a fall and spring kinda girl but if I had to pick between the two I would go with Winter
Shower or Bath? Shower
Can You Share With Readers Your Top Ten Favorite Movies?
Ok, but I can’t actually put them in order. That is way too hard! I don’t really do favorites as in just one, I am weird like that.
Lord of the Rings
My Big Fat Greek Wedding
Rise of the Guardians
Pirates of the Caribbean
The X-Men movies
Star Trek and Star Wars. ( I KNOW! I am such a dirty cheater)
Silence of the Lambs
Avatar gets an honorable mention not for the story line but for the most amazing, visually stimulating scenery.