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Welcome to The Spectra Books blog! The Spectra Books are fantasy books all set in the same world, by author Christie Valentine Powell. This blog includes writing articles, sneak peeks, book recommendations, and more. For more information about the Spectra Books, check out www.TheSpectraBooks.com or connect with "The Spectra Books" on most social media.
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We all know, right, that not all characters survive their fantasy books?
The Spectra Books aren't graphic, but some of them do have a body count--the no-longer-living type, I mean. The romance goes to chaste kisses at the most (and one married couple walks off "to spend time alone").
I made up a little system to classify these books. Books can get an X for:
So that's a maximum rating of 5 Xs.
Let's see how The Spectra Books rate:
Two species try to subjugate each other in this standalone novel, but Mira and her best friend, a griffin called Freko, actively choose nonviolence and try to end the conflict. 3/5 Xs
This adult trilogy deals with persecution and follows an exiled found family. It's inspired by real life pioneers and includes grief, loss, guilt, and sometimes violence. 3/5 Xs.
Somehow, my sweet romance got the maximum Xs. It is a Shakespeare retelling (of one comedy and one tragedy mashed together) with a pirate battle and a heroine sailor who can outshoot her peers, so the Xs rack up. It's still cute and funny, I promise. 5/5 Xs
This dual point-of-view romance circles around themes of recovering from grief and navigating different cultures, which tend to clash violently. 3/5 Xs.
I have to calculate the Spectra Crown Tales separately because each has a different main character and plot, even though some overlap.
3/5 Xs:
The Seventh Clan, set in a fantasy version of the American Revolutionary War.
The Dream Realm, a sleeping beauty retelling with an especially nasty villain.
The Sunken Oath: the love interest is a pirate. Enough said?
2/5 Xs:
The Tiny Wings: an orphan has loss in the backstory, and a villain meets a sticky end.
1/5 Xs:
The Cousin Pact and The Seven Sages each have main characters overcoming loss in their backstories.
The Cousin Curse has a single battle scene, where afterwards the characters learn that there were casualties.
0/5:
The Masters of Wishes has no casualties. None. At all. I'm going soft or something.
So, if you need trigger warnings or aren't sure which books would be best for which readers, now you know. I do read all of my books out loud to all of my children, ages 17 to 3, so I don't put anything too awful in there.
As an aside, I linked each book to its amazon page, but you can find the paperbacks on Barnes&Noble and many other book sellers. You can also find the ebooks in many library apps including One Drive and Hoopla.
Originally, I wrote The Cousin Curse directly after The Seven Sages, in The Spectra Crown Tales. However, I'm now going back and inserting another book in between the two. This means I have to tweak the ending of The Seven Sages. This snippet originally came at the end of The Seven Sages to help the reader bridge over, but it's probably going to be cut.
So, here's the deleted scene, an introduction to Princess Viola (the mute sister of the Six Swans):
If the kingdom of Castalia was asked which royal sibling was the least likely to cause trouble, Viola was certain that she’d be, if not the winner, at least very close to the top. Yet when had her wild younger siblings ever been dragged into the throne room by security?
Not that she’d done anything wrong. She’d been minding her own business in the castle gardens. The new security guards thought she was trespassing. This was one of those many situations where a small conversation could fix everything. Unfortunately, she needed an interpreter for conversations of any size.
She shouldn’t say they were dragging her. She walked between the two men, one small young woman dwarfed by their huge statures and even bigger muscles. She could harness her Sprite strength and throw them both across the room if she wanted to. But that wouldn’t fix up this misunderstanding.
Her mother, the queen, stood up immediately when they entered. “Let her go at once!” she ordered.
The security guards glanced at one another. Viola slipped past them, found a bag of wool that she’d hidden behind one of the fancy chairs, and began shaping it into a shirt for her brother. Her hands worked automatically so that she could watch the guards’ faces. This would be entertaining.
“This child was trespassing,” one of the guards said hesitantly.
Being called a child would be slightly less annoying if people made the same mistake about Viola’s twin. They were the same age and the same height. But Lilac wore fancy clothes and a tiara and carried herself with confidence. Well, why not? If someone challenged her, she could actually answer.
Her mother, not much taller than Viola, stormed toward them with the ferocity of a bear. “My daughter lives here! How could she possibly be trespassing?”
“That’s a princess?” one stammered.
Her mother’s vivid green eyes flashed. “Why wouldn’t she be? Because she’s a Sprite? Because she’s not wearing fancy clothes?”
Mother wore traditional leafskin exactly like Viola’s own. To be fair, though, she also wore a thin golden circlet over her dark hair.
Stammering their apologies, the guards retreated. Viola shook her head and returned to her wool.
Her mother turned on her. “Viola, you could have solved that problem by yourself.”
Viola raised her hands in a questioning gesture.
“You could have escaped them. You could have summoned one of your siblings. You could have carried your slate with you.”
Viola shuddered. The slate required chalk, and she hated chalk. The grating sound made her want to pull her teeth out. It left a dusty film on her hands that interfered with her cloth-shaping. And it smelled bad.
Anyway, she had solved the problem. She’d let the guards take her back to her family so that one of her parents could explain. That wasn’t cowardice or laziness or whatever her mother was implying. It was being smart and working as a team with her family. Who could complain about that?
“You’re going up to the Lakewood in a few days,” her mother went on. “We’ll send a few guards and one of your siblings to interpret, but you’re going to need to handle problems on your own.”
Viola frowned. Going up to Lakewood was not her idea. Her sisters had been extra giggly, predicting that she’d fall madly in love with a handsome stranger. That was dumb. It would mostly be other Sprites in Lakewood. Viola needed to marry a Muse like her father, someone who could speak mind-to-mind with her. Then she’d always have an interpreter. What kind of relationship would that be if she could never talk to the man?
The numbering may have changed, but you can still find The Cousin Curse here.
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You might remember that I'm working on a sprawling series of fairytale retellings. Each follows a different royal in their own story. Well, the fourth tale, The Sunken Oath, is now on preorder, with a release date of March 1st!
Today is the day!
The Cousin Pact is now officially published!
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