Scott Bury: Author of The Children of the Seventh Son – OUT TODAY! WIN A FREE COPY!!
Aloha Gang! My da kine friend SCOTT BURY is one awesome author and he has a new book out, CHILDREN of the SEVENTH SON out today on Amazon!
Wanna free ebook? Just post a comment below and enter the draw to win! In fact, since this is Scott’s second book in his Dark Age series, I’ll give you a copy of the first one, INITITATION RITES, too! https://www.amazon.com/Initiation-Rites-Bones-Earth-Part-ebook/dp/B006ARUEYE
How do I describe it? It’s historical yet current. It’s a fantastic read! Here’s a sample:
The Children of the Seventh Son
Excerpt: Man and woman in the ancient city
By Scott Bury
At the end of an especially hot summer day, Javor and Calanthe went to the rooftop of their domus, seeking whatever breeze could be found in the great city.
They lay together on a couch, sipping wine as they watched the last of the sunset fade. Beyond the city walls, the calm waters of the Propontis slowly turned from golden to black.
This wine is so good. Mauricius must have brought it in from Crete or somewhere like that, Javor thought.
“You know, Javor, I missed you very much,” Calanthe said.
“You did?”
She squirmed around a little to kiss him on the cheek. “Yes, of course, I missed my husband. Especially in the last days before Andrina’s birth. And when the first pains came, there was no one I wanted with me more than you.”
“Did you not want the midwife? Or your mother?”
Calanthe laughed a little. “Yes, of course. And they were with me. But I still wanted you with me.”
“But I could not have been with you when the baby was born. That is what your father explained to me.”
“Well, no,” Calanthe admitted. She rolled over so that she was looking down on Javor lying on the couch. “But after all, my condition was your fault.” She smiled and kissed him on the lips. Javor tried to pull her body against him, but she giggled and rolled away to pick up her own cup of wine. “Where were you, Javor? You were gone for weeks. Did you have to be so long? To miss the birth of your first child?”
Javor looked toward the Propontis again. The sun had set, leaving only fading blue and purple glows above the horizon. Another hot day tomorrow, he thought. He sighed. “I swore not to tell anyone about my mission,” Javor answered. “All that I can tell you is that it was for the Church and the Empire.”
“The Church and the Empire? Is there even a difference?” She cuddled up against him again, squirming to find a comfortable position lying against him.
He did not know how to answer that, so he looked at the sky. The first stars began to glimmer.
“Javor?” she asked after finishing her cup of wine. “Will you have to go away again?”
Taking care that his wife would not notice, Javor touched his amulet through his tunic. It was still, quiet. No danger.
“Not for now,” he answered. “There is nothing happening now that requires my … skills.”
“Which skills are those?” she asked, snuggling more.
He leaned forward and kissed her hair. He inhaled her scent, sweet and spicy at the same time. He kissed her cheek, and when she turned to him, her mouth.
“Ahem,” he heard.
Javor looked up to see Gaetan standing near the steps that led down to the courtyard. He held a jug in one hand. “Will my lord require more wine?”
Calanthe gasped and sat up quickly, her hand in front of her chest, even though she wore a gown that covered her from her neck to her ankles.
“Just leave the jug on the table,” Javor growled. “Then leave us alone, Gaetan.”
The senior servant bowed just a little and put the jug on the little table beside Javor. He bowed again and walked off the rooftop.
Is he mocking me? Javor wondered.
Javor refilled his wife’s cup with wine. When she had drunk, he leaned in for another kiss.
“Javor, not here,” she protested.
He leaned closer and kissed her deeply. He pulled her closer, feeling her resist, then relax against him. “Oh, Javor,” she sighed.
He kissed her neck, pulling at her gown. “No, Javor, not here,” she whispered.
“Why not? It is too hot in the bedroom.”
“We are outside, Javor.”
“No one can see us,” he answered, kissing her throat, then moving lower. “Besides, anyone else on their rooftop now is doing the same thing.”
About this book
The Children of the Seventh Son is the second novel in the Dark Age series, which began with The Bones of the Earth.
The year 600 of the Christian Era is the darkest time of the Dark Age. Young Javor the Sklavene has settled in Constantinople, the last bastion of civilization against dark forces that have shattered the Western Roman Empire.
Wielding two special weapons made from the Bones of the Earth, Javor has become the favourite monster-killer of the secret Gnostic Order. As his young family grows, he is sent to distant, exotic lands to eliminate threats and learn more about why the earth is intent on destroying humanity.
Every mission seems to bring more questions than answers—until he finds the greatest danger comes not from forces from beneath the surface of the world, but from the very civilization he has been defending.
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About the author
Scott Bury can’t stay in one genre. After a 20-year career in journalism, he turned to writing fiction. “Sam, the Strawb Part,” a children’s story, came out in 2011, with all the proceeds going to an autism charity. Next was a paranormal short story for grown-ups, “Dark Clouds.”
The Bones of the Earth, a historical fantasy, came out in 2012. It was followed in 2013 with One Shade of Red, an erotic romance.
He has several mysteries and thrillers, including Torn Roots, Palm Trees & Snowflakes and Wildfire.
Scott’s articles have been published in newspapers and magazines in Canada, the US, UK and Australia.
He has two mighty sons, two pesky cats and a loving wife who puts up with a lot. He lives in Ottawa, Ontario.
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