Here's a new fantasy series I've just heard about
The Unfinished Song (Book 1): Initiate by Tara Maya
A DETERMINED GIRL...
Dindi can't do anything right, maybe because she spends more time dancing with pixies than
doing her chores. Her clan hopes to marry her off and settle her down, but she dreams of
becoming a Tavaedi, one of the powerful warrior-dancers whose secret magics are revealed
only to those who pass a mysterious Test during the Initiation ceremony. The problem? No-one
in Dindi's clan has ever passed the Test. Her grandmother died trying. But Dindi has a plan.
AN EXILED WARRIOR...
Kavio is the most powerful warrior-dancer in Faearth, but when he is exiled from the tribehold
for a crime he didn't commit, he decides to shed his old life. If roving cannibals and hexers don't
kill him first, this is his chance to escape the shadow of his father's wars and his mother's curse.
But when he rescues a young Initiate girl, he finds himself drawn into as deadly a plot as any he
left behind. He must decide whether to walk away or fight for her... assuming she would even
accept the help of an exile.
Blue-skinned rusalki grappled Dindi under the churning surface of the river. She could feel their
claws dig into her arms. Their riverweed-like hair entangled her legs when she tried to kick
back to the surface. She only managed to gulp a few breaths of air before they pulled her under
She hadn't appreciated how fast and deep the river was. On her second gasp for air, she saw
that the current was already dragging her out of sight of the screaming girls on the bank. A
whirlpool of froth and fae roiled between two large rocks in the middle of the river. The rusalka
and her sisters tugged Dindi toward it. Other water fae joined the rusalki. Long snouted pookas,
turtle-like kappas and hairy-armed gwyllions all swam around her, leading her to the whirlpool,
where even more fae swirled in the whitewater.
"Join our circle, Dindi!" the fae voices gurgled under the water. "Dance with us forever!"
"No!" She kicked and swam and stole another gasp for air before they snagged her again.
There were so many of them now, all pulling her down, all singing to the tune of the rushing
river. She tried to shout, "Dispel!" but swallowed water instead. Her head hit a rock, disorienting
her. She sank, this time sure she wouldn't be coming up again.
"Dispel!" It was a man's voice.
Strong arms encircled her and lifted her until her arms and head broke the surface. Her rescuer
swam with her toward the shore. He overpowered the current, he shrugged aside the hands of
the water faeries stroking his hair and arms. When he reached the shallows, he scooped Dindi
into his arms and carried her the rest of the way to the grassy bank. He set her down gently.
She coughed out some water while he supported her back.
"Better?" he asked.
She nodded. He was young--only a few years older than she. The aura of confidence and
competence he radiated made him seem older. Without knowing quite why, she was certain he
was a Tavaedi.
"Good." He had a gorgeous smile. A wisp of his dark bangs dangled over one eye. He brushed
his dripping hair back over his head.
Dindi's hand touched skin--he was not wearing any shirt. Both of them were sopping wet. On
him, that meant trickles of water coursed over a bedrock of muscle. As for her, the thin white
wrap clung transparently to her body like a wet leaf. She blushed.
"It might have been easier to swim if you had let go of that," he teased. He touched her hand,
which was closed around something. "What were you holding onto so tightly that it mattered
more than drowning?"
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Initiate is free everywhere except on Barnes and Noble (where it’s $0.99). You can download a
free .epub version via Smashwords.