Monday, October 15, 2012

Cover Reveal and Excerpt: Keeper of the Black Stones



Today I'm happy to help Glass House Press unveil the cover of their upcoming release:
  Keeper of the Black Stones by P.T. McHugh!

Click the book cover to add this title to your Goodreads!
Awkward in his own skin, shy around girls and worried about anything and everything, Jason Evans is just like a million other teenage boys in high school, with one very large exception: he has been given a gift that allows him to jump through time. A set of stones has fallen into his lap that gives him access to any place - and any time - that he chooses. But along with that gift comes the responsibility of stopping the man who is using those very stones to travel through time and change history for his own purposes. A man who is now holding Jason's grandfather hostage, and threatening the world's very existence. Jumping through time with his best friend and body guard, Jason must enter the world of Medieval England, learn its customs, navigate unimaginable danger, and help Henry VII win the Battle of Bosworth, in the name of finding his grandfather, rescuing a beautiful girl from the clutches of a corrupt church, and destroying the one man who pledges to turn history inside out.

This book won't actually be available for your consumption until February 5, 2013. However, lucky for you, I have an excerpt! So read away, and don't forget to click the cover above to add this to your GR pile. After all, this is a book you won't want to miss.


I ignored the question and inched my way forward, toward the stone. It was large, perhaps 7 to 8 feet wide and 10 to 11 feet long. Easily 3 to 4 inches thick. Hundreds of symbols were etched into the dark surface, in a language I’d never seen before. The stone was glossy, but didn’t reflect light the way it should. Instead, it seemed to suck the light from the room around us, building its own dark aura. And it hummed. I could feel the pulse of the stone in my bones, like a giant, steady heartbeat. It beat again and again, matching my own heartbeat, and I forgot to breathe. Doc hadn’t been lying, then. The stone did speak to him. And it called to me the same way it called to him. I’d been hearing it for days. I just hadn’t realized it.

As I stood there, transfixed and listening, the writing on the stone began to glow. I blinked and looked again, to see that the glow was gone.

“Did you see that?” I gasped, reaching for Paul and taking my eyes off the stone for the first time.
 
“See what?” Paul whispered. “The only thing I see is that creepy stone.” 

“The symbols … I think they moved,” I said, surprised that Paul hadn’t seen it. 

Paul shook his head. “Didn’t see anything like that, buddy.”




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