Title: Awakening the Fire: Book Two of The Inferno Unleashed
Author: Jake Bonsignore
Genre: YA Fantasy / Thriller
Book Design: Regina Wamba of Mae I Design and Photography
SYNOPSIS
Breena Taljain’s idyllic days in Araboth came to a skidding halt when circumstances forced her into the dangerous hinterlands. The dire sacrifice she made to protect her comrades tainted her heart with hatred and despair. To cleanse herself she must outrun Death’s relentless pursuit and venture into the bleak unknown. With the odds stacked against her, stumbling into love when she least expects it may very well be her saving grace.
Meanwhile, succumbing to the Patriarch’s devious traps has Galbrecht Atalir questioning his motives. The folly of his recklessness has left him physical scarred and mentally traumatized. Now he must overcome more adversity as the wrath of the Sin Ministry bears down upon him. He will need more than wits and quick fists to find the truth he has sought for seven years.
Alas, every second Breena is apart from Galbrecht draws her further into strife. With her world rapidly crumbling inwards, she puts everything on the line for a last stand against the ruthless force that threatens to destroy all she holds dear….
Teaser:
Galbrecht felt his torrid blood turn to water and his sore legs decompose to rubber when they finally crossed paths again. Cain’s ruthless, maniacal glare screamed “run!” and “slaughter!” to him, but he did not obey. He could not obey. A glint of metal bathed in the wisps of firelight stole his attention. For an eternity of a terrifying second, his hollow life flashed before his widened pupils.
In the end, though, everything came back to Cain. He had become the embodiment of terror. Even now he blitzed from wall to wall with no apparent rhyme or reason, dousing the torches and howling like a demon as he came ever closer.
Galbrecht ran away from the Cardinal as quietly as he could. His pounding skull made every step a chore. He halted altogether when his legs lost their will to go on. Another step was pointless. Cain would find him sooner than later. It would be all or nothing.
However, the Cardinal would not choose the setting.
The Y-crossing of the damp corridors was as good of a place as any to make his last stand. A rivulet flowed through its murky center and endless black stretched on behind him. A single torch nestled securely in a rusted sconce lied far ahead. Cain would not be able to reach it easily. He only needed to stay calm now.
The answer and justice you’ve sought for seven years is just ahead, he commented to himself. Breena is just a pretense. Now grit your teeth and get out alive.
Just like that, the reverie was over. Cain bellowed a challenge and advanced upon him like a stampeding bull. He leapt high into the air with his arm cocked back only for Galbrecht to halt his descent with a rising kick. He hit the ground with a heavy thud and rebounded with acrobatic, unsullied grace.
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