The Gatekeeper by J.A. Templeton(Otherworld Series #1)
Publication date: May 1st 2014
Genres: Fantasy, New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Synopsis:
Ever
since I can remember, I’ve had strange dreams that always came true,
and experienced terrifying powers that set me apart from everyone else.
It’s not until my eighteenth birthday do I begin to understand what those dreams mean. When my grandfather is attacked and left for dead, I am thrust into the Otherworld—a medieval-like land of beautiful immortals with amazing gifts. One of these immortals has stolen the key between the realms, and it is up to me, Brynne Davies, the next gatekeeper, to reach the key before the power struggle that exists in the Otherworld occurs on earth.
Complicating my task are the members of the Royal House of Parthas, especially the king’s brother, the handsome Murdoc, Warlord of the king’s army, and then there’s the charming Fae prince who seems to always be one step ahead of me.
Time is running out for me to find the key and close the door. If I don’t, the world I left will never be the same…because of me.
The Gatekeeper (Otherworld series, #1) is a New Adult Fantasy/Paranormal Romance.
It’s not until my eighteenth birthday do I begin to understand what those dreams mean. When my grandfather is attacked and left for dead, I am thrust into the Otherworld—a medieval-like land of beautiful immortals with amazing gifts. One of these immortals has stolen the key between the realms, and it is up to me, Brynne Davies, the next gatekeeper, to reach the key before the power struggle that exists in the Otherworld occurs on earth.
Complicating my task are the members of the Royal House of Parthas, especially the king’s brother, the handsome Murdoc, Warlord of the king’s army, and then there’s the charming Fae prince who seems to always be one step ahead of me.
Time is running out for me to find the key and close the door. If I don’t, the world I left will never be the same…because of me.
The Gatekeeper (Otherworld series, #1) is a New Adult Fantasy/Paranormal Romance.
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The chamber wasn’t
large, or maybe it was the tall, muscular man standing before the
fireplace that made the space feel smaller than it actually was. His
powerful back was to me, the shoulders broad, making a V to a
narrow waist. His dark, almost black hair was cut short on the sides,
but the top was long—an edgy faux hawk that no one else would be
able to pull off, but I thought was incredibly sexy on this very
masculine warrior.
The guard motioned me
farther into the room. He cleared his throat loudly. “The visitor
is here, my lord.”
I refrained from
rolling my eyes. As if he didn’t hear us enter.
I took a baby step into
the room. Now was not the time to lose my cool.
“You may go, Egan,”
the warlord said with the same brogue I’d heard since meeting Kai.
The warlord turned and
looked at me, and my mouth went dry.
Murdoc had razor-sharp
cheekbones and piercing ice-blue eyes framed by ridiculously long
lashes. He wore a silver torque about his neck and one on each wrist,
and slender hoops hung from his earlobes. He also had full-sleeve
tattoos, similar to the man who had led me here. A charcoal-colored
tunic hugged his wide chest, and expensive-looking leather pants fit
perfectly against solid thighs and laced at the crotch. I forced my
gaze back to his, trying to ignore the heat racing up my neck to my
cheeks.
Okay, the warlord of
Parthas was hot. More rugged than Kai in many ways and yet oddly
similar, especially through the eyes. Before I had time to ask if the
two were related, he approached me, his gaze shifting over me once
again, taking everything in with a glance.
It was all I could do
not to take a step back for each one he took forward. But I thought
of Pops and stayed completely still, steadying my nerves for what was
to come. A good plan, but I panicked and dropped into an exaggerated
curtsy, at the same time I heard a ripping sound.
I instantly
straightened. A seam had given under the strain. This was not the
time for a wardrobe malfunction.
His brows lifted to his
hairline, but I didn’t miss a beat and pretended I couldn’t feel
a slight draft on my backside. “Good day, my lord.”
He stopped inches from
me, giving me just enough room to stand up straight. Unfortunately,
he stood so close I had to bend my head back to look at him.
“My brother tells me
you journey from the coast lands.”
“Brothers?” I said
with a smile. “You two look alike. I mean, not exactly of course,
but there is a very strong resemblance. Do you have other siblings?”
Oh my God, I was
rambling. I bit the inside of my lip to keep from saying anything
else.
His brow furrowed as he
watched me in silence. As the seconds ticked away, he relaxed his
stance. I wish I could say the same for myself. He made me nervous
and I had the feeling he could see right through me.
“Aye, I do.”
It was obvious he
wasn’t about to cough up any more information.
“What is your name?”
he asked, a dark brow lifting nearly to his hairline.
This warlord had
perfected the art of intimidation. I was terrified. “Brynne…McCane.”
He stared at the
talisman at my neck, and for a heart-stopping second I thought he
might yank it off. I hoped Art was right and it shielded my thoughts
from immortals, because I would hate to have him know what I was
thinking.
His gaze shifted back
to mine. “May I call you Brynne?”
“Aye.”
“What brings you to
Parthas, Brynne? What is it exactly that you are wanting?”
AUTHOR BIO
I
wrote my first young adult novel over ten years ago, and took a
slight detour from writing YA to publish nineteen adult romances. Now,
I'm following my heart and writing in the genre I've been passionate
about for so long, and about characters who don't exactly fit into
any specific box.
Aside from writing and reading, I'm obsessed with history, love research, traveling, and riding motorcycles with my hubby, my first and only love, who stole my heart when I was fourteen and he was eighteen (yes, he robbed the cradle). I am also a medium, which gives me a unique perspective when writing about the paranormal and characters like Riley, who can see, hear, and feel spirits.
I'm passionate about books, and I'll never tire of writing love stories.
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Aside from writing and reading, I'm obsessed with history, love research, traveling, and riding motorcycles with my hubby, my first and only love, who stole my heart when I was fourteen and he was eighteen (yes, he robbed the cradle). I am also a medium, which gives me a unique perspective when writing about the paranormal and characters like Riley, who can see, hear, and feel spirits.
I'm passionate about books, and I'll never tire of writing love stories.
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I was curious about this one, and I like the excerpt. Thanks for sharing it.
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