Excerpt
“Please, citizens of Arcanon, this day belongs to all of us. We should all celebrate—”
A gasp caught in my throat. I sensed him before I saw him. My body suddenly felt drained as he and three others stepped closer through the throng. The others on the platform turned slowly to see what had stopped my address. The crowd peered round to see also.
His black cloak was drawn over his face as he continued an unobtrusive, slow meander through the crowds. No one guessed—but I knew whose face lay underneath that black shroud. All eyes turned in his direction as he pulled back his hood.
He pointed the firing weapon in my direction and pulled the trigger.
A voice shouted beside me. Nerído pushed the others aside and reached his arms out towards me.
I watched the Xerilium bullet leave the barrel and hurtle its way through the air.
“Halíka!” Nerí shouted from too far away. My feet were dead, rooted to the platform, unable to move.
The bullet hit my stomach and stopped with a thunk. Blood slowly began to ooze from the wound, seeping out, soaking my tunic.
Hands scraped against my clothes as they tried to grab. Fingers fumbled at my hair and arms, but they weren’t close enough.
As I fell forward, screams erupted from the horrified crowd and echoed in a whirlwind around the Arc.
“Halíka! No!”
I was soaring, just as I’d seen in my vision. The soft air buffeted my skin and filtered in through my clothes.
Just like a sparrow hawk, the cool wind breezed through my outstretched fingers and whistled past my ears.
Except this time, I wasn’t a bird feeling the thermals under my wings.
I hit the unforgiving floor, breaking every limb and shattering my spine. The Xerilium started its cruel journey, swelling from the exploded bullet in my gut.
I had just lost the war that had unexpectedly turned black.
“Please, citizens of Arcanon, this day belongs to all of us. We should all celebrate—”
A gasp caught in my throat. I sensed him before I saw him. My body suddenly felt drained as he and three others stepped closer through the throng. The others on the platform turned slowly to see what had stopped my address. The crowd peered round to see also.
His black cloak was drawn over his face as he continued an unobtrusive, slow meander through the crowds. No one guessed—but I knew whose face lay underneath that black shroud. All eyes turned in his direction as he pulled back his hood.
He pointed the firing weapon in my direction and pulled the trigger.
A voice shouted beside me. Nerído pushed the others aside and reached his arms out towards me.
I watched the Xerilium bullet leave the barrel and hurtle its way through the air.
“Halíka!” Nerí shouted from too far away. My feet were dead, rooted to the platform, unable to move.
The bullet hit my stomach and stopped with a thunk. Blood slowly began to ooze from the wound, seeping out, soaking my tunic.
Hands scraped against my clothes as they tried to grab. Fingers fumbled at my hair and arms, but they weren’t close enough.
As I fell forward, screams erupted from the horrified crowd and echoed in a whirlwind around the Arc.
“Halíka! No!”
I was soaring, just as I’d seen in my vision. The soft air buffeted my skin and filtered in through my clothes.
Just like a sparrow hawk, the cool wind breezed through my outstretched fingers and whistled past my ears.
Except this time, I wasn’t a bird feeling the thermals under my wings.
I hit the unforgiving floor, breaking every limb and shattering my spine. The Xerilium started its cruel journey, swelling from the exploded bullet in my gut.
I had just lost the war that had unexpectedly turned black.
The Battle for Arcanon Major
“As daughter of our ruler I grew up in the crossfire of an ongoing war... All I’d ever wanted to be was a great warrior and ultimately lead my people into victorious battles."
With only a small army at her command Halíka Dacomé, a skilled warrior and daughter of the Elemental King, is ready to lead one final battle to save her planet. A battle against the savage, bloodthirsty Primords who want to extinguish the diminished race of Elementals once and for all.
But before battle commences her father is given an ultimatum from the enemy leader, Arfron Uhnok. If the king agrees, Halíka Dacomé must marry Arfron Uhnok to prevent further bloodshed. If the king disagrees they, as a race, will all perish.
Horrified by her fathers decision Halíka Dacomé leads her army onward regardless of the consequences. Because her heart belongs to another. A love that blossomed many years ago. A love that her father has forbidden.
Halíka faces her toughest battle yet and learns that not all battles are those fought with a sword...
The Battle for Arcanon Major is an epic love story set against the backdrop of war and is the first Prequel to Elemental: The First.
"Excellent story. Plot line is great, definitely 2 thumbs up. Couldn't put it down, easy read, excellent prequel to the elemental. Would definitely recommend Alexandra May!!"
"Amazing story had my attention the entire story it is hard to find a book like this, I definitely give it 5 stars."
"Excellent short story. Plot line is great, definitely 2 thumbs up. Couldn't put it down, an easy read. Would definitely recommend Alexandra May!!"
Alexandra May
Alexandra May is an English author of three books, bringing together the epic saga of Halíka Dacomé and her modern day equivalent, Rose Frost.
Elemental: The First, Elemental: Origin and The Battle for Arcanon Major draw in Alexandra's love of strong women characters, sci-fi, history, romance and a little warmongering on the side!
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