Title: GABRIEL STONE AND THE WRATH OF THE SOLARIANS
Series: GABRIEL STONE
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC.
Author: Shannon Duffy
Gabriel Stone is back from Valta, but the adventure is just beginning! His friend Tahlita is trapped in Willow Creek with no memory of Valta. Gabe, Piper, and Brent are determined to reunite Tahlita with her father. Yet even as they do, Prince Oliver arrives asking for their help. Menacing forces known as the Solarians have kidnapped the Empress and Princess and are threatening the lives of humans everywhere. Along with talking tracker monkey, Finley, the friends battle vampire mermaids and a living, blood-filled lake in their quest to save the Empress and Princess. Even with cool new powers, Gabe discovers their strongest weapon is their friendship as they battle the Solarians and rescue a cursed white witch—who may be the only one who can save Valta.
Shannon Duffy grew up on the beautiful east coast of Canada, and now lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and son, Gabriel. She’s mom to one boy, and several pets. Shannon loves writing, reading, working out, soccer, and the sport of champions: shopping.
Excerpt from Gabriel Stone and the Wrath of the Solarians:
A holographic image of a pirate suddenly shot up into the air in front of them. Long dark dreadlocks hung down from beneath a black pirate hat. “Ahoy there, me hearties,” he said, nodding and tipping his hat. “Where be ye destination?”
Finley squealed and toppled off the dash, right into Brent’s arms.
“Yes!” Gabriel hollered, pumping a fist into the air.
The pirate rubbed the long braid of hair hanging from his chin. “I not be knowing of neary place named yes, matey.”
“No, no,” Gabriel said, eyes darting back and forth from the pirate to the crumbling railing at the front of the boat. “Crimson Lake! We want to go to Crimson Lake. Please hurry!”
The holographic pirate’s eyes shifted quickly right to left as if he were calculating data or something. When they slowed to a stop, he spoke up. “Alas, this ship shan’t pass through Crimson Lake, me lad. Another destination if you will.”
“We have to go!” Piper screamed. “Or there won’t be a boat to sail.”
“That not be a destination, Lassie.”
“Bring us to Crimson Lake!” Brent demanded, tugging at his blond hair as the railing that lined the front of the boat vanished. The buzzing of the locusts intensified, vibrating the glass that separated them.
The pirate eyed the swarming mass of locusts. “Ye best be hurrying with the location or ye’ll all be at the bottom of Davy Jones’s Locker soon, I wager. Me system be growing askew.”
“Ya think?” Piper snapped with a stamp of her foot.
“Just go then!” Gabriel yelled. “Forward—anywhere but here!”
“Aaaarrrrgggghhhh! Belay ye scallywag. Me needs a proper destination.”
“Wait,” Finley said, waving his arms in front of the pirate. “Bring to Dead Beach!”
“Dead Beach?” Piper squeaked.
“Shiver me timbers.” The pirate shifted his eyes side to side again, his hand on his scabbard. After a moment, he added, “Aye, ye landlubber. Off to Dead Beach it tis. Yer death wish be not me business. Batten down the hatches. Smartly now, mateys.”a Rafflecopter giveaway