Flintlock is the second book in the Cutlass Trilogy. It
continues Barren and his crew's story.
Barren Reed hopes to protect the Orient from his tyrant
uncle, but his plans to make the King’s life a living hell aren’t supported by
the Elders of the pirate community. As it stands, Barren has earned the Elders’
disdain for his carelessness, and they threaten him into exile if he makes one
more mistake.
Barren’s not the only one feeling the Elders’ wrath—they
don’t trust Larkin either. Worse, Barren can’t comprehend Larkin’s wish to have
a relationship with her father, and the secrets she’s forced to keep create a
tension that may pull them apart forever.
When the Pirates of Silver Crest begin to die, bullets laced
with dark magic are to blame. With more and more of these weapons infiltrating
the Underground, discovering who’s behind the dissemination is no easy feat. As
fear and tension mount among the people of the Orient, Barren and his crew find
themselves in a race against time to stop the spread of dark magic before the
world of Mariana spirals into collapse.
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Ready for a fun snippet reading from the author!?!
Excerpt #2: https://youtu.be/
Now for a fun look at Ashley's next coming up book:
Nacoma Knight (possibly soon to be Shadow Knight)
Here is a fun snippet to peak your interest.
I stare at the massive
school from the passenger side of my mom’s small Ford Focus. The largest part
of the building extends across the landscape, practically barring anyone from
the woods behind it. A wide set of marble steps led to four rounded wooden doors
marking entrances to the school. The main building has four levels—the very top
has stained-glassed windows. At random intervals, angels and gargoyles look
down upon all who enter, their dark eyes hollow and hooded.
There’s also a dead girl hanging from a rope above the
four doors. I close my eyes tightly, but when I open them again, she’s still
there.
She’s not really there, of course—only I can see her. It
tells me that people have died at this school. It’s also a reminder that the
problems my mother and I tried to escape in Chicago have followed me to good
ol’ Oklahoma. Who would have thought?
“Would you like me to walk you to the door?” My mom asks,
humored. I turn forward in my seat and look at her. She’s wearing a button up
shirt and a pencil skirt. Luckily, she was able to find a job as a leasing
agent pretty fast.
“No, mom, that’s all I need on my first day of school.”
She looks sympathetic. “Anora, honey, I know it’s not
like your other schools, but this will be good for you.”
That was my queue to leave before she found out it
probably wasn’t going to be good for me. I open the door and step out.
“Pick you up after school!” she calls and I close the
door.
She drives off and it’s just me, the school, and the dead
girl.
I sigh. “Well, crap.”
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