Blog Tour & Giveaway: The Navigator’s Touch by Julia Ember
The Navigator’s Touch is the second book in The Seafarer’s Kiss series by Julia Ember. The Navigator’s Touch is releasing tomorrow September 13th, so check out all the book and series information, an exclusive excerpt, and be sure to enter the really cool tour-wide giveaway!
The Navigator's Touch (The Seafarer's Kiss, #2)by Julia Ember
on September 13, 2018
Genres: Young Adult, Fantasy
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After invaders destroyed her village, murdered her family, and took her prisoner, shield-maiden Ragna is hungry for revenge. A trained warrior, she is ready to fight for her home, but with only a mermaid and a crew of disloyal mercenaries to aid her, Ragna knows she needs new allies. Guided by the magical maps on her skin, battling storms and mutiny, Ragna sets sail across the Northern Sea.
She petitions the Jarl in Skjordal for aid, but despite Ragna’s rank and fighting ability, the Jarl sees only a young girl, too inexperienced to lead, unworthy of help. To prove herself to the Jarl and win her crew’s respect, Ragna undertakes a dangerous expedition. But when forced to decide between her own freedom and the fate of her crew, what will she sacrifice to save what’s left of her home?
Inspired by Norse mythology and J.M. Barrie’s Peter Pan, this companion novel to The Seafarer’s Kiss is a tale of vengeance, valor, honor, and redemption.
The Seafarer's Kiss (The Seafarer's Kiss #1)by Julia Ember
on May 4, 2017
Genres: Young Adult, Fantasy
Having long-wondered what lives beyond the ice shelf, nineteen-year-old mermaid Ersel learns of the life she wants when she rescues and befriends Ragna, a shield-maiden stranded on the mermen’s glacier. But when Ersel’s childhood friend and suitor catches them together, he gives Ersel a choice: say goodbye to Ragna or face justice at the hands of the glacier’s brutal king.
Determined to forge a different fate, Ersel seeks help from Loki. But such deals are never as one expects, and the outcome sees her exiled from the only home and protection she’s known. To save herself from perishing in the barren, underwater wasteland and be reunited with the human she’s come to love, Ersel must try to outsmart the God of Lies.
I expected a grand entry. When Loki had first come to Ersel, they had appeared in the form of a sea turtle, then dramatically shapeshifted into a human. But instead of a magnificent appearance, the god just left me to wait. I knelt until my knees cramped, with only the sound of the wind and the distant murmur of the city for company. Sighing, I sat, crossed my legs and plucked absently at a blade of grass.
Maybe the jarl had been wrong. Maybe the Trickster had no stake in this at all, and their pursuit of our ship had been all about reclaiming the mermaid. Loki had tried to break Ersel, and she had beaten them. Impressed, they had offered her greater magic and a role as their agent. Ersel had refused, but she still bore their magic in the talisman around her neck. Maybe the god simply could not bear the idea that they had lost to a mortal.
“What are you doing up here?” asked a child’s voice. “It’s late.”
I turned to see a servant girl running toward me. She wore a faded green tunic with the jarl’s sigil embroidered on the sleeve. It was so large for her that it hung past her knees. “Oh, I’m sorry. I thought you were someone else,” she whispered.
“It’s fine,” I started to say, but her eyes had rested on my hook and the markings on my arms. I’d thought to display them, so the Trickster would know me, but now I was just cold and in no mood to be stared at. “What are you here? Can’t you see I’m praying?”
She cocked her head, blonde curls blowing everyway in the wind. “Praying for what?” She pointed to my markings with one of her slender fingers. “Is that a map?”
I clasped my arms behind my back, out of sight. “Don’t you have work to be getting on with? I don’t want to be disturbed.”
She peered down at me with wide, unblinking green eyes. “I thought the whole point of coming here alone was that you were waiting to meet someone.”
“What?” I demanded. But then I stopped and processed what the little girl had said. Her eyes brightened, the color intensifying every second until they matched the cyan waves that had tried to capsize my ship.
For a second, I contemplated prostrating myself at the god’s feet. But Loki was already playing tricks on me, testing me. In all the stories, the people blessed by the Trickster had been strong and smart, worthy of the god’s respect. If I wanted help, real help, I had to prove I was worth it.
I stood and raised my eyebrow just a fraction. My heart beat wildly. “You took long enough.”
An annotated paperback copy of both books in the series