Title: Immagica
Author: K. A. Last
Genre: YA Fantasy/Adventure
Date of Publication: January 26, 2014
Word Count: approximately 68,000
Cover Illustration: Lawrence Mann LawrenceMann.co.uk
Map Illustration: Lawrence Mann LawrenceMann.co.uk
Amazon eBook: http://amzn.to/1aDeheQ
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Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/TzXmWDfp074
Book blurb:
Immagica…
Where anything is possible.
Enter at your own risk.
The night before her fifteenth birthday, Rosaline Clayton uncovers a
deep family secret. She receives an amulet from her deranged father, and he
tells her she must find the book in
order to save him. Rosaline is used to her dad not making any sense, so she
dismisses their conversation as another of his crazy rants.
When Rosaline’s brother, Elliot, drags her to their nana’s attic to
explore, they find the old leather-bound book tucked away in a chest. It sucks
them into its pages, transporting them to a magical world. Along the way,
Rosaline and Elliot are separated, and the only thing she wants is to find her
brother and go home.
The creatures of Immagica have other ideas. After years of war, their
land lies in ruin. Using the amulet’s power, they want Rosaline to defeat the
dragon and restore Immagica to its former glory. But Rosaline is bound to
Immagica in ways she doesn’t understand, and when she discovers the truth about
her family, she must follow her heart to save them all.
About the author:
K. A. Last was born in
Subiaco, Western Australia, and moved to Sydney with her parents and older
brother when she was eight. Artistic and creative by nature, she studied
Graphic Design and graduated with an Advanced Diploma. After marrying her high
school sweetheart, she concentrated on her career before settling into family
life. Blessed with a vivid imagination, she began writing to let off creative steam,
and fell in love with it. K. A. Last is currently studying her Bachelor of Arts
at Charles Sturt University, with a major in English, and minors in Children’s
Literature, Art History, and Visual Culture. She resides in a peaceful, leafy
suburb north of Sydney with her husband, their two children, a rabbit named
Twitch, and a guinea pig called Squeak.
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Excerpt
“Where am I?” I asked the
breeze.
“You know, talking to
yourself is the first sign of craziness,” a voice said from behind me.
I spun around to face the
most unusual girl I’d ever seen. She held a bronze spear in her right hand. It
was fancy, like a sceptre, with a decorative head that housed a big emerald.
What was it with all the emeralds? Maybe I was in Oz.
The stone was shaped like
an eye, like the one in the amulet. It seemed to be staring at me, and I
shuddered. Above all the fanciness was a silver point that could probably slice
me in half in one-second flat.
Frantically, I looked
around for something to use to defend myself if I needed to. But my only option
was to brain her with a rock—if I
needed to.
“I wasn’t talking to
myself,” I said. I totally was talking to
myself. “I just wanted company.”
The girl laughed. “You
should be careful what you wish for in a place like this.”
She looked a little older
than me, with pale blue eyes, and an olive complexion. Silver streaked her long,
black hair, which had several small braids through it. Her cheekbones were
high, and her mouth pouty.
“And where is this,
exactly?”
The girl stared at me, as
if I should know the answer. I still wasn’t sure if she would hurt me or take
me to meet her no doubt equally weird-looking friends. She wore a pair of
ripped denim shorts, and her top was a little strange. It was cream in colour,
and looked like it was handmade, with lacing up each side and an uneven neckline.
Her long legs were encased in shin-high chunky hiking boots, and she had a
small leather satchel flung across her body. The spear totally completed the
outfit.
“Not quite like Dorothy,
is it?” she said, grinning. “She was greeted by munchkins, but you got me
instead.”
“You’ve read The Wizard of Oz?”
“Of course.” The girl
laughed. “And Alice in Wonderland, The
Neverending Story, and Narnia.
All the greats.”
Somehow, I found it hard
to believe. Where the hell was the library?
“Who are you? And where
am I?” I asked, putting my hands on my hips. I could play smart, too, but I hoped
I appeared more confident than I felt.
“Which do I answer first?
I hope you know who you are.”
“Never mind,” I said,
turning away. She’d done her best to annoy me, and I’d only known her for twenty
seconds.
“Don’t take it
personally.” The girl fell into step beside me. “You’re not the only one who’s
ended up here when they first arrived. Not everyone can expect to land in the
thick of things.”
“What are you talking about?”
I stopped to face her.
“I’m Brynn.” She stuck
out her hand. I hesitated, but eventually took it. She pumped my arm up and
down a few times before letting go. “So, where’s the book?”
“How do you know about
the book?” I frowned.
“You usually can’t get
here without the book.”
“Where’s here?”
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“No, not really. Why do
you want the book?” I asked.
“I don’t want the book.”
“Then why did you ask
about the book?”
“You’ll need the book,”
Brynn said. “The book is very important.”
I sighed. “Of course it
is.” I pulled it from the waistband of my jeans, but I didn’t hand it over.
“You don’t trust me, do
you?” Brynn asked.
“If you were me, would
you trust you?”
“I’m very trustworthy.”
She smiled and raised her eyebrows.
“But how do I know that!”
She shrugged. “You
don’t.”
“Okay, this place is just
odd,” I said.
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