Title: The Six
Days
Author: Anna
McCormally
Genre: YA
Fantasy
Fifteen years ago, in the middle
of the night, Jamie Carpenter’s mother went up to the dark lighthouse on the
cliffs. She never came back.
Yesterday, Jamie had a
nightmare: his little brother disappearing like their mother did, through the
door of the lighthouse, a door that has never opened.
Today, the nightmare came true.
Jamie’s brother is missing. And not just missing–he’s been abducted, taken
through the lighthouse door into the world of magic that lays beyond.
With his best friend Nia at his
side, Jamie crosses into a world he never knew existed–but Emanu is not the
fairytale world of childrens stories. Desperate
to understand who took Danny and why, struggling to survive in a world of
shadowy magic, Jamie and Nia seek the help of the Council of Witches. As they uncover more and more
of Jamie’s family secrets and unknown powers, it becomes clear that Nia herself
may be something more than human–and that it’s her the Council views as their
biggest threat…
Swept up in a dark political
game they don’t understand, burdened by magic they don’t know how to use, Jamie
and Nia are going to have to learn fast if they’re going to survive Emanu and
rescue Danny Carpenter. There are only six days until the gate between worlds
closes again.
For good.
Author Bio
Anna Carolyn McCormally currently manages a small used bookstore
in Washington, D.C.. She has a tattoo of the Deathly Hallows and blogs about YA
fiction at www.giantsquidbooks.com.. Her short fiction and poetry has been
published in pacificREVIEW, Quantum Fairy
Tales and 3 am magazine. Follow
her on Twitter @mccormallie.
Links
EXCERPT
"The Captain grinned
up at them with a smile marred by gaps where he’d lost teeth and a layer of
brown rot over the crooked teeth that he still had. “And whadda you
want,” he spat through his disgusting grin. He, too, was brown-eyed— human.
“We need transportation,”
Jamie said, more bravely than he felt. Beside him, Nia tossed her hair and
crossed her arms, which he knew was what she did when she wanted to look
impressive.
The Captain raised his
eyebrows. “Sure y’do,” he said.
“We were told you were the
one to ask,” said Cal.
“Sure y’were.” The Captain
took a drink from the great dirty glass that rested beside him on the table.
Jamie was impatient. “So
can you help us?”
“Well,” the Captain said
thoughtfully, leaning back and surveying them with a glint in his squinty eye.
“Sure I can—the real question is, what do I get out of it.” Another long swig
disappeared into his mess of a beard. “We only take three currencies here.”
“What are they?” Jamie
asked hopefully.
“Gold,” blunted the
Captain. “Bodies, and magic.”
Jamie’s heart sank.
“We know boats,” Cal said.
(This was an exaggeration; Cal had worked on boats, at home, but neither Jamie
nor Nia had ever done more than ride on one.) “We can work.”
“I have a crew,” the
Captain said flatly. “What else have you got?” His eyes drifted across to Nia,
scanning her long hair and narrow shoulders and sloping profile with an
appraising eye. “Well if it isn’t a little witch,” he leered, his eyes
lingering on the locket.
Nia drew back sharply.
“But what pretty brown eyes,”
the Captain went on. “Not old enough to be with the Council yet?” He looked
back at Jamie. “She yours? We might make some kind of deal—”
It was only because Cal
grabbed her arm that Nia’s violent step forward was hindered. “I’m
sorry,” she growled, “am I his?” at the same time that Jamie said
flatly, “Don't even think about it.”
Cal put out a second hand
to grab Jamie’s forearm, pulling him and Nia back, one of them in each hand
like a pair of unruly dogs. “I think if we asked her,” Cal said, managing to
sound steady, “we’d find that she’s not for sale.”
The Captain was
unimpressed. “Just weighing your assets,” he said mildly.
Now Cal let go of Jamie
and Nia and took a step forward himself.
Because Jamie was the one
always getting into fights he found he had forgotten what an imposing figure
Cal made, eyes like storm clouds and nearly six-foot-three. In fact, with the
sword on his back, Jamie’s older brother almost looked like he knew what he was
doing."
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