About the Book
Author: Rita Stradling
Genre: YA Fantasy
In seventeen year old Dakota Kekoa’s line of work, a job can go bad in a split second.
And when a job goes bad, people die.
Suspended from working as a tax collector in her draconic family’s protection racket, Dakota is assigned a secret mission from her grandfather. A foreign queen has offered a grave insult to Dakota’s grandfather by running a vampire dinner cruise off the coast of the Mabiian Islands, and his retribution must be swift.
Yet, when Dakota infiltrates the ship ‘Crimson Sunset’, nothing is at it seems. In a split second, not only is Dakota in deathly peril, all of New Anglo is on the road to war.
Rita Stradling is the author of The Deception Dance series, the Dakota Kekoa series and The Fourteen Day Soul Detox Serial. She has a BA in Art History and a particular love for modern and medieval art.
Rita lives with her husband and son in Northern California.
She has an insatiable novel addiction and mostly reads young adult and adult: romance, paranormal, urban fantasy and high fantasy.
Author Website: http://ritastradling.wixsite.com/rita-stradling-books
One minute there was a growing mass of limbs the size of a mid-sized car sprawling across the golf course lawn, the next, only my little eastern portal purse sat nestled in the grass. That strange shimmering line between us did not vanish, it instead changed its direction to lead straight down to the ground.
I looked back up to my uncle Glacier.
He shook his head ever so slightly. “Do not even think about it. That’s an order Dakota!”
“I’m suspended from taking orders!” I dove for the purse. A second later, three bodies smacked into mine, pining me to the ground.
When one of my not-so-well-known uncles and cousin soldiers wrested me into showing both my hands, Glacier looked at my closed mouth where I had already shoved the purse in, sticking my tongue through the portal.
I looked up at Glacier, seeing the pure terror wafting off his soul as he shoved his fingers into the sides of my jaw. His soul was a solar flare of fear; I’d never seen so much fear condensed into one place before. His thumbs dug into the sides of my face.
Even though I was sure I was going to have two perfect bruises, I locked my jaw.
“Damn it, Dakota!”
I straightened my lips into a sort-of smile. I couldn’t help it; I’d never heard Glacier swear before in my entire life.
“Don’t do this! At least let me go with you!” he shouted in my face.
I shook my head, sudden tears coursing down my face. My last thought was, ‘oh gods, I hope Wyvern cleared a path for me,’ as my body was suddenly stretched like a noodle and pulled through the portal.