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Title: Uncharted
Author Name: Justine Alley Dowsett & Murandy Damodred
Page Count: 344 pgs.
Genre(s): Fantasy, Romance, Historical, Comedy, Adventure, Swashbuckling, Polyamoury
Release Date: April 17, 2017
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About the Book:
Fated to be a Priestess of Saegard, Meredith dreams of leading a normal life with a family and a home of her own, something she’ll never have if she swears her life to the Order. A chance encounter with a stranger in the sacred Celestial Chamber sends her previously well-ordered life into a tailspin of adventure and mayhem as she is blamed for the theft of a legendary artifact.
Now a fugitive, Meredith must join forces with Captain Reginald Lawrence, the son of the man who initially brought her to the Temple, and his enigmatic business partner, the charming yet at times infuriating, Grey Rhodes, to find the Celestial Bowl and clear her name. From the cosmopolitan capital of Saegard to the coast of Ismera and back again, Meredith’s journey will reveal the true nature of her past, present, and ultimately, her future.
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The door to her ‘room’ on The Clover was
just as she remembered it, although it seemed much smaller now that she was
older. No larger than a water closet, the addition on the backside of the
Captain’s Quarters that had been built for her was still there as though, after
all this time, it was waiting for her return.
Reaching for the small brass ring that
served as a handle, Meredith pulled the half-sized door open and was dismayed
to find that there was no way she’d fit inside the small space. It was filled
to the brim with all manner of junk. Tackle boxes, rope, a crate filled with
empty bottles, and a pile of soiled linen; her ‘bedroom’ had been repurposed
into the ship’s dumping ground.
This
is my room. For
no reason that she could fully articulate, Meredith felt indignant. Even if it’s been more than ten years, it
was built for me and I’m taking it back! The irrational desire to re-stake
her claim on something that hadn’t been hers for a decade took over and she
grabbed the nearest thing to her and turned with purpose, ready to hoist a
crate filled with empty liquor bottles over the railing and into the water
below.
“Whoa, hold on just a minute!” Captain
Laurent’s son grabbed hold of her arm before she could gain the height she
needed to throw the crate overboard.
His noble friend, minus his navy suit
jacket now, stood just behind him, almost as if staying out of her range. His
white shirt was nearly clean, though she could see where brownish grey stew coloured
the frills of his collar. Meredith felt only slightly guilty about her little
‘outburst’. He deserved it…he’s a jerk.
“No,” she stated, imploring him to listen,
“you destroyed my room and I’m taking it back. It’s the only home I ever really
had.”
“Your…room?” A light went on behind the
young Captain’s eyes. “That’s why it had a bed in there…I always thought it was
a dog house. Didn’t know why my dad would’ve wanted a dog aboard a ship, but he
was always doing all sorts of foolish things.”
“Like taking in strays?” Meredith demanded,
arching a brow disdainfully in his direction. “Is that what you’re implying?”
“Ah, no!” Reginald’s eyes went wide, his
hands going up in a defensive fashion. “No, of course not! My dad was always
winning strange sorts of stuff in poker tournaments. He was gambler.”
“Are you now implying that I was bought or
won in a card game, like some sort of…child slave?”
His eyes bugged even further out of his
head, if that was possible, and his cheeks flushed. “Ah…no…I mean…you weren’t,
were you?”
“Of course not!”
“So now that we’ve established that you
aren’t a stray dog or a child slave,” the noble interjected in a no-nonsense
tone of voice, his grey eyes dark, “do you mind telling us who you are and what
you’re doing here?”
Meredith fought the urge to laugh because
the bit of mushy carrot in his hair was so at odds with his expression.
“I am here because I need passage out of
Saegard. I fell in the water, got drenched, then walked here during the night.
I was cold, wet, and badly bruised…from my fall. No one was around on deck, so
I thought I would warm up inside. I took my clothes off to dry so I wouldn’t
catch a cold and I used the silks because they were all I could find. That’s
when I fell asleep. And I would have told you all of that, if you weren’t being
such a jerk!”
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Meet the Authors:
Justine Alley Dowsett
From obtaining her BA in Drama at the University of Windsor to becoming an entrepreneur in video game production and later, publishing, Justine Alley Dowsett's unswerving ambition has always led her to pursue her dreams. She lives in Windsor, Ontario and dedicates her time to writing and publishing fiction novels. When not focusing on growing her business, she enjoys role-playing with friends and developing new ideas to write about.
Murandy Damodred
With a background in Drama and Communications from the University of Windsor, Murandy Damodred enjoys fantasy fiction with strong romantic subplots. She is an avid role-player and is happiest when living vicariously through her characters. Though she'd rather think of herself as the heroine of her next novel, in the real world she is an expert in sales and management living in Windsor, Ontario.
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