Tuesday, May 5, 2020

Toga (Arca, Book 5) by Karen Diem

Release date: May 5, 2020
Subgenre: Superheroes, Time Travel

About Toga:

 

Go home, myths , you’re drunk.

After a magical accident, part-time superhero Zita Garcia and her two closest friends wake up stranded in an ancient Greece that could only have existed if all the myths were real and somewhat inebriated.

Unfortunately, they can only leave with help from the locals, not all of whom are friendly. The dryads are downright deadly, and even the normally chatty centaurs aren't talking. To convince them to assist, Zita and her friends will have to go questing, just like in all the classic fantasy novels. The ones Zita never bothered to read.

If they win, they’ll get the help they need.

If they don’t, they better get used to togas.

Toga is the fifth in the Arca superhero urban fantasy series and includes deliberate historical inaccuracies, immoderate language, lame sexual innuendo, and comic book violence.

 

Excerpt:

 

She had no idea what she was doing wrong, but making the mistake was awesome.
Snow flew beneath shapeshifter Zita Garcia’s snowboard as she sped down the gentle mountain slope, leaning eagerly into the chill wind. She focused, letting her body find its balance naturally, despite the delightful speed and unfamiliar sensation of having both feet bound to the board. This was worth the money for the secondhand gear. I needed to get out of my home gym and away from my weight set.
Fiercely, she shoved aside the memories of the endless search of the mudslide for the missing, especially the last few days where she found only the dead. She fixed her gaze on a small snowbank between two trees. Her mood lightened as she contemplated it. That could work as a tiny ramp. I’m certain I’ve got going straight correct; it’s turning that I have to master. Since my Arca form’s identical to my natural body, other than the hair, face, pointy ears, and fingerprints, it should be a fair test whether I’ve got it without being too risky. Unless the long hair throws me off. Por supuesto, if I could figure out how to use that like a rudder or a cheetah’s tail to turn, I’d be ahead of the game.
Zita shook her head to make the long black braid down her back settle into a more comfortable position. She chuckled at her own silliness. The noise temporarily silenced the jeering birds, which had been the only sound on the isolated mountain other than erratic wind gusts shaking the trees and the crisp slide of snow under the snowboard.
Her sole companion didn’t speak. He rarely did.
She craned her neck to see where the taciturn mercenary was and glimpsed him weaving in and out of the trees on a course paralleling her own. Although his speed matched hers, his movements still held an economical strength and control she envied. He gets the fun run while I’m on the baby course? He might be the teacher, but I’ll catch up. Of course, if I fall behind a little, he does provide eye candy. I bet you could bounce quarters off… I need to focus on what I’m doing and stop ogling the poor man.
Warmth spread through her as the familiar presences of her two best friends filled her mind.
Trying to keep irritation from her mental voice—they might need her for something important—Zita sent, Hey guys! What’s up? I’m in the middle of something.
Can you come to the air park right now? Wyn sent.

 

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About Karen Diem:

 

Karen Diem is an independent fantasy author who loves books (not really a surprise), RPGs, animals (especially big dogs and fat cats), music, and superheroes. She's married and lives tucked away with her family somewhere, where they subsist on peanut butter sandwiches far more often than may be healthy. In her previous life, Karen was a nonfiction author and a number of less interesting things.  

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