Thursday, October 6, 2016

The Tyro (The Dreamwalkers of Larreta, Book 1) by Carol Holland March

Release date: September 19, 2016
Subgenre: Portal fantasy

About The Tyro

Larreta, home of the dreamwalkers, is being torn apart.

Rifts are forming and swallowing everything in their path. People, structures, entire villages, are disappearing. No one knows where the rifts come from or how to stop them. And they are getting worse.

Leo, a Senior Dreamwalker, is recalled from Earth, where he fled rather than face his failures. His heightened ability to connect with the past is crucial to combat the rifts. He’s drafted to train a handsome new dreamwalker, Jesse: a young man whose own talents are part of the solution to stopping the destruction.

Together, the two must form a complicated passage through time and space, and they can only succeed with mutual trust. First, Leo needs to overcome his personal demons in order to make the necessary connection. But getting closer is not something he wants to do, in spite of his attraction to Jesse. However, the fate of more than one world rests on their success. And time is running out.



The forests of Big Sur loomed at the top of the hill. Leo stepped on the gas. The Santa Lucia range towered above Highway 1, a two-lane highway that hugged the twisted coastline. He enjoyed the hairpin curves, the expanse of ocean stretching to the horizon on the right, the steep mountain cliffs.
In the forest, the light faded; he switched on the windshield wipers. A radio newscaster chattered about a cloudburst that had opened to the south. Leo floored the accelerator.
The tight curves of Highway 1 forced drivers to slow down so they didn’t plunge over the picturesque cliffs, but he had driven it so often he saw the turns ahead in his mind. His car handled well, so he didn’t heed the signs warning him to reduce his speed in poor visibility. The fog wasn’t that bad.
Jagged lines of whitecaps danced on the water. Distant thunder rumbled. Raindrops drummed a staccato beat. He closed the windows and increased the speed of the wipers. The cigarette was cold in the ashtray. Leo smiled. He enjoyed battling the weather.
As he started down the hill toward Bixby Bridge, the car was moving too fast. He took his foot off the accelerator and almost hit the brake, but decided it was safer to coast. He concentrated on steering in a straight line.
The water pooled on the bridge was deeper than it looked. With a sharp smack, the car plunged into it. Waves rose on either side. Leo clutched the wheel as he flew through a tunnel of water. He told himself not to get excited. A small mistake. The car would stop soon. Lightning cracked the sky, then thunder so loud Leo glanced involuntarily out the window.
When he looked back, a solid wall filled the windshield, sprawled across both lanes. A white box truck big as a mountain had appeared out of nowhere. Not moving. Damn. Blood pounded in his ears. Another mistake. If he hit that truck, it would be his last. And he’d never figure out what he forgot.
The car plowed through deep water while Leo noticed the patterns in the mist on the window, smelled stale tobacco, admired the indefatigable rhythm of the windshield wipers. He had plenty of time to squeeze through the space between the truck and the cement rail. He pressed his foot on the brake and yanked the wheel to the right. An image of Ann floated into his mind. He reached for her, but she turned into another woman running down a beach.
Time to come home, Leo.
The white truck filled his vision. Sampson Meats, Monterey, Ca in red block letters.
The car slammed into the cement wall. The impact threw him forward, then back. Gravity had been suspended. The car catapulted over the wall. As it fell toward open water, lightning illuminated the turbulent sea.
This wasn’t happening. It must be a dream.
The voice laughed.
A huge rock, triangular and right beneath him, rose through the waves. If the car landed on it, he would be toast. He wasn’t ready. Not today.


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About The Dreamwalkers of Larreta

That Day in the Desert is free on Amazon and Smashwords. Any one who gets it will get a link in the book to download Return to Radasam free! Both are short reads set in the world of the Dreamwalkers of Larreta.

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About Carol Holland March:

Carol Holland March lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico with two demanding dogs who offer their insight into the meaning of life in exchange for long bike rides and occasional treats. She writes stories about the mysteries that peek from behind the veil.
Her short fiction has appeared in numerous magazines and anthologies. The Tyro is the first volume of her fantasy trilogy, The Dreamwalkers of Larreta
Carol works as a coach for beginning writers and people in transition. She teaches about creativity, journaling and writing for personal development at the University of New Mexico.

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