Winter is Here

I’m excited to announce that I have published Winter, the long awaited fifth book in my Dragonborn series. You can purchase your autographed copy of Winter from the online store link on my website, www.bretthumphreyauthor.com You can also purchase a paperback or ebook from Amazon if you prefer your books without an author’s signature. Either way, you’ll want to get your copy today! Please enjoy the excerpt below.

Protect the Weak!

Athas 12, 10,258

Duchy of Nirumbee

Kingdom of Theria, Planet Theria

Alister

I barely dove into the bush to the right of me in time to avoid the projectile fired at my head. I was already crawling through the dense brush by the time the tree I’d been standing in front of took the brunt of the impact that was meant for me. My heart pounded in my chest as I searched for a way out of my predicament.

“He’s over here,” a voice shouted behind me as I tried to slip away as quietly as I could.

The sound of feet running towards me let me know I was being surrounded and I only had a few seconds to decide on a course of action. If I could only transform into my dragon form, I could easily take out my opponents and fly away, but I was unable to do so. I continued to slowly crawl away, hoping the sound of my pursuers crashing through the underbrush would hide the sounds I was making in my escape, but I wasn’t hopeful I’d make it out of this situation unscathed. If I got captured and missed our wedding in two days, Aileene would kill me.

I took a deep shuddering breath and tried to ignore the sound of the pounding of my heart in an attempt to locate my attackers. Even though I was unable to utilize my magic or my shifter abilities, I still had my enhanced senses and super strength to rely on. If I could subdue one of them quietly and wrestle away a weapon, I might have a chance to escape. After a moment of concentration, I was able to locate my enemies by their breathing and heartbeats. There were four in front of me, three to my right, four to my left—and one behind me.

“Stand up,” a muffled voice said behind me as he cocked the weapon he was holding. I raised my hands, slowly stood and turned around. My captor was too far away for me to attempt to wrestle away his weapon but close enough he couldn’t miss as he pointed the weapon at my heart.

“You’re dead,” he said as his finger tightened on the trigger.

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