The Rebels of Caer City
Mara of the League Book 2
by Thomas M. Kane
Genre: Fantasy
Throughout five years at a strict boarding school, Mara has turned to her friend Annie-Rose for comfort. Now Annie has disappeared. Mara teams up with two other students – bold Gretchen and soft-spoken Ginny — to find her missing friend. Together, Mara, Gretchen and Ginny take on a conspiracy involving some of the most dangerous people in their world.
The Witches of Crannock Dale
Mara of the League Book 1
When an enemy army threatens eleven-year old Mara’s home, she makes up her mind to save her family, one way or another. But when the knights protecting her village arrest her favorite aunt for witchcraft, she discovers that the difference between friend and foe may not be as obvious as she once thought.
This is a story of war and espionage, set in a low fantasy world. It is also about a child getting to know her mother and father in a new way.
Thomas M. Kane is a fantasy author living high on a wooded hilltop. He taught international relations at a British university for close to twenty years and brings his insights concerning real-life war and politics into his fiction. He takes a character-based approach to writing, paying attention to his protagonists’ personal relationships and inner lives.
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Welcome back! I’m so glad your back! Do you want to share a favorite quote from the book?
Cheers for asking! I like the scene where Mara meets Kieran:
Suddenly, I felt an impulse. It felt a bit like climbing a limestone cliff in the dark. “Would you like to dance?”
Kieran raised his eyebrows in a puzzled expression. I felt myself panic. I wished I could take my words back. And I wondered what it was about me, that the idea of dancing with me should produce that reaction.
Kieran looked past me. He seemed to ponder. Then he met my eyes again. “I didn’t think . . .”
“What didn’t you think? I feared his answer, but I had no idea what it might be.
“I didn’t think you’d want to. I thought you seemed . . . serious.”
“I am. I am different, and I am serious, and I want to dance with you.”
Sounds great, thanks for sharing!
So glad you like it!