Sunday, March 5, 2017

Blog Tour: Game of Shadows by Erika Lewis with Excerpt & Giveaway!


Ethan Makkai thought that seeing ghosts was the worst of his problems. Between his ethereal gift and life with a single mother hell-bent on watching his every move, he feels imprisoned. When Ethan sees a chance to escape, to leave the house by himself for the first time in his life, he seizes it, unaware that this first taste of freedom will cost him everything.

Ethan is thrown into a strange and eerie world, like nothing he's ever seen. He's assaulted by dive-bombing birds and rescued by a stranger who claims to be his bodyguard. His apartment is trashed, and his mother is kidnapped to a place Ethan never knew existed—a hidden continent called Tara.

Traveling to Tara in search of his mother, Ethan discovers that everything he knows about his life is a lie. His mother is royalty. His father is not dead. His destiny is likely to get him killed.

Confronted by a vicious sorcerer determined to destroy the Makkai family, Ethan must garner strength from his gift and embrace his destiny if he’s going to save his mother and all the people of Tara, including the beautiful girl he’s fallen for.



“A fantastical journey that I didn’t want to end!” ―Sherrilyn Kenyon, #1 New York Times bestselling author

“It’s impossible to put this riveting page-turner down!” ―Stan Lee, author, editor, actor, and former president and chairman of Marvel Comics

“This book’s got heart . . . a wonderful adventure.” ―R. A. Salvatore, New York Times bestselling author of The Hunters Blades novels

“One of those thrilling tales you can’t put down . . . the perfect blend of imaginative world-building and nonstop action wrapped up in a compelling mystery.” ―D.J. MacHale, New York Times bestselling author of Pendragon and The SYLO Chronicles

“We were hooked. This is an adventure story for the ages.” -- John Barrowman & Carole Barrowman, authors of the Hollow Earth trilogy & Conjuror

“Riveting from the start.” ―Steven Gould, author of Jumper

“Lewis has created a whole new world that is at once exciting and affecting. . . . She weaves a web of mythology that is both reminiscent of the Celtic world and redolent of the unique creation of a rich and fertile imagination.”―Dara Hellman, Lecturer, Celtic Studies Program, University ofCalifornia, Berkeley

“This way.” General Niles walked toward two horses, one black and the other chocolate brown, grazing under a tree. Ethan followed slowly, his heart pounding harder against his chest with each step closer to them. There was only one thing in the world he was deathly afraid of—horses.
For the past two summers, his mother forced him to take horseback-riding lessons at a ranch about an hour outside of L.A. The lessons ended up being more like stunt training. Every horse he got on invariably ended up tossing him off. One got stung by a bee and took off at a gallop so fast Ethan fell into the pricker bushes that lined the trail. It took him over an hour to get them out of his legs. Not to mention his back was sore for weeks. He swore he’d never get on another horse, and he wasn’t about to change his mind.
When Ethan and the general came within a few feet of the brown horse, he looked up and snorted as if he could smell Ethan’s fear.
“Devlin is one of our fastest horses,” Niles told Ethan. “A present from my family to you.” The general pointed to a dirt road on the other side of the horses. “It’s a short ride along this path to Weymiss.” He walked over, untied Devlin’s reins from the tree, and held them out to Ethan.
He put up his hands. “General, I can’t accept such a . . . large present.”
“Nonsense,” he dismissed. “Shall I give you a leg up? Or can you manage it?”
“You know, I think I’ll walk. Legs are stiff. All that sitting on the ship.” Ethan started down the dirt path.
A few seconds later General Niles trotted up next to him on the black horse, leading Devlin behind him. “It’s a long way on foot. Please, let me help you on. If you’re scared, I can lead the horse. I did it for my children when they were learning to ride.”
“Do I look like I can’t ride?” Ethan lied. “I just need to stretch my legs, that’s all.”
After a few more steps, the general asked, “Are they limber enough yet?”
Ethan glared up at Niles and let out an aggravated sigh. “Fine.” He spun around and walked over to Devlin’s side. His heart clamoring, Ethan stared at the saddle for a beat, and then lifted his left foot to the height of the stirrup. It was so high he managed to get only the tip of his shoe into it. He pushed off with his right leg, but Devlin moved. His left foot slipped out of the stirrup and he fell, landing on his butt.
Ethan cursed and dusted himself off.
The general bit his lip to keep from laughing. “Sure I can’t help?”
Ethan ignored Niles and walked back to Devlin. He pulled the bridle down so the horse was forced to turn his head and Ethan could look him in the eye.
“Hold still,” he hissed.
Devlin lifted his nose, yanking the bridle out of his hand. Determined, Ethan walked to the horse’s side again, lifted his left leg, and this time, managed to slide his shoe in the stirrup securely only to realize his leg was so high he couldn’t push off with his right leg at all. He was stuck in a ridiculously embarrassing position.
Without saying a word, General Niles dismounted. He came behind Ethan, grabbed his right leg, and tossed it up and over the saddle.
“You’re most welcome,” the general said, handing Ethan the reins. Then he climbed back on his horse.
Devlin whinnied as Ethan shifted nervously in the hard leather saddle, praying he wouldn’t throw him off.
“Sit tall, grip with your knees, lean back on the run, and you’ll be an expert soon enough,” Niles instructed, making it sound so easy. He made a clicking sound and nudged his horse.
Sit tall . . . grip with my knees . . . okay, just breathe. I can do this. The horse ambled down the path. “Good boy. That’s it. Nice and slow.”
Niles kicked his horse again, bringing him to a trot. Devlin mimicked and suddenly every part of Ethan bounced, his butt pounding repeatedly into the saddle.
“Oh no . . .” Yanking the reins, he said, “Walk boy. Slow down.”
But Devlin didn’t slow down. Instead, he jerked his head, turned off the path and took off at a full gallop, heading into a wide, open field.
“Stop!” Ethan grabbed hold of the horse’s mane and tugged, but that only seemed to piss off Devlin more. The horse tossed his head from side to side, trying to throw Ethan off.
Green splotches mixed with yellow specks whizzed by. The reins slipped from Ethan’s grasp. He latched his arms around Devlin’s neck, hoping the tempermental beast would take the hint and slow down, but he didn’t. Devlin moved even faster.
Ethan’s knees strained, gripping the saddle, trying to stay on. Devlin pivoted right, trying to avoid a white horse that suddenly appeared in front of him. Ethan slipped down in his saddle. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold on. Panicked, he looked for help from the rider on the white horse a second before she catapulted onto him, sending him crashing to the ground.
Ethan hit, hard, landing on his chest. The attacker fell on his back, knocking the wind out of him. Showing no mercy, she sat up, pinning him to the ground, and making it impossible for him to catch his breath.
Ethan rolled, taking his attacker with him, until he was on top of her, and staring into the most beautiful, livid green eyes he’d ever seen. Their faces inches apart, a subtle, spicy lavender scent dusted his nostrils as he sucked precious oxygen back into his lungs.
“Sorry . . .” Captivated, he leaned up and started to climb off her. Before he could wipe the stupid grin off his face, she kneed him in the stomach, winding him again.
Ethan fell on his back, clutching his gut, and glowered up at the sky wondering what he could have done so wrong in his life to deserve a day like today. He’d abandoned his mother to kidnappers. He deserved exactly what he was getting, and worse.
He started to stand when he felt sharp, cold steel slide against his neck.
“I wouldn’t do that!” There she was again. Standing just out of arms reach, ready to cut his head off with a long sword. In formfitting brown pants, ankle-high black boots, and a white short-sleeve shirt, she had a long blond braid that reached all the way down her back.
Ethan raised his hands, surrendering. He had been miserably wrong. “Beautiful” wasn’t the right word. More like . . . Fatally attractive.
“Be glad I didn’t aim lower, thief.” She glanced at his groin then lowered the sword, pressing the tip against his chest, right over his heart. “The penalty for stealing a horse isn’t usually death, but then again, Devlin is my brother Adam’s horse!” She fisted the grip with both hands, raised it a few inches, preparing to do what? Kill him? Over a stupid horse?
“Lily! Stop!” General Niles yelled.
Annoyed, she rolled her eyes and lowered the blade, resting it on his chest again.
“What do you think you’re doing?” The general pulled his horse to a stop a few feet from them and dismounted.
“I was patrolling when I saw you chasing after this diminutive who’d stolen Devlin,” Lily explained.
“First I’m a thief and now I’m a diminutive?” Ethan snapped.

“One’s not exclusive of the other,” Lily tossed back. She circled her sword over his gut, taunting.


Erika Lewis graduated from Vanderbilt University with a degree in Math. And what do you do with a degree in Math? You become a writer of course… eventually…

She moved to the west coast following her dream to work in television. And after fifteen glorious years developing and producing for truly awesome places, like Sony Pictures Entertainment, Fireworks Television, 20th Television, that’s a division of Fox if you didn’t know that, and then at G4, where she could finally be free to be the nerd she had always been. She had more collectible toys in her office than even the famed executive producers of ATTACK OF THE SHOW and XPLAY. At least that’s the way she remembers it.

So how did this circle back to the beginning of this bio? A Math major becoming a writer? Because she’d actually always been a writer, she just never told anyone. She would write and write, edit and edit, then realize that it wasn’t good enough and go back in for yet another pass. And when she finally had several projects she really loved, that’s when she knew it was time to unleash them to the world.

Her first project, a graphic novel, THE 49TH KEY, is currently being featured in Heavy Metal Magazine, and will be released in trade in summer, 2017. Along with her amazing partner, Jessica Chobot, she’s currently working with LINE Webtoon and Legendary Comics on FIREBRAND, an ongoing comic series. Her first novel, GAME OF SHADOWS hits the bookstore shelves February 28th, 2017 from TOR/Forge Books, an imprint ofMacmillan Publishers.

There are several other really exciting projects that you will be hearing much more about soon, but if she leaked them now, she’d get in big, big, big trouble. She resides in the sunshine state of California. When she’s not chained to her laptop, she’s usually playing with her big fluffy Golden Retriever, or running, or at one of the bookstores or comic shops by her house. And always drinking coffee.



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