FAIREST by K. S. Trenten

So, I’m hugely excited to write a post all about K. S. Trenten’s latest book, Fairest, an f/f fairytale retelling!

K. S. and I share the same publisher (Prizm Books), and I can’t wait to read this release! Plus, both K. S. and I will be taking part in Tanya Contois’s twitter party Tuesday 10th May at 3pm EST (which I think is 8pm UK time) which will take place under the #YAchat16 hashtag–so please come along to that. We’re both happy to answer any questions you may have about our books.

So, now onto more about Fairest… let’s take a look at the cover.

Gorgeous, right? I love the tones, the dark greens, the moodiness, so intriguing… and of course, it screams fairytale retelling!

Want to read the back cover copy? Luckily, I have it right here:

From childhood, her eyes have haunted me. She cursed me at birth, to fall under a sleeping curse. Everyone is afraid of her. Everyone thinks she’s my enemy. Only I can’t think of her as an enemy. There are too many secrets surrounding her, too many silences. Who exactly is she, the dark haired, pale beauty, who haunts the tower, my guardian, and my dreams? What is the truth about her? Is she truly a wicked witch? Or is she just a girl, as cursed as I am? No one wants me to face the truth. No one wants me to look too deeply. I’m not afraid of her, even if I should be. Come with me, as I visit my tower, the enchanted forest, a lonely cottage, and look into a magic mirror. Face my curse, even as I face the spindle in her hands. Sing the words of a magic spell, even as it looms over me, threatening to completely overcome me. For I refuse to afraid of her, even if everyone thinks I should be.

And K. S. has even given me permission to post this excerpt*:

*Please note, this excerpt is unedited, and may not be the final version of this scene that appears in the published book.

My first memory was of her dark eyes. They seemed to capture all the colors of my infant universe, even as they threatened to swallow me. Her eyes should have been terrifying, but they weren’t.

Her blood red lips moved, shaping words I could only dimly recall. My parents remembered them only too well, as did everyone else who’d gathered at the castle for my christening.

“I, too, have a gift for this child. She shall grow up, with all the beauty and promise of the dawn, but her sun will never rise.”

My mother told me she nearly swooned with terror at the look of sheer malevolence the witch gave to the sunbeams, playing about my cradle. She wanted to stop the witch from speaking, as did my father. No one could move, no matter how much they wished to. Everyone stood, still and motionless, spellbound by the witch’s gaze.

“Before the sun sets on the eve of her sixteenth year, the princess shall prick her finger on a spindle. With the first drop of her blood, a sleep will fall upon her, claiming her for a hundred years.”

My mother tried to call in another witch to remove the curse. My father burned every spindle he could find. However, nothing could lift the curse, for all their efforts. The witch had disappeared into a cloud of green smoke. No one could find her after my christening, despite many attempts to locate her. The only thing she left behind, besides her curse, was the memory of her dark eyes.

Sounds intriguing, right?

So, Fairest releases on May 11th (which is next Wednesday, and the day after the #YAchat16 that we’re both taking part in). Exciting stuff.

Preorder Fairest at Prizm Books and Amazon.

Contact K. S. Trenten:

K.S. Trenten at the Cauldrons of Eternal Inspiration at inspirationcauldron.wordpress.com, inspirationcauldron.blogspot.com, and cauldronkeeper.livejournal.com

K. S. Trenten’s Facebook Author Page.

@rhodrymavelyne at twitter.com

http://tumblr.com/rhodrymavelyne.blogspot.com

K.S.Trenten@Pinterest

K.S.Trenten@ goodreads.com