Release Day Blitz: Princess of the Damned - Wendy Knight
Title: Princess Of The Damned Series: Skeleton Key Author: Wendy Knight Genre: Young Adult, Urban Fantasy
What do you do when the face in the mirror isn’t yours?
Landon has never seen his own reflection. He saw hers instead. He grew up watching this girl in the mirror grow with him. Grew up memorizing every feature, every movement, every horror she endured. He can see into her palace, into the darkness she’s trapped in.
When he was little, he told his parents about her. They thought she was an imaginary friend, and they humored him.
But she didn’t go away.
And when Landon was seventeen, he fell in love with her.
She is a captive of the Queen of the Damned.
Now he’ll risk everything to try to save her—his life, his home, his entire world.
She nodded, a silvery tear snaking its way down her cheek.
“I will. Anything. Just tell me how.” He would have grabbed her hand to hold her to him if it were possible. His fear was gone—anything that could help him help Eiress was not something to be feared.
“I am…her mother…”
Landon swore again. Of course. It all made sense now.
She reached past him, touched the mirror again, and Landon turned to see it swirl away from Eiress’s empty chambers to an altogether different scene. A woman—the ghost in front of him—but still alive, knelt over the lifeless body of a young girl, maybe twelve years old. Her neck was torn, the ground around her soaked in blood. The woman sobbed as paramedics came, as cops came, as strangers with cameras came. A baby boy screamed on the floor next to her. They asked her questions. They asked her what had happened, and she couldn’t answer them. They asked her where her other little girl was. Her sweet little girl.
Where had Eiress gone?
The mirror swirled, time seemed to pass, and the woman sank into despair as she searched for her lost little girl. The funeral, the questions, the constant, never ending search. Someone came and took the baby away.
And then the swirling stopped. In the flashback, the woman stared at the mirror, sobbing, in the darkness.
Eiress appeared in front of her.
Landon recognized her. This was when he’d started seeing her, or soon after.
“Mama, please, I can’t stay long.” Eiress looked over her shoulder. “Please, stop looking. Please. Where I am—you can’t—you can’t save me. Please move on, Mama. I love you.” Eiress put her hand to the mirror.
The woman cried harder, raised her hand, reaching for Eiress—but Eiress screamed once and then was gone.
“I can’t save her. I can’t save her. I can’t…” The woman raised her head, eyes terrified, yet full of determination. “I can’t save her while I’m alive. But I can…” The next image was the woman, standing next to her own dead body.
She’d taken her own life.
An innovative and collaborative collection of fantasy stories, each with a Happily Ever After.
One magical key.
The turn of a lock.
An adventure of a lifetime.
The Skeleton Key finds those who are brave enough. Curious enough. Crazy enough. It only needs an unsuspecting hand and inconspicuous door. Magic uncoils and where the door leads, no one knows. The one way to discover the truth is to step through into a world of the exotic and untold.
If you dare to dream the impossible…
Unlock the Skeleton Key adventures.
Wendy Knight is the award-winning, bestselling author of the young adult series Fate on Fire and Riders of Paradesos. She was born and raised in Utah by a wonderful family who spoiled her rotten because she was the baby. Now she spends her time driving her husband crazy with her many eccentricities (no water after five, terror when faced with a live phone call, no touching the knives…you get the idea). She also enjoys chasing her three adorable kids, playing tennis, watching football, reading, and hiking. Camping is also big—her family is slowly working toward a goal of seeing all the National Parks in the U.S.
You can usually find her with at least one Pepsi nearby, wearing ridiculously high heels for whatever the occasion. And if everything works out just right, she will also be writing.