ReBirth by Azshure Raine

ReBirth Zodiac SeriesBook OneAzshure Raine
Genre: Romantic Fantasy, Sword and Sorcery, MythologicalPublisher: Shadow Spark PublishingDate of Publication: 7/25/23ISBN: 979-8853443730ASIN: B0C97CSLTJNumber of pages: 389 pagesWord Count: 103kCover Artist: Azshure Raine
Tagline: One more, one last time
Book Description: 
Time is something we all have too much of and too little. Our world turns at the mercy of the clock. Gaea is one of those worlds. The world has been reset Twelve times.
ReBirth: Zodiac Book One is a romantic fantasy novel with “Final Fantasy” level storytelling. It tells the tale of the Gaea’s thirteenth cycle through multiple POVs, energetic prose, and deep world-building.
If Titans, Zodiac, Star-Crossed lovers, and villains you love to hate are your thing, then grab an apple, pick up a copy, and may Fate smile upon you.
Threads of gold, ancient and dangerous, pull them together; a bond neither can deny.
Jase Raion receives an unexpected assignment—locate and retrieve a girl he was certain was dead.
Expecting nothing, he goes to Brighton—a port town on the island of Aria—and finds her.
The girl who escaped the fall of Aria.
The girl who bears the symbol of Eternity.
The girl whose blood the Titan of Time thirsts for.
Liya Fairaway, the Princess of Aria, and his target.
The moment he sees her, he knows she is not safe, from the Zodiac meant to protect her, the Titan of Time, nor his father—the King of Chall.
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Excerpt:

Time gripped thespear’s shaft in her chest until her hand bled. A thousand years of being leftpinned to the roots of the Mother Tree by Fate gnawed at her.

Groaning, she threwher head back, her long white hair dingy from the dirt and overgrowth. It stuckto the bark and pulled, causing stinging to roll through her skull.

Her chest heaved infrustration as she let out a primal scream before releasing the blood-red metalof the weapon. The tips pierced between her navel and breasts. She drew up thelength of the captured arm with her free hand, tracing the tattoos with herblood. The red contrasted magnificently with the pale blue of her skin.

Throughout thetwisted root cave, slivers of her power, thin golden threads, glittered acrosseverything, waiting to catch prey in its nets.

Light at the end ofthe tunnel flickered, causing Time’s lips to curl into a devilish smile. Cometo me. I could use the entertainment.

A rush of wind filledthe hollow space, feathers scattering toward her in a kaleidoscope of black andwhite.

Time chuckled, lowand deep. It’s her.

Her ex-lover steppedinto the curtained sunlight and took slow, purposeful steps forward. Fate heldher head high. Long black and white hair hung over her shoulders; the twocolors parted directly down the middle. Time’s lip quivered as Fate ran herhand through her hair. Irresistible as ever. Her still gorgeous wings—onewhite, one black—spread behind her shoulders. Fate paused in the cavern anddismissed her wings with a flick of her wrist. Feathers rained down,disappearing into dust.

Time moved, herjoints popping and her face twisting into a sinister grin. “Fate, my love,you’ve finally come,” she paused as a cloaked man peered into the cave, “tovisit.”

So, she brought therabble. How quaint.

Fate squared her shoulders.“I came to end this.”

“Is that so?” Timewent slack; resting her free hand on the shaft of the Spear of Souls, tracingthe metal with her gaze, she recalled the betrayal. How Fate and the Keeperscornered her, impaled her to the Mother Tree, and how the look of fear in theKeeper of Stars’ eyes when she sought her revenge before succumbing to theweapon and shattering him into twelve still gave her satisfaction. Like MotherUrth and Father Sky, he would never walk Gaea again. Time’s neck cracked as shefocused on the man huddled at the entrance. The threads stretching through thedarkness shifted as he entered. Time’s lips parted as she slid her tonguebehind her teeth. “Then why did you bring him?”

The Prophet.

He was the key to herchains, as foretold by the Eternal Clock. The Prophet flinched at her lowchuckle.

“Stay back,” Fatesnapped before he could push past. “Whatever you do, don’t touch her.”

“Oh, please?” Timemoaned, running her hand over her throat. “It has been so long.”

“Silence.” Fateplaced her hand on the spear’s shaft, remaining out of Time’s reach. Thin wispsof charcoal smoke rolled over Fate’s shoulder, cascading down to the weapon,the ends darkening as death’s power inched toward Time. Resting her head on thebark, Time stared at the stray white hairs caressing her breasts. Slow, agonizingdeath was in her future.

The flash of bluesand reds of the Prophet’s cloak caught her gaze as he paced uneasily behindFate, his hand worrying at his chin.

Letting her head roll to the side, Time said, “I feltit, you know. When your daughter was born.”

About the Author:
Azshure Raine is a mostly stay-at-home mom of 3. She and her husband, Ryan, have been happily married for 13+ years and originally met in a MMO.
Her day job is sticking things to newborns, and by sticking things to newborns, she means hearing screens.
In her free time, she hangs out with her black cat, Luna, and keeps three small humans from killing each other. To maintain her sanity, she now writes. And she may or may not have a thing for apples.
Website: http://www.azshurerainenovels.com
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