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And now please welcome Lexi Ander! 
Title: Songs of the Earth, Sumeria's Sons #2Author Name: Lexi AnderRelease Date: November 10thBuy Link:  https://spsilverpublishing.com/product_book_info/coming-soon-c-2/products_id/1228/Author Links:Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/lexi.ander.9Twitter: @LexiAnder1Blog: http://lexiander.blogspot.com/Website: http://www.lexiander.comGoodreads:  http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6521302.Lexi_Ander
About Lexi:  Well, let me see... something that isn't on my book bio.  Caitlin can attest to the fact than I'm very tall.  I grew up with nicknames like "Too Tall Jones" and "Goliath".  It did make dating--I won't say hard,  I guess you could say I was excruciatingly self-aware as a teenager.  LOL!  The first boy I kissed stood on a skateboard to be my height.  I still remind myself to stand up straight.
I have two dogs.  Hoover is an Akita/Austrialain Shepherd mix.  He's has long, pretty white hair with brown spots.  Hoover loves people and dogs.  He's a meet and greeter.  Dyson is the baby at 11 months old.  He's a Bernese Mountain dog/Samoan mix.  Of course, that mix means lots and lots of black hair and I have been told his markings are undesirable but I think he's beautiful.  He's scared of everything.
SHORT BLURB:
As Tristan begins a new life with Ushna, he is confronted with lies and lifelong secrets. Unexpectedly finding himself matching wits with mythical creatures and demanding Gods and Goddesses, he must quickly learn to protect those he loves or risk losing everything that's become important to him.
EXCERPT FOR SUMERIA'S SONS, BOOK 2, SONGS OF THE EARTH
Chapter One
I sat on my horse, Dancing Socks, in the middle of the river that cut through my property. We were stuck, trapped between two creatures of myth and a Goddess of the Lycan race. Behind me, trying to protect me, were six of my warriors in Lupe battle form.I was in deep, deep shit. For the life of me, I couldn't see a way out. Two Shirdals―lion-eagles also known as gryphons―one in front of me and one behind, effectively cut off any escape I'd planned to make. There was no way Socks and I could outrun these Sumerian creatures of myth. But they were the least of my problems. What had my full attention was the woman standing before me.The Goddess Ki, clothed in a long flowing gauzy dress, wore a crown of ram's horns, with a bow and quiver of arrows over her left shoulder and a cudgel hung from her waist. She was holding a lion cub's leash while watching me with stern, assessing eyes."Tristan Javed Ksathra Janick, Prince of the Enkidu, do you know who I am?"How could I or any Lycan not know her? Regardless of what had happened today, I'd believed there was a solution. There was always a way out as long as I was breathing, but this, her, I couldn't fight and win."You are the Goddess Ki, consort of Enki, Lady Life, mother of all living things, Nourisher of Kings. I greet you, Goddess. Do with me as you will."The Goddess smiled a very white smile at me from across the water. "Come to me, Tristan. We have much to discuss," she commanded.I nudged Socks with my knees and she reluctantly finished crossing the stream, rolling her eyes at the Shirdal. Once out of the water, I guided her a safe distance to the side and dismounted, removing her wet saddle and blanket. Her muscles twitched as she held still for me.For a moment, I leaned my forehead on Socks's shoulder. She reached around and nibbled at my brown hair. Not a half hour ago, I had left the ranch to go for a ride. The morning had offered many revelations and events that would change the course of my life.I hadn't expected to find happiness after breaking the bond with my Twin Flame, Theo Sullivan. I hadn't planned on falling in love with my best friend, but I had. Last night, I'd made love to Ushna, and it had been the best night of my life. This morning I'd awakened to find out I was born of royal blood, and Ushna was my chosen consort. Before I could grasp what this meant, the Magi, Caspian MacCuill and a group of Lycan warriors invaded my home and tried to kidnap Ushna and blackmail my friend, Gregori Borchetta, which led to Ushna being shot trying to protect me.All I had wanted was an hour. One single, measly hour to get my thoughts in order and figure out what the hell to do next. Instead, I was trapped with no way to escape. The only thing I could do now was try to save as many lives as I could. No one stood up to a Goddess and lived.Reluctantly, I straightened and petted Socks's velvety nose. I reached over and removed her bridle, giving her a smack on the rump to send her away. With luck, she'd make it home safely and not be eaten.I turned to Ki, ready for whatever fate awaited me at the hands of a Goddess who hadn't walked the Earth in a very, very long time. I didn't take it as good fortune that she was here now."So gloomy, Tristan? Do you think so poorly of me that you expect to be struck down by my hand?" Ki asked, head tilted to the side as she looked at me with almond-shaped black eyes.The Shirdal lay at her feet, allowing the Goddess to scratch the feathers between its ears. It was surreal seeing two things that shouldn't exist in this modern world of skyscrapers, automobiles, space shuttles, and nuclear bombs. Yes, I had an altar in my room where I left burnt offerings to the Warrior Goddess Anat and Shamash, God of Justice. I believed in the Gods and Goddesses, but I never thought one would manifest into my world and actually speak to me."I don't mean to offend, Goddess. It's… well… this has been a very unusual day."She gave me another toothy smile and looked across the water to the Lupes and the other Shirdal. "Please call your warriors to you, Tristan. The Shirdals mean you no harm. They were only playing with you."I barely held in an ugly snort. Playing with me? I could imagine them playing with me as they tossed me about with their sharp beaks. I turned toward the Lupes and without a word, they entered the water, coming toward me in a straight line.By the time they'd crossed, they'd changed back into human form. The harshness of the Lupe vanished in so smooth a transition, anyone watching would have questioned what they'd seen but moments before. The warriors quickly came to me and there was much rubbing and touching as I allowed my men to reassure themselves I wasn't harmed. I brushed and stroked them in return until their apprehension sank to a tolerable level, though it didn't go away completely. How could it? There were two lion-eagles and a Goddess here with us, but the men felt better being close to me.I turned back to the Goddess Ki. I couldn't get the men to move farther away from me than arm's length and honestly, I couldn't blame them. Ki looked at each of my warriors, and I had to fight the urge to step between her and each man she eyed. I knew I couldn't protect them from a Goddess, but my body and brain weren't on the same page."You have chosen well in your royal guard. These men have good spirits," the Goddess said approvingly."Ah, that isn't exactly what happened." These men had given me a blood oath after they had invaded my territory on false orders provided by the Magi, Caspian MacCuill. It was either that or be judged and die by my hand for committing an act of aggression against the tribal alpha. Belatedly, I wondered if I had violated some God/Goddess 'oathing' rule. It's not like I'd had an instruction book to go by.The Goddess looked at me with a sharp eye. "We will get back to that in a minute. I want to know why you and your family have hidden from Us?"My temper flared at Ki's allegation. She had accused me of perpetrating a deception regarding something I hadn't known about nor had had a hand in. I struggled to contain my anger because this was a Goddess who could strike me down. "Pardon me? Goddess, I've hidden from no one.""It was only recently your magic has called to me. I should've felt you when you were born, and yet here you are. A grown man. Explain this to me."I ground my teeth together and felt my warriors move closer in reaction. They reminded me I was responsible for more than myself at the moment. "Goddess, I truly don't understand. How can I explain something I don't know myself? It was only earlier today I found out I was of royal blood.""How is it you did not know?" Ki scrutinized me, not believing me for some reason.What else could I tell her? I didn't know I was a prince until this morning. It was Ushna who had known what the Emblem of Enki meant. My family hadn't told me we were direct descendants of Enkidu. I'd spent my life as an unremarkable Lycan. Not once was there any indication that I was anything more than average until I claimed Ushna as my lover.I lifted my shirt to reveal the black iridescent scales of the twin snakes that wound up my chest, "I woke up with this today."Ki beamed with pleasure. "So, you have found and claimed your Twin Flame?"I think I may have turned a little green. "My consort is not my Flame."A little more than seven years ago, I had broken the bond between Theo Sullivan and myself. His lack of regard for me, coupled with his deception and lies, poisoned and almost killed me. The council had warned me I could die from the Breaking, but I'd taken my chances. Anything was better than being bound to a Twin Flame who barely tolerated me.I had Ushna now. My rock, my best friend, lover, and consort. I wouldn't change a thing that I'd endured because it had brought me to Ushna and his love."Do not jest, Tristan." The horror on her face wiped away any apprehension I'd felt a moment before."I'm not. I broke with my Twin Flame several years ago." There was nothing abhorrent about the relationship between Ushna and me.
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