Riley Moon is the title of my book and the name of the main character. It is a dizzying imaginative story about heroes and villains, it is set in a fantastic magical world not to different from our own. The only thing that separates us is time.
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Riley Moon Curse of the Dragon. Is a Fantasy Adventure Story filled with wicked villains and fantastic creatures. Its not your average, Kill the Dragon with one swipe story. The dragons in my book are highly intelligent Magical Creatures that plot to control civilization. Yes, they also have big teeth and bad breath. They prefer to use fiendish spells and manipulate intricate scenarios filled with death and despair. The level of their highly calculated evil plans will unfold during the coarse of the series.
In the first book Curse of the Dragon. You meet Riley Moon, he is a very unlikely hero. Other than being a Selvain, a race of people from the elemental realm of earth, he is just an average boy with a crush on the daughter oh his slightly ecentric human neighbor. Her name is Katinka, she is Riley's best friend and a presumptuous young magic user. Together they will be called upon to gather a team of dragon hunters. This is the story of Riley Moon.
Riley will discover he is gaining priestly abilities. When I say Riley gaining priestly abilities it is not in the typical straight lace depiction of a religious priest. In his dreams he communes with Avenu. She is the Mother of all worlds including ours. All the elements are a part of her, but she still has no physical ability to directly affect our world, so she must endow those she believes can help her with special Magical Powers. For Riley to control these powers he must first learn to believe in himself.
Riley and Katinka will meet up with Mordian, a Streetwise Necromancer and Certsey his girlfriend a Punky Illusionist. They will also be introduced to Alerick a laid back trickster and Ariona an exceedingly acrobatic fighter thief. Together they become a fun spirited group who travel to new and exciting places in their quest to kill Emi the Evil Dragon Lord and undo the damage of the Curse of the Dragon.
One of my close friends who helped me work out some of the sub plots, Said I had combined a spectacular detailed timeline with Massive Wars and Fighting Action like in Lord of the Rings, with youthful mischievous characters like from Harry Potter. If that was even possible.
I don't think it compares to anything, I think the characters are relative to kids today, some are a little Goth and others are quirky and sassy. They like to have fun, party a little, and in the end save the day.
The timeline is also unique. In my story all the action happens after the destruction of our culture. It is a thousand years after everything we know has been destroyed. Only small groups of humans have survived. In Curse of the dragon they find a library that had been buried, In kings of Etlanthia we will learn more of who or what survives from our Civilization.
The bottom line is Riley Moon Curse of the Dragon is a story about a group of teenagers that ultimately will be swept into the fight to defend the Earth and all its inhabitants. Together Riley, Katika, Mordian, Certsey Alerick and Ariona will become best friends and learn about what it takes to believe in each other and themselves. This is the beginning of a new group of SUPERHEROES, that we will all love and believe in.
Riley Moon Curse of the Dragon is just a great, feel good book for anyone, especially teens.
It is my first book and the beginning of a fantastic adventure.
I picked up a wood barrel full of hemp oil and joyfully asked Kat
if she wanted to light the lamps with me. She always did. There were
half a dozen lanterns on the porch, they were already lit. We started
on the row of twelve large blown glass lamps that highlighted the path
to the barn. The walkway curved all the way down to where it met the
main road. Each light was hung on a heavy wooden post, connected by
a cobblestone wall that stretched the entire length of the drive. There
were four more lamps on the end, two on each side, set close under a
carved sign that read, “Alester Moon and Son, Woodworkers.”
The trees are so thick along this part of the road, sometimes it
appears as if the road is an endless tunnel, only separated by a few
small towns and a few patches of sunlight that break threw the tree
tops. Wild blackberries grow along the way leaving a sweet smell in
Lighting the lamps went quickly. Kat knew a trick her father
taught her. She could light the wicks of the lamps without a stick of
wood or a lamp that was already lit. The same way Lou could light
cards on fire. A trick Lou taught her when she was young. With a
simple snap of her fingers it was like sparks came out of her hand.
No matter how many times I watched her do it. I could not figure it
out. She sure made lamp lighting easy.We were
lighting the lamps around the sign, when we first heard
horses coming from the south up the road. The trees that lined
the road amplified the rumble of the oncoming carriages. Kat was
excited, nights seem to go by quicker with a few Passerbys, and we
could get a better look standing right by the road. I didn’t mind. I
was always hoping for a kiss, in the romantic lamplight. Even if I
knew that it would never happen. Kat didn’t want to be known as
the girl who kisses Selvain boys. I still liked to try.
A single rider came first, he was dressed in dark clothes. He flew
by us, continually beating his heavily panting horse with a whip,
pushing it to run faster. That’s when the carriage came into view,
pulled by two jet black stallions, its silver lamps lit up the road.
It must be someone important because the coach’s bright metal
fixtures and finely polished sides glimmered in the moonlight. It
was moving a little fast for the dirt roads in these parts.
Then something terrible happened! When they reached the
bend in the road that hugged the property by the far end of the
barn, it looked like the wheels got stuck in a rut, ripping the heavy
cartwheels apart, separating the axles from the cab.
The horses fell forward dropping to the ground, their harnesses
were torn apart. The driver was thrown forward, followed by the cab
of the carriage now separated from the wheels rolling sideways over
the horses, and then over the driver, crushing his legs as the cab slid,
settling on its side. It did not seem such a wreck could be possible.
Carriages don’t just stop when moving at full speed. Wheels don’t
shatter, horses don’t trip.
Abruptly the door on top of the cab slammed opened, two
figures climbed out. Jumping down they immediately darted away
from the crash into the woods opposite the farm.
I ran to the barn to get a portable lamp. Kat moved slowly up
the road, I quickly ducked through the trees to catch up with her.
Calling out, “Kat wait up you can’t see a thing.”
As I got closer, I could hear odd shrieking sounds like I’d never
heard before, dreadful sounds I thought were coming from the
injured horses. The high pitched shrieks continued, followed by
six of the strangest shaped mounts I’d ever seen. Riding them were
cloaked figures, their eyes glowed their faces seemed to shimmer in
the dim light. One of the figures pointed toward us, shouting in a
tongue I’d never heard before. Two of the riders darted down the
road, in our direction, passing us by. I finally got a shocking glimpse
of their unique animals as they passed.
They weren’t horses at all. Their mounts ran on two legs, were
scaled and had a beak like a parrot. Not to mention a thick tail that
stretched to the ground. The creatures lowered their heads as they
ran forward grunting. They followed in the direction of the single
rider who passed us very quickly.
Then the leader pointed to the forest where those who left the
wreck had escaped. Two more robed figures darted into the woods
after them. The creatures navigated the wild blackberries well,
jumping over the large bushes disappearing into the infinite network
of the dark forest.
The lead rider approached the wreck and dismounted. As strange
as it seems, he reached out touching the cab. Its wood walls that
shined started to lose their luster. Floors and axels seemed to bend
and warp. Leaving a pile of unidentifiable wreckage, no one would
know was once a carriage.
As the cab crumbled apart, it exposed a hurt passenger. His
animal immediately bit into the leg of the injured man lifting him
out of his would-be coffin, now a pile of rubble.
The last rider moved his mount forward, with a word I did not
understand and with a yank of the reigns, the second odd beast
lunged forward grabbing the man in its oversized beak by the chest.
In seconds he was ripped apart by the ferocious creatures.
Not believing what I was seeing I held up my lamp. The two
men caught my eye. The leader on the ground pointed and yelled.
His counterpart prepared to charge, pulling out a spiked club. The
ghastly creature he was riding let out a horrifying jeer, lowering its
head, it was going to charge.
In anticipation we attempted to dodge the incoming threat. I
don’t understand how we had not noticed walking into a patch of
heavy weeds. The plants by the side of the road had just reached out,
entangling our feet holding us in the path of the rushing villain.
Kat in a smashing blow knocked the lantern from my hand
spilling the oil on the growing plants, sparking the oil with her
special talent, creating a fire charring the plants that clung to our
The flash also caused the now charging beaked creature to rear
back dropping its rider, who lost control falling forward loosing his
heavy club. It slid on the ground toward me, as the rider took a
detrimental bounce twisting his neck with a cracking sound. His
startled beast took a chance at freedom running off into the woods.
Even though its spikes were almost as big as me I grabbed the
club, placing myself in between Kat and the mangled figure on the
ground, waiving it in a defensive motion. Everything was happening
so fast. It took a moment to realize the rider was dead from his fall.
I turned toward the leader, Yelling. “You will not hurt her.” He just
leered back with malcontent. His eyes reflecting, like an animal in