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The Omen of Stones

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Spirit and Stone, Song and Sky, Fate and Future all align.

The Omen of Stones is a YA fantasy romance with magic and adventure on every page. 

I’m so excited to finally share my next YA Fantasy with you. The Omen of Stones is written in the world of When Wishes Bleed, but it is not Tauren and Sable’s story, though they are part of it. If you loved Tauren and Sable’s story, I think you will fall even deeper in love with this world and these characters with The Omen of Stones, a story that began with the prince and the witch who stole his heart, and continues through the life and eyes of their son, River. 

Keep scrolling to read an exclusive excerpt. And feel free to join my FB reader group for behind-the-scenes fun, giveaways and prizes. 

If you haven't delved into the magic of Sector Thirteen and the Kingdom of Nautilus, of royalty and witches... When Wishes Bleed is now available at Amazon and enrolled in Kindle Unlimited for those who subscribe. 

You can read Omen without having read When Wishes Bleed, but I recommend you read WWB first, because there is a LOT of background in that book that leads to Omen. <3

I hope you love Omen as much as Wishes. <3
-Casey

Enjoy an exclusive excerpt from the book: 

Copyright Casey L. Bond 2020

The room was packed with witches and humans alike, all dressed in their finery, an array of vibrant colors and rich blacks. The gift from my parents sat heavily on my head, a thick silver crown I didn’t want but couldn’t refuse. 

That was yet another conversation we needed to have soon, but not tonight. Mom and Dad wanted to have a night of fun and peace without worrying about the Purists or their incessant attempts to drag our family through the mud. For once, so did I. Fun and peace sounded like sweet relief.
 
Almost everyone caroused on the dance floor as musicians played upbeat songs. Mira even pulled me onto the dance floor once. I thought she just wanted to have fun, but her ploy became apparent when Brecan sent the confetti and glitter into the air, coating everyone dancing. The guests loved it. Laughter filled the hall, echoing across the ceiling. 

Though the room was filled with people, I only knew a handful in attendance. Brecan brought his witches from the House of Air, all arrayed in pale blue and white robes. Their tastefully muted tones set them apart from the Fire witches led by Ethne, who were bedecked in sumptuous tones of pomegranate red, sunset orange, and turmeric yellow. Mira’s Water witches were garbed in a mixture of dark blue shades that ranged from the glossiest sapphire to the blackest of navy, while the witches of the House of Earth sported green hues from playful tones of lime and chartreuse to the deepest forest green.
 
Then there was Arron and his House, the House of Fate. The House where in another life, I would have been assigned to live to learn my magic in safety. If I hadn’t been born a prince, I would be standing with Arron enshrouded in black. As it was, no Fate witch had been born in the Kingdom since me, so Arron stood alone.  

Arron’s eyes bothered most people, but they never bothered me. The pupils were slitted, like a cat’s eye. He was called the Son of Night, in part because dark clouds concealed him and reality bent to his whim. He could make the entire room appear as if it was an impressionist painting. He could make everything blurry or make people forget he was in the room. I suspected he could do much more than he’d revealed, and much more than Mom would let him show me. 

He walked toward me but stopped when he saw Mira approaching. I wasn’t sure what was going on between them. They obviously loved each other, but Mira’s duties as Priestess of her House kept them apart. At one time I remembered them being happy and as affectionate as propriety allowed, but now…now a chasm had formed between them. When I asked Mom about it, she simply said that Arron felt he loved Mira more than she would ever love him, and that he might have to move on. And that Mira was heartbroken, but wouldn’t admit it to herself. 

Mira followed my eyes to Arron and gave him a forced smile before threading her hand through my arm. “I made a new suit for your birthday, but you have to promise not to wear it until I say,” she announced coyly, waiting until I agreed to her terms. 

“Why the delay?” I asked. 

“It is the suit you will wear when you hand-fast, and it is the suit you will wear when you are crowned King of Nautilus.”

“Then it’ll be a very long time before I wear it,” I teased before thanking her. Tugging at my collar, I tried to ease the tightness in my throat. 


And here's another snippet because I'm in love with every word and literally can't even: 
I looked around at our house, then to the boy standing in it, into his honey-gold eyes. “I don’t regret saving you, and I don’t regret bringing you here, or making salve for you, or letting you stay. I don’t regret walking with you to see the flood. But if I had let those men drown you, or if I would’ve left you bound in the rope when I had the means to sever it, or outside without a roof over your head when I had one to offer… If I’d refused to ease the pain in your wrists, River, I would have regretted it. I would have regretted every second of any and all of those choices.”

I hope you loved the trailer, made by The Illustrated Author Design Services, who also made the cover, map, and interior of both When Wishes Bleed and The Omen of Stones. If you want to buy the ebook, paperback or hardback, click the button to be taken to Amazon! <3
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​The tarot card for The Wheel of Fortune, directly above, was designed for The Omen of Stones by the amazing Melissa Stevens of The Illustrated Author Design Services. She also designed the cover, interior of the book, and map. If you'd like to receive a tarot card in the mail, just e-mail me at authorcaseybond@gmail.com with proof of your review of The Omen of Stones and mailing address. Open Internationally while supplies last. 
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  • Welcome
  • Casey L. Bond Books
    • With Shield & Ink & Bone
    • Things That Should Stay Buried
    • When Wishes Bleed
    • The Omen of Stones
    • The High Stakes Saga
    • Fairy Tales/ The Seven Kingdoms
    • Glamour of Midnight
    • The Frenzy Series
    • Reading Orders
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