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Today I will be bringing you a Guest Post from Author K.C. Neal & a Giveaway! :)
Alight (Pyxis Series, Book 2)
by K.C. Neal
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When Corinne learns who the second Guardian is, she must find a way to make peace with the last person in the world she wants to deal with. As she struggles, her nemesis unleashes an otherworldly evil, and a mysterious illness strikes Corinne’s friends. Faltering under the weight of her destiny, Corinne escapes to the dream world. There, she meets Zane, an Australian guy with a hot accent and a revelation that binds them together and alters the path of Corinne’s life. She throws herself into fighting for everything she loves, but just as she’s certain she will prevail, she’s robbed of what she needs most.
K.C. Neal’s Guest Post: What the Heck Is a “Pyxis?”
Since my book released, I get asked all the time: What does “pyxis” mean? And I have to admit, I kind of like having a mysterious book title. I like making people learn new words! :) Before I wrote Pyxis, I’d never heard the word before. I started browsing thefreedictionary.com – I usethis website all the time, it’s an awesome resource – looking for Latin or Greek words that had to do with medicines or potions. I stumbled across the word “pyxis,” which is the name of a constellation and also “a small box used by ancient Greeks to hold medicines.” When I read that definition it was one of those perfect writing moments where the clouds part and the stream of white light shines down. I knew this would be a key word in the story, as well as the title of the book.
In the book, main character Corinne comes into possession of a box containing mysterious colored liquids. Thinking the liquids are food colorings that her grandmother made, she uses them to dye the frosting for her bake sale goodies. But when her bake sale customers start acting strangely toward her – paying her a lot more attention than usual – she begins to suspect the pyxisholds something much more powerful.
In this excerpt, Corinne and her best friend Angeline are trying to figure out exactly what it is they’re dealing with.
Ang and I stared at the wooden box in silence. The corners were worn round and raw ofvarnish, and dents and scratches betrayed rough handling. A swirly design with PYXIS engraved in old-fashioned, capital letters embossed the top. It looked harmless enough. But neither of us was especially eager to touch it.
“So, this was your grandmother’s?” Ang said, squinting at the box.
“Yeah, it was in a box with my name on it. There were two sheet cake pans in there, too.”
The last cake we’d baked together was for my dad’s birthday. Coconut. Times like these I missed her so much it was a physical pain, pushing against my lungs. Tears blurred my vision, and I took a deep breath and dug in my hoodie pocket for a tissue. Ang laid a sympathetic hand on my shoulder while I dabbed at the corners of my eyes.
“Okay, I can’t take the suspense,” she said after a moment, and clasped her hands together at her chest. “Open it!”
I stepped forward and tipped back the lid. Six glass bottles filled the interior, each bottle containing a deeply pigmented liquid. The age-clouded glass bottles had round, bulbous bases with skinny necks about an inch long, and snug-fitting glass stoppers lodged in the tops. I’d discovered that the necks were designed to dispense only a drop of liquid at a time. The liquid was viscous, thicker than water but not quite as thick as pancake syrup.
“Ooohhh,” Ang whispered, as if the box held beautiful jewels. She stepped forward for a closer look.
I pulled out two bottles, one that contained liquid so inky-blue it was almost black, and one filled with a cloudy, opaque yellow-orange solution the color of pollen. I set them on the counter, and we regarded them for a couple of seconds.
“I used these two to color the frosting. I just assumed they were homemade food dyes because they were with the cake pans.” I hesitated. A vague crawly feeling slithered over myscalp. “But I don’t remember my grandmother ever using them. I helped her bake all the time, and I’m sure we used food colorings. Not these, though.”
I looked over at Ang. Her eyes were so wide I could see the whites all the way around her green irises.
“Maybe… maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to use these,” I said.
Also by K.C. Neal
Pyxis: The Discovery (Pyxis Series, Book 1)
by K.C. Neal
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Corinne lives an average teenage life working at her dad’s cafe, hanging out with her best friend, and trying to forget a falling-out with her almost-boyfriend Mason. Things take a strange turn when she uses her late grandmother’s food dyes for a bake sale, and her customers suddenly find her irresistibly alluring. Then she discovers she and Mason are haunted by the same dreams of a dark force that consumes everything in its path.
Pursued by shadowy figures and a crazy woman with secrets from the past, Corinne must find out who her grandmother really was. In her quest to unravel her family’s history, she learns she is destined to protect this world–and the dark world of her dreams. She races to find the answers she seeks before her nightmares break free.
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A Little Author Information:
Most of K.C. Neal’s days are filled with some combination of writing, reading, gardening, working, and watching stuff on Netflix with her husband and their maltipoo, Oscar. She has an irrational fixation with L.A., and during occasional trips there she pretends her life is more glamorous than it really is (“Entourage” is her guilty pleasure). She likes to surf and hang out on sandy beaches, especially where drinks are served adorned with tiny umbrellas.
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