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Scandal (Scions of the Star Empire #1)
By Athena Grayson
Genre: S.F. dystopian with romantic elements
Age category: New Adult/ Adult
Release Date: 23 March 2017
Blurb:
Nothing infuriates Princess Ione Ra more than having someone else take control of her reputation from
her, and her old nemesis--gossip journalist Jaris Pulne--is poised to do just that with pilfered pics
of her caught in a compromising position with her power-couple partner. As someone who's no stranger
to manipulating the markets on her own social life, Ione knows the wrong scandal means social suicide.
For the other half of the power couple, Den Hades, his survival has depended on staying in his powerful
father's shadow in order to protect his secrets. But on the very night of his one chance to earn a shot
at becoming a Scion--and freedom from his father's ambitions, scandal threatens to tear him from Ione,
or worse--force them together before their time.
Damage control turns into danger when their attempts to retrieve the images lead them both into the
dark underbelly of the glittering city-planet, exposing secrets of both friends and foes that could
lead to more than just social suicide.
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Excerpt Fool’s Gambit
©2016 Athena Grayson
Denaat Hades held his blade extended, his arm outstretched. He held the lunge on one burning thigh muscle
while he stood in near-complete darkness, waiting for the spectacle to begin. The landscape of the party
had given way to the evening’s main event—an exhibition duel and bladework demonstration between himself
and the Academy’s Blademaster with a twenty-five year record.
Gone were the ornamental topiary plantings that created nooks and alcoves for socializing, and gone
was the impressive display of fine foods and the waterfall made from champ-ale bubbling and fizzing
over cut-crystal held under pressurized glass until it burst out of the pursed lips of a crystal nymph
into glasses for guests. They’d been discreetly cleared away for anti-gravity pods holding comfortable
seating for up to a dozen guests.
The pods jockeyed for position along x, y, and z axes based on the
credit amounts donated by their occupants, except for the single, stationary pod holding his instructors
and closest classmates, fixed to the floor at the edge of the ring of drones generating the light field
for the dueling area.
Gone also was his shiny, holo-patterned suit and the starsilk shirt beneath it, and the ornamental lights
in his hair. His finery—picked out by his class’s style consultant to display his status and wealth—was
stuffed into a storage container in favor of light, form-fitting carbon-fiber armor, with a matching
face mask. Gauntlets secured to his wrists generated power for the sensors emitting an electro-mesh
shield around his body that shifted with the movements of his off hand. His weapon, an elegant blade
of wire and light, derived its power from his main hand gauntlet and the glove that protected his hand.
Tuned to full, the blade could melt steel or puncture the transparent alloy that made up the dome above
his head.
Thankfully, this was an exhibition duel. The blades would sting, but not incapacitate or kill.
He waited, holding his ready position, as the banners came down, displaying his family’s banner, with
the twinkling ribbons of support from classmates and other interested parties, and the Academy banner,
under which Master Kenndar dueled. Tradition kept the Academy banner free of ribbons, but his neural
interface told him the odds of his loss were just under fifty percent. The markets were calling this
a close thing and the players in the markets were nothing, if not savvy odds-players.
The lights came up around the ring, plunging the shifting observation cars into darkness as Master Kenndar
entered from the other side of the oval. He took his cue to step forward, meeting his opponent in the
center of the ring. He executed the formal bow, hand-grip, and blade salute deserving of a worthy opponent
and prayed his master’s teachings weren’t wasted. He returned to his ready position to await the chime
beginning the match, but not before he glanced towards the stationary box and spotted her in the front
row, the lights in her hair twinkling in time with the flashes of crystal on her dress.
Ione wore a small smile of bored amusement, echoing the expressions of probably everyone in the audience,
and he knew their thoughts. Yet another Academy student, ready to show off for status and praise, as
if the privileges of his born position didn’t already come with their own accolades. His gaze flicked
to the VIP box and he saw another bored, slightly amused expression, only he knew this one masked keen
interest. As if the man sensed his scrutiny, Invicti Hades lifted one eyebrow and Den heard the words
as surely as if they’d been broadcast for all to hear. What new way have you found to disappoint me?
The lurking paranoia he’d lived with for ten years summoned itself to the forefront of his awareness
as the lights in the arena changed to a soft blue.
The chimes sounded for Ready and Arm, and his blade
flared to golden life. Across the ring, Master Kenndar assumed his own ready position. Den felt the
eyes of the spectators crawling over him, adding weight to his protective gear. Waiting for him to fail.
The last chime sounded.
Engage!
He leapt forward, his awareness extended out to the blade’s end, as he’d been taught and trained by
Kenndar to do for ten years. And knew he’d made a mistake.
Series Blurb for Scions of the Star Empire:
They can have anything they want...except a future.
The children of Landfall's powerful nobility have all the wealth and privilege of their family status,
but there's only one thing that will give them true freedom--the title of Scion. The only way to earn
it is by carefully managing the social influence markets that rank them according to their accomplishments.
At the exclusive Landfall Cultural Academy, the heirs compete to elevate their status high enough for
the Cultural Trust to grant them the title and the freedom to make their own way, and scandal is as
good as scholarship.
About the Author:
Athena Grayson likes kickass heroines, big-brained and sexy beta heroes who aren't afraid of strong
women or their own feelings, and stories that turn the genre tropes sideways.
If you're looking for
something a little unexpected, a little more, and a lot of fun...this is your kinda place.
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Following a varied career in sales,
advertising and career guidance, Catherine Cavendish is now the
full-time author of a number of paranormal, ghostly and Gothic horror
novels, novellas and short stories. She was the 2013 joint winner of
the Samhain Gothic Horror Anthology Competition, with Linden Manor,
which was featured in the anthology What Waits in the Shadows. Cat’s
novels include The Pendle Curse, Saving Grace Devine, and Dark
Avenging Angel. She lives with her long-suffering husband and black
(trainee) cat. They divide their time between Liverpool and a
260-year-old haunted apartment in North Wales.
