I am so excited that CHILD OF PROPHECY by M.G. Darwish is available now and that I get to share the news! This blitz also includes a giveaway for a THREE Amazon GC’s courtesy of M.G. & Rockstar Book Tours. So if you’d like a chance to win, check out the giveaway info below.
Title: CHILD OF PROPHECY
Author: M.G. Darwish
Pub. Date: April 6, 2023
Publisher: M.G. Darwish
Formats: Paperback, eBook
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A hero with a destiny. A prophecy that could save or doom the world. A final battle that will decide the fate of legends.
Griffyn Haikrou has become Titanlord. He has fought his way through gods and monsters, friends and foes, lies and truths. He has sacrificed everything for a chance to stop the prophecy that threatens to destroy all life.
But his journey is not over yet. The sky has turned red, and the hour of reckoning has come. He must face his ultimate enemy: himself.
Will he fulfill his destiny or succumb to his own power? Will he save the world or doom it to eternal darkness?
Titanlord: Child of Prophecy is the third and final book in the Titanlord Series, an epic fantasy for adults. If you like heroic quests, mythological twists, and breathtaking action, then you’ll love this thrilling conclusion.
The Calm Before The Storm
Robrin, also known as Colossal, walked through the dust of Hollow Land, feeling the peace that reminded him of the calm before a storm. He had done something unthinkable: he had interfered, and now an old friend was waiting to see what he had done.
“Ceris, come out. I know you’re here,” Robrin said calmly. A man dressed in black silk robes approached him, covering his mouth.
“Do not smile, do not show joy,” Robrin warned him.
“I am eternally grateful to you, my king. You have done a good thing. You stopped something far greater from happening, and you know that.”
Robrin gritted his teeth and balled his fists. “I…have doomed us all.”
“You have chosen illumination over vindication. It may not be noble, but it remains a path.”
“One that you forced upon us,” Robrin eased his palms, stepped closer to Ceris, and grabbed him. “Do you realize what you have done? Do you?” he spat.
“It was the Creator! He spoke to me!”
“The Creator…” Robrin mocked as he pushed Ceris away. He walked back and forth, holding his head before turning around.
“It was thousands of years ago, Ceris! All those men that came before you perished, and those born after you died… do you not see that he abandoned us?
All for some shrewd hope lost in the depths of Dragonhead!”
Ceris shook his head. “You cannot speak like this, you cannot, Robrin… you were there…”
A raging bolt fired within Robrin as he covered his eyes with his hands. Tears fell down his face. “It is all a game to you… just a game.”
“No, it is not,” Ceris said as he crawled on his knees and held onto Robrin’s shirt.
“Your eyes, your ears… you will lose them before the night of the daunting crowns. When the prophecy is fulfilled, and the Creator’s will manifests not as divine but as anarchy, it is then that you will weep: woe unto me, the pretender.”
“I have not pretended,” Ceris pleaded as tears ran down his cheeks. “I have not forgotten this, I swear to you, Robrin,” he shook his head violently. “But know that a great sacrifice comes in the birth of a great thing. You knew the price, Robrin… when you severed the link, you knew what would come for you.”
“I pray for you, a soul eternally damned…”
Ceris began to laugh hysterically. He clapped his hands faster than he could smile. “It will be glorious!”
Robrin stepped closer, grabbed his neck, and lifted him high in the air. “What now, old man? You stink of foul treachery. Do you take me for a fool?”
“I… can’t breathe!”
“Good!” Robrin replied. “For the future you have set us on is far worse than any ending you could foresee,” he said, letting go.
Ceris fell to the ground, face first. “He will not turn!” he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Robrin shook his head as he panted, grasping for air to calm his breathing. “Fool… you’re a mad fool,” he added before he turned around and began walking.
“Colossal!” Ceris shouted. “Do not forget your ancestry! Where are you going, Colossal?” he bellowed once again.
“To resume my slumber. And for your sake, you best not wake me this time, lest I turn the sky blue again.”
“You will do your duty as divined by the Creator you shun! Do you hear me, you ignorant fool! You will do your duty!” Ceris shouted into the abyss. His voice faded from Robrin’s ears.
About M.G. Darwish:
M.G. Darwish is an award winning author who writes dark, twisted and action-packed fiction. He tries his best not to base his characters on anyone he knows in real life to avoid that extra weird conversation about how they were brutalized and killed in the book. Oh and he’s terrified of a penguin uprising more than ghosts and demons.
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