Authors: Terra Harmony
Elemental powers in the palm of her hand…
…and it won't be enough to save her. When Kaitlyn Alder is involuntarily introduced to a life of magic, she becomes part of an organization hell-bent on saving the Earth. Just as her newfound life holds promises of purpose, romance, and friendship, the organization divides and a rogue member holds Kaitlyn hostage. Now one of the most
terrifying men the human race has to offer stands between her and Earth's survival.
Reviews for Water:
By Jennifer at
Can't Put It Down Reviews
"I LOVED this book, plain and simple. I am EXCITED about this book and the books to follow. This new author has completely amazed me, sucking me into this world she has created that I didn’t want to step away from
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I was kept on the edge of my seat through the whole book, not being able to read fast enough to find out what happened in the next chapter. Water reads fast, never lagging. I love the characters, I love the premise, I loved the writing style."
By Alexia at
"Where to begin… ok, this book is right up my alley! I enjoyed it so much that it kept me up till early hours of the morning – I could not put it down! I love the storyline and how Kaitlyn’s dreams are (in a way) connected to her everyday life and emotions. Terra Harmony is an amazing author!"
At the end of the book there is a little sneak preview of the second book in the series, Air – that just made me want to read the second book immediately! I can’t wait for the second installment. This is definitely a series and author I’ll be following closely!"
By Maria Violante,
Author of Hunting the Five
Speaking of the plot – it’s terrific, not just in creativity or in the “twist”, but also in the pacing.
is balanced between giant, crashing catastrophes and quiet, tense moments, yet it rarely lags or feels stale or repetitive. That’s a pretty hard thing to do. It starts to really open up about ten percent out of the gate and just really picks up from there.
really shines, though, when it comes to characters. They’re highly developed, with good backstories and clear motivations, and they act like real people do."
"Harmony does a decent job of reinventing the genre, adding in clear roots of Paganism/Witchcraft, nature-worship, and modern day environmentalism. The myriad of influences help move the book away from something stale and into the field of a really enjoyable read."
The Akasha Series:
Fire, Book 3:
To Be Published October 2012
Earth, Book 4:
To Be Published Spring 2013
By Terra Harmony
Copyright 2011 by Terra Harmony
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Water is the first book in the Akasha Series, a set of contemporary eco-fantasy novels. This book is for mature readers only. It contains sexual content, some of it non-consensual. Comments and criticism are always welcome and can be sent to
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There is nothing like an avalanche to put your life into perspective. I leaned forward and the board strapped to my boots responded. Slicing through the fresh powder, I made a sharp curve to the right. A quick glance uphill showed the wave of snow was five times my height, and about to catch up to me.
The sound of an angry dragon, breath stinking of the earth churned up in its path, pumped me full of adrenaline. The entire right side of the unmarked backcountry trail was a thick wall of trees, impossible to break through. I pulled my toes up, arching back to the left side of the trail. But I wasn't going to make it. The dragon's spittle pelted me on the back of my neck, sending chills down my spine. Instead, I pointed my snowboard straight downhill and put all my weight on my forward leg, hoping to outrun the beast.
I willed my board to go faster than I ever dared before. The avalanche was faster. The dragon opened its mouth wide, closing in on me from both sides and overhead. Gray jaws blacked out the blue sky above and the trees to the side of me. The mountain slope cracked and slithered forward, like the monster's forked tongue. As the force of nature dropped over me, I closed my eyes and threw my arms around my head. My screams were swallowed by the creature.
Completely engulfed, I moved with the dragon. The whole of the trail had transformed into its body; an agitated, unstoppable river of churning snow and debris. The world became darker and darker, the snow heavier and heavier. Flashes of light were few and far between.
When I gasped for air I was sometimes rewarded with a clear breath but more often than not I sucked in a mouthful of snow. Hacking to rid my throat of the slush, I came to the awful realization that I was drowning on dry land.
My hands, flailing for something solid to hang onto, finally caught hold of a tree. Small as it was, it held fast against the merciless rush of snow. I fought against nature, literally holding on for my life. I wrapped myself around the trunk as two large branches just above me ripped away and disappeared in the churning white waves, along with my screams. I squeezed so tight the rough bark scratched my cheek. The scent of pine was strong, and I inhaled deeply as though the scent alone would keep me tethered to the tree. I willed the roots to be strong.