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Friday, November 13, 2015

Blog Tour: The Priestess Trilogy by Melissa Sasina


The Priestess Trilogy # 1

By- Melissa Sasina

Genre-  Fantasy/Romance

Shiovra has been named High Priestess of the village Tara, but she quickly finds herself hunted by the Milidh, a clan born of war and vengeance. With the safety of Tara at stake, it is decided that she is to seek aid from her betrothed, one she considers the enemy. At her side is Odhrán, a Milidh warrior sworn to protect her and determined to gain her trust. But their journey is fraught with peril and Shiovra learns that darkness lurks in the hearts of her own kin. Steeped in ancient Irish myth, this tale is spun of love, war, and DEFIANCE.



The Priestess Trilogy # 2

By- Melissa Sasina

Genre- Fantasy/ Romance

Shiovra, High Priestess of the village Tara, is set to wed one considered the enemy for the sake of her clan. Torn between her heart and her people, between love and duty, Shiovra decides her fate and faces the truth about Odhrán. Still hunted by both the Milidh clan and her own kin, she learns that not all enemies are quite what they seem. Loyalty is brought into question and power lost within enemy ranks in what shall ultimately lead to one thing: BETRAYAL.



The Priestess Trilogy # 3

By- Melissa Sasina

Genre- Fantasy/ Romance

Tensions escalate between two clans, threatening their fragile peace. On one side stand the Túath, on the other the Milidh. The prize: control of the land of Éire. Yet amidst this brewing conflict, another more dangerous threat looms. The village of Tara is ripped apart, not by war, but by the seed of betrayal as the priestess' own kinswoman, Gráinne, conspires to seize control. Enemies shall become allies and Shiovra is faced with a difficult choice, one that will ultimately engulf her world in an irreversible ECLIPSE.


About the Author-

Born in 1982 in Cleveland, Ohio, Melissa has always been an avid lover of fantasy. In her youth she would write short stories and add artwork to them. While in high school, she decided to change her career path from graphic art to writing, though she still enjoys drawing up a random picture or two, usually of her characters. During her younger school years, she won a Young Authors Honorable Mention for a short story she had written. She has also won a few Visual Arts awards during her school years and upon graduation from High School, she was given a President’s award for Outstanding Academic Achievement. The first book she began to write seriously for publication was The Priestess. Completed in 2008, the book was separated into a trilogy and published in 2010. After undergoing heavy revisions, the trilogy was re-released beginning in 2012 and completed in 2015. Melissa still lives in Ohio with her husband, son, cat Trinity, and ferret Rope.

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From Defiance-

Odhrán studied the determined look on her face for a moment. “Shiovra,” he said quietly. “I understand how you feel, but your will is not enough to change the current situation. So at least you…”
Exhaling in frustration, he pulled his dagger swiftly from his belt and held it pointed at her throat. Odhrán’s hand remained steady on the handle.
Shiovra frowned, her eyes narrowing, but she did not move. “So you are willing to kill me if I do not heed your orders?”
Odhrán cocked his head to the side slightly, slightly amused by her words. “Kill is a strong word to use, priestess. More like threaten,” he replied in a steady tone. “You need to go, even wounded as we are, we can hold our own long enough for you to get a safe distance away.” He gestured to dagger towards the field.
Shiovra hesitated a moment, then slowly made her way towards him with careful steps.
To Odhrán’s surprise the priestess reached out, placing her hand lightly upon the one that held the dagger. Her fingers were cold against his skin, but they did not tremble, resting steadily upon his hand. Whatever fear she had felt towards him before was replaced by the fires of defiance.
“I am not afraid,” she told him, stepping close enough that the tip of the blade was touching her throat. “I do not doubt you could hold your own, but I will not leave you injured as you are. I am a priestess. My duty is to protect the lives of others, even those of my guardian warriors,” she breathed then closed her eyes. “Force me to abandon you and you shall never have my trust.”
His hand did not waver, his eyes narrowed on her face. If he wanted, he could take the woman’s life easily at that moment. With an aggravated exhale, Odhrán lowered his hand and let the dagger fall to the ground with a thud.
Shiovra opened her eyes. “For ten years I have only know the Milidh to be an enemy,” she began softly. “If your aspiration is to gain my trust, then you should consider rethinking your actions. Idle threats help by no means.” Shiovra sighed and turned away. “We must keep moving. Together.”

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