I am so excited to be participating in this tour. I have heard such wonderful things about Ronnell's books and those covers are gorgeous. There is an excerpt, guest post, and amazing giveaway. But first let's get to know more about Ronnell and his books.
Ronnell D. Porter was raised in
Utah, and now resides in .
During his free time he plays the violin, dabbles in graphic design, and, of course,
thoroughly enjoys writing stories. He believes that a novel written simply to
entertain does its readers a disservice; instead, a book's narrative should
always change the way we perceive the world around us, and grant us a little
more wisdom than we had when starting the story. Denver, Colorado
Content Warning: It does contain some graphic fantasy violence as there is a sequence wherein an army of undead invades the heroine's homeland, and a Tolkien-ish battle ensues. 16+ recommended
Note: Dagger Heart is currently FREE on Amazon!
The valiant King Ulfur defeated the evil that swept the seaside
Morgan, the demon witch, has been dead for nearly twenty years. The truce
between King Úlfur and the Queen of the Fae has remained intact since the day
that Morgan’s dark curses vanished. It seemed that peace had finally come to
the wounded souls of the village. village
But this peace is shaken when three curses that Morgan promised with her dying breath are placed upon the Norwegian village: who among them has cast the spell?
Seventeen-year-old Erica finds herself trapped in the middle of a witch’s deadly revenge scheme with no way out but to fight for survival. On top of trying to end the curses devouring her village like a savage beast she finds herself at the center of attention when it comes to Viking King Úlfur’s three sons: Kriger, Paul, and Finn.
Three of them will fight alongside her.
Two of them want to marry her.
One of them could be the son of King Úlfur… and Morgan.
Sequel to 'Dagger Heart'.
"You know not of King Bersek, Lord of Berserkers... The Berserkers are men of darkness; heartless and unyielding. They know no fear, they know no pain – and the sound of them ripping and slashing and tearing people apart by their limbs: chaos incarnate."
One year after triumphing over the events surrounding the cursed Blackthorn Dagger, Queen 'Dagger Heart' Erica receives an ominous warning from a group of survivors that arrives in her
: an army like
no other, steeped in dark necromancy, heads for her Norwegian shores. With the
winter solstice quickly approaching and no sign of the black wolf that used to
roam the woods of her lands, she races against time to uncover the mystery of
The Necromancer, as well as the absence of her dear friend and love, Finn. village
The soft candlelight lit her room with hot yellow flickers of flame as she held a black iron jewelry box in her lap. It was so intricate, so lovely, and it allowed her to not only read Finn’s words of love, but to run her fingers across them so that she knew that he was real, that the feeling of his love wasn’t just the fading dream of a naïve girl. When she closed her eyes and held the jewelry box close to her, she could almost see his round face, his dark hair, brows, and lashes contrasted against the pallor of his skin, and those eyes that always seemed to catch whatever light was near to make them glow, even with the faintest of rays in the night. They were the eyes of the Fae blood within him, eyes that held an ancient magic and natural wisdom pooled in shades of forest green.
Finn rolled onto his side and took her hand into his. He left soft kisses along her hand, her wrist, and slid his body against hers.
"I want you to know that I'd decided never to leave your side again," he said. He looked suddenly uncomfortable, his brow strewn together and his jaw clenched tightly. Then he finally drew in a deep breath through his nose and nodded to himself.
"Before I returned here, I think I was starting to forget what it was like to be human... To be me. Emotions were starting we feel dulled, and something like a memory. Suddenly what was important in my like didn't seem to matter much; my old life, the death of my brothers, my mother, my father... Even you. I almost didn't return to Nornör at all, but something inside of me - maybe the last little piece of humanity inside of me - urged me back here. And suddenly, when I saw you again, all of the parts of me that got lost inside of that wolf's body began to come back together. Suddenly I felt fire again, and passion, and I felt that there was something that gave my life meaning again. When I held you for the first time, I felt whole again."
Finn grew bolder, and nodded to himself.
"I can't risk forgetting who I am again - but more importantly, I can't risk forgetting what you mean to me."
"I don't think you ever would have forgotten who you are," Erica said.
"I very nearly forgot you - that's bad enough. I wouldn't want to live with myself if I'd forgotten your name, your face, your voice, your scent..."
"You won't," Erica whispered. She cradled his head against her chest and let him rest there as she tangled her fingers into his thick black hair. "I promise that you'll never have to go another day of your life without me there to remind you of who you are. You are Finn Úlfurson, the man that I have loved since the first time we ran through the woods and howled together like maniacs."
Finn chuckled against her, and lifted his head.
"And you are Erica, great leader to the people of Nornör, and the woman I have loved since you struck me over the head with a rock."
What would you like your readers to take away from your book?
Dagger Heart was more or less written for a female readership. Even if this book is deemed a passing cursory tale of violent Vikings, if readers walk away with but one message, it would be to the women who have read it, both the young and wise, and that message would be to protect your rights. A right is defined as that which is morally correct, just, and honorable. And unfortunately, even today, in 2013, there exists no human society where every right is given and protected. But many of us have the fortune of living in a society where most of them are granted and lawfully protected. A great many of the individuals who can sit down and read this blog post have more protected privileges than hundreds of millions of women around the world have. And in the past these rights have had to be debated for, fought for, and voted for, until they were effectively given. This is not a job that is finished, it is not something that should be taken for granted, nor do I think any free, independent woman reading this takes them for granted. But silent appreciation tends to lead to a certain comfort-zone, and that's when things usually begin to come under question by those who would set the human race back a few decades. So it does need to be said now and then to remind us all that rights must be consistently brought up, openly spoken for, and openly appreciated to remind everyone that they are, by their definition, the moral, just, and honorable way. Therefore if someone takes anything away from Dagger Heart and Ebon Heart, I would like it to be speak out for, fight for, and protect your right to be a free woman, and the rights of other men and women to live as they wish.
· Grand Prize: A Kindle Touch, pre-loaded with 5 books by Ronnell D. Porter
· 10 eBook copies of Ebon Heart
The grand prize is available to the
eBooks are worldwide. US