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Synopsis:
Elias Rey, a fifteen year old student at Penquis Valley High
School, is skinny, has a chipped tooth, and a bad case of acne. His favorite
pastime is drawing dragons, and his room is plastered with his renditions.
Tested out as a genius, he should be in college instead of high school, but he
chooses to be with the only family he has ever known, his foster sister Lizzie,
and his best friend Jaron.
Life is good, except for one thing - Brute, the meanest
student at PVHS. Elias considers moving to be rid of Brute's constant bullying,
until one fated day, when a strange boy pushes a leather pouch into his hands,
and then mysteriously disappears, leaving Elias to wonder who he is.
Shortly thereafter, Elias discovers that the pouch contains
Ilesar, an ancient papyrus that can give him anything his heart desires. He
isn't going to be pushed around. Ever. Again. At least, not by the school
bully.
Praise for this book:
"I love this story!
Elias of Elderberry is a cross between Harry Potter, Peter Pan, and Alice in
Wonderland, with a hint of Lord of the Rings." -Sarah Beggs, author
"Elias of Elderberry is
imaginative and entertaining, but also thought provoking. It was fun learning
about the worlds Theresa Sneed creates. Her evil is pure evil... and her good
is amazing." Kari Pike, author, editor
Author Bio:
Growing up in the woodlands of Maine and spending most of
her time climbing trees and looking for snakes under rocks, author Theresa
Sneed has a wealth of childhood experiences from which she creates her magical
stories. As a mother of six, a grandmother of five, and an elementary school
teacher, she enjoys weaving moments of wonder and reflection.
Theresa graduated cum laude with a BA in education and has
written award-winning poetry and stories. Her No Angel series has received
excellent reviews from her readers as well as claiming two Whitney finalists’
spots. Theresa enjoys reading and writing fantasy, romance, and suspense.
To learn more about Theresa, visit
www.theresasneed.com. She loves hearing from her readers and may be
contacted through her website.
Other books by
Theresa Sneed
Her No Angel Series (not completed yet, there will be at
least three or four more books in this series)
Links:
Excerpt #1
He snatched the
pouch up. The drama department was at the end of the hallway. Elias grinned. Dang! That boy is good! He really had me going there! “Hey, Mr. Arnold!”
Elias stuck his head into the office.
“Yes, Elias?”
Mr. Arnold’s beady eyes peered at him over half moon spectacles that looked as
if they’d slip off his nose.
“Yeah well, just
wanted to congratulate you on whatever it is you guys are working on. Whoever
that boy was with the pouch—” He held it up. “Well, he’s pretty convincing—good
job!”
Mr. Arnold
looked at him like he didn’t know what he was talking about.
“You
know—Ooooo-OOoo.” Elias made a ghostly sound and wiggled his fingers in the
air. “He looked pretty freaky, sir.”
Mr. Arnold
leaned back and stroked his goatee. “I
have no idea what you’re talking about, Elias—none whatsoever.”
“Huh.” Elias
turned the pouch over in his hands. “Yeah, well, okay.” He thanked him and went
back into the hallway.
Who was that
boy? If he hadn’t been part of any theater production at the school—what kind
of performance was he in? He nodded as he remembered the white cord tugging at
the boy—great special effects. Destroy them,
the boy had said. Elias shrugged. His gaze fell to the pouch. What was in it? He started to open it,
but thought better and glanced around for a more secluded place to explore its
contents.
What better
place than the boy’s bathroom? He slipped through the door and then into an
empty stall. He studied the brown leather bag holding it closer to his face.
The gold band that ran diagonally up its sides was made to look like a
snake—its diamond-shaped head brandishing two tiny, red jewels. Elias brushed
his fingers over the thin band and a wisp of smoke rose from it. He coughed and
swept his hand through the gray mist—must
have been dust.
All of a sudden,
the bathroom door banged open and Brute’s voice broke the silence. “Hey
zit-face! I know you’re in here!”
Oh crap. Of all the places for Brute to
find him—defenseless—with no one to stop the Brute from beating him senseless,
or even to identify Elias’ lifeless body later. He rolled his eyes. Okay, that
was a bit melodramatic. He’d been hanging around his foster sister, Lizzie too
long. Drama was her thing—not his.
The stall doors
slammed against their hinges one by one—closer and closer. He let out a groan,
as he saw Brute’s size twelve shoes in front of the stall next to his. He
swallowed hard and breathed out slow. “I wish I was home.” A warm buzz came
from the pouch, and he glanced down as it came to life—casting an eerie glow
against the stall door. Then all at once, a steely flash of red light cruelly
stung his skin, deep into his sinewy flesh, as a powerful force twisted him
through an opening—a thin slit in the air.
Excerpt #2
He pressed his
head back against the pillow. So, this was what crazy felt like. He grimaced,
knowing that he was not crazy, but not having any good explanation for what was
happening to him. Suddenly, something nuzzled the crick of his neck.
“Cut it out,
Ilzar.” It let out a tiny bawl, almost like a cough, and Elias turned his head
expecting to see Ilzar. He jumped backward, nearly falling off the bed. “YIKES!”
A miniature,
baby dragon the color of the sky sat on his pillow teetering back and forth as
if it hadn’t quite got its bearings.
“Oh, my gosh,
oh, my gosh, oh, my gosh!” Elias leaped from his bed and stared at the small,
sapphire colored dragon. It coughed again and a tiny blue cloud of smoke came
from its throat.
Elias’ mouth
dropped open. Was this real? The dragon hopped off the pillow and came to the
edge of the bed. It looked up at him with doleful eyes, coughed, than bawled
again—like it was hungry.
Elias’ eyes
widened. What did dragons eat—other than villages of people?
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