Good morning, everyone.
We’ve a surprise for all of you today. As most of you know, Radwa Morgan’s upcoming debut, Beyond An Eclipse, is due to hit the shelves on April 30, 2019.
Today, we’d love to share with you all its lovely cover. Without further ado, here it is!
Title: Beyond An Eclipse
Author: Radwa Morgan
Release Date: April 30, 2019
Publisher: Red Sands Publishing
Genre: Historical Fiction, International
Book Description:
Never trust the words of an astrologer.
Memories of the past follow Omar at every turn. His mind often refuses to fathom the fact that he’s lost so much. Despite the pain and heartache, he’s intent on providing for Mohamed and Sara, two children he’s taken under his wing. They mean more to him than life itself. So much so, he’ll do anything to ensure their survival.
When the Mongols invade surrounding territory, Omar realizes his family’s livelihood is at stake. Intent on retaining his freedom, he uproots his beloved family, utilizing his knowledge of astronomy in the hopes of remaining one step ahead of the Mongols. To his dismay, however, he and his family are soon captured.
Omar’s circumstances change when the king learns about his astronomical prowess. If he’s to succeed in saving himself and his family, he’ll need to rely on the man’s lust for the supernatural. Taking advantage of the situation, he focuses on the upcoming blood moon. He soon sets a chain reaction of events into motion. Never once does he think about the consequences.
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Excerpt:
1256 A. D.
Near the banks of the Shahrood River
THOUGH IT WAS spring, a dull and grey light prevailed throughout the Valley of Shahrood River. The strange fog drifted across the trees and the shrubs, rising from the town on the western side of the valley. It encompassed everything it came across, the air growing heavy and suffocating.
Three companions hurried along, their rushed steps and loud gasps scaring the birds away. Their flushed faces were dotted with beads of sweat and black splotches. Mud coated the edges of their ragged clothes.
An old Persian man in his late fifties with brown eyes, a grey beard, and white hair led the group.
The young couple struggled to keep up with him. The girl was of Russian origin with long, curling brown hair and brilliant blue eyes. Her companion was a black-haired Caucasian.
Omar rushed ahead of them. “I can hear the current. We are almost there.”
Gasping for breath, the girl stopped and wrapped her hands around her stomach, leaning against the nearest tree trunk.
“Sara, what’s wrong?” the young man asked. He approached and tucked her hair behind her ears. “We can’t stop.”
Omar turned and panicked. He hurried to their side. The corners of his mouth turned downward.
“Come on, people. Hurry up! We don’t have much time. We can’t stop.”
“I can’t go any further. I can’t breathe.”
Sara shook her head. She pressed her hands against her stomach once more and dropped to her knees.
Mohamed knelt beside her and rubbed her back.
“We have to go.” Omar stood in front of Sara. The worried look on his face intensified. “The scouts will catch up with us if we stop now. Please, we are almost there. The river is close. I can hear the current.”
“Come on, Sara. We can do this,” Mohamed said, and continued to massage her back.
“Then, go without me. I can’t go any further. I don’t want to be a burden.” She pushed his arm away. “Go ahead. Move!”
He shook his head. “We won’t go without you.”
“But I can’t!” she cried. “I am sorry. I just can’t.”
Omar approached Sara from the right. He bent forward and grabbed her arm, wrapping it around his neck. With a flick of his arm, he pulled her frail body against his.
“What are you doing?” Mohamed asked, pushing himself to his feet.
“What does it look like I am doing?” He glared at the young man. “Come on. Don’t freeze on us. Now, help me. We have to hurry. The Tatar can catch up with us at any moment.”
Mohamed wrapped Sara’s left arm around his neck.
The three of them moved toward the river.
“Are you certain about this, Omar?” Sara whispered.
“I hope so.”
Voices echoed throughout the trees behind them.
Panicking, Omar stopped and turned his head, listening to the sounds growing louder by the second. His heart raced, and his eyes narrowed.
“What’s that? Can you hear it?”
Mohamed turned his head. His brow furrowed.
“Horses,” he said.
Omar glanced about and pointed to several trees. “Let’s hide. They’ll be here any minute now.”
The group ran forward. They separated, each climbing a tree in the hopes of avoiding detection.
About The Author:
Radwa Morgan is an Egyptian pharmacist who’s passionate about history and writing. She wrote her first story at the age of twelve, while creating a sketch for a school act. Upon writing her twelve page play, she showed it to her English teacher in the hopes of proceeding with the preparation for her act. The teacher urged her to write and express herself more and more. Since then, writing stories has become her obsession. She aspires in becoming a writer and published author.
Though life has taken her down a different path, her writing obsession never lets her rest. After her college graduation, Radwa decided to pursue her childhood dream. She is inspired by the tales of Arabic scholars and scientists she grew up listening to, while reading and digging deep into the golden Islamic age.
With every biography she reads, her imagination creates her own version of the tale. Radwa has now begun writing short stories once again. She published her first short story, Kushyar’s Daughter, on a writer’s blog via writerscafe.org after earning her friend’s admiration. Since then, she’s joined a writing workshop.
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https://radwamorgan.wordpress.com
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GOODREADS:
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EMAIL:
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