Author: Claire Warner
Series: C.O.I.L.S. of Copper and Brass (Book 1)
Genre: YA Dystopian
Publisher: Raven Press
Release Date: Mar 1 2017
Edition ~ 1st ~~ Formats ~ eBook
"You thought I did this out of the goodness of my heart?" He gave a short mirthless laugh. "Not a bit of it, this is going to be dangerous for me. What are you offering for my help?"
Beneath the Amber Sky, the nobility control the food, education, and the mysterious C.O.I.L.S of Copper and Brass. To Tay, struggling to keep her siblings alive, the ideas of rebellion and freedom are distant and unreachable.
But when her father is arrested, she begs Darius James, the son of the Overseer, to save his life. Darius agrees, but his help costs her a favour, one he can call in at any time.
Darius' favour will bring her to the Palace, and the perfect position to help the growing rebellion. But the court has games beyond anything she has seen before, and Darius' secrets will add to the danger.
Tay is now able to make a difference, to join the rebellion, find the C.O.I.L.S and discover the secrets of the Amber Sky. All she has to do is survive.
Set into the side of one of the wardrobes, and etched in gilt, the full length mirror gleamed lightly in the light. With a sigh, Tay stepped forward. Her image swam into focus and she took a step back, startled at the image she saw before her. The slightly timid house maid had vanished, replaced by some richly dressed stranger. The deep crimson dress fitted in all the right places, and the rustling taffeta held a glossy sheen which glowed beneath the lights. Small clusters of jet and crystal were stitched across the bodice and full skirt, and they glittered as the light struck them. Tay slid her fingers across the fabric before turning her attention to her hair. The dark locks had been twisted into a mass of corkscrew curls and pinned to the crown of her head beneath of jet and silver fascinator. Her makeup had been lightly applied and her face almost vanished beneath the magnificence of the dress.
"Oh..." Barely able to speak, she turned back to face Beth. "I look..."
"Beautiful," Beth answered, a slight hint of regret in her voice. "And not at all like yourself," She walked forward and brushed an imaginary bit of dust from the back of the dress. "Now you'd better get going," She stepped back and jumped slightly as Tay flung her arms about her.
"Thank you," Now that the costume of nobility had been donned, she felt slightly better about the whole situation. Despite the slightly underfed cast to her appearance, the dress altered her entire facade. Visions of immediately being denounced as an imposter, began to fade as she stepped back, and headed for the living room. She pushed open the door, and stopped at the sight of Darius sat in one of the chairs. As the door swung open, he jumped to his feet. Tay was gratified to note that his mouth opened slightly in shock, as he took in her appearance. A moment of stunned silence fell over the pair of them as each regarded the other. Darius had also dressed for dinner and Tay ran her eyes across his elegant garb in stupefied appraisal. He had been handsome before but now, she closed her mouth as she realised that she was staring.
"Do I look okay?" She asked, nervous with the silence that fell over the room.
"You look..." He paused for a moment, and she could almost see his mind working as his gaze slid over her. "The part," He finished lamely before he turned, and headed for the door. "It was a good choice," He depressed the door handle, and opened the door. "Shall we?" He held out his arm and gestured to her.
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By day I am a boring civil servant, but by night (and at weekends) I write stories. I love fiction, I love the way that words can draw you from your own everyday world.
I love to read. As a child I read all of the Enid Blyton books and devoured Roald Dahl. As a teenager, I discovered LJ Smith, Anne McCaffrey, Tamora Pierce, and David Eddings and went through the phase of reading Point Horrors. As an adult, I found Kelley Armstrong, Raymond E Feist, Georgette Heyer, The Brontes, Mary Shelley, Bram Stoker, Sheridan La Fanu and Henry James. I cannot imagine life without books.
So I have begun to write for myself. My characters live in my head and from time to time they want to live in other peoples as well. I want to share them with you and I hope you love them as much as I do.
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