COSMIC WARS,
book 5 in the Grand Masters’ Galaxy
Thrilling SciFi Adventure
Cosmic Wars
This is book has the most intense and dangerous missions I
think I’ve ever read. Aurora Springer leaves nothing on the table in this book. It
is constant trouble from beginning to end.
Nor is anything easy!
I am totally exhausted! But very very glad I read this. The detail she
puts in her stories astounds me, and this one left me in near constant fear
through the last half of the book.
5 stars for sure!
Blurb
Join psychic superstars, Violet and Athanor Griffin, on
this epic adventure, meet aliens of all stripes, and of course, the fabulous
dragons of Sythos.
Violet
and Athanor Griffin reunite with their baby son after escaping from the world
beyond the fiery Cosmic Rift, but they find no respite from troubles. The Grand
Masters have declared Athanor dead, and are competing to replace him as Chair
of the Counsel.
Hordes of bloodsucking Ixioth slavers threaten galactic
civilization, and a new enemy has emerged from the alternate universe, an enemy
immune to psychic forces. The dynamic couple is soon swamped with pleas for
help. Athanor’s vow to crush the insectoid Ixioths and expel the Nulls hits a
major obstacle. The teleportal web enables their allied enemies to make rapid
strikes and escape to unknown locations, somewhere in the galaxy. Violet has a
different perilous challenge. Her promise to rescue the children captured on
Cinerea means she must brave the dreadful Rift and lose her psychic powers. Can
the Griffins reconcile their divergent promises, or must they separate for the
tasks of rescuing the prisoners and defeating the slavers?
Excerpt
A column of pink mist formed in the middle of
the room, and quickly resolved into the flower Grand Master, Amarylla
Threeleaf. The Wistralian’s three giant petals were tightly furled in a long
bud above her short stalk and the tangle of her brown rootlets.
She opened her petals, wafting the scent of
roses. Their translators rendered her greeting, “Griffin Grand Masters, your
brilliant presence sweetens sap of Brightness Amarylla.”
A courteous host, Athanor stood to give a
formal bow and waved his hand in a cordial gesture. “Welcome to my castle,
Grand Master Threeleaf. I am grateful for your generosity in guiding the
Council during my absence.”
Her petals paled, and Amarylla’s leaves
rustled, “Absence of Griffin Chair sprouted thorns on Council.”
Sparking blue fire from his eyes, Athanor
grunted, “Hades, I guessed as much. Tell us the bad news.”
“After Grand Master Violet blew into the Cosmic
Rift, not fifteen Terran days passed before Council declared Griffin dead.”
“I might well have been killed, but Violet knew
better,” he grumbled. “She perceived I was alive.”
“Advice of Grand Master Violet unheard,
unheeded, lost in tumult.”
“Tumult? As dismal as that?” He barked a
scornful laugh. “Did they fight for my unenviable position?”
“Choice of new Chair debated with violent
winds.” Amarylla fluttered the edges of her petals.
More amused than angry, Athanor asked, “Who is
my replacement?”
A faint odor of rotting vegetation hinted at
the plantoid’s disgust. “Traditional combat offered for Chair. Four Grand
Masters deferred to Brightness Threeleaf. Brightness declined to fight. Grand
Master and Lord of Lightning, Nathan, will oppose Grand Master Baxicki for
topmost branch.”
Athanor scowled and his blue aura flared.
“Odin’s eye, I might have guessed those two would stir up trouble.” He paced to
the window, spun around and met Violet’s gaze.
Fuming with indignation, she said, “Voids,
Nathan ought to be grateful for your mercy. You refused to punish him for
conspiring to destroy the portal web.”
“Mercy
is rarely rewarded. Nathan claimed he repented, and I deemed Morrigu was the
chief instigator of their conspiracy.” Gazing at the pink petals of Amarylla,
he asked, “When is their combat scheduled?”
Her petals flushed to crimson, releasing the
sharp tang of lemons. “Combat is today. Brightness agreed to hold a special
meeting of the full Council at twenty hours Terran standard. Griffins must attend.”
Quickly checking the relative planetary times
on her com, Violet exclaimed, “Voids, the meeting’s in one hour and forty-five
minutes.” She straightened and glared at her mate. “We’ll have to get dressed.”
“What’s the rush? We’ll be ready in a tenth of
the time.” Athanor laughed. “By Ragnar’s fires, the fools will tremble when I
appear with Violet. They cannot overcome the joint force of the two Griffins.”
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Author
Bio
Aurora
Springer is a scientist morphing into a novelist. She has a
PhD in molecular biophysics and discovers science facts in her day job. She has
invented adventures in weird worlds for as long as she can remember. In 2014,
Aurora achieved a life-long ambition to publish her stories. Her works are
character-driven adventures and romances set in weird worlds and described with
a sprinkle of humor. Some of the stories were composed thirty years ago. She
was born in the UK and lives in Atlanta with her husband, a dog and two cats to
sit on the keyboard. Her hobbies, besides reading and writing, include outdoor
activities like gardening, watching wildlife, hiking and canoeing.
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