{"id":38,"date":"2013-09-30T13:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-09-30T13:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bestfantasynovel.com\/2013\/09\/30\/frost-by-kate-avery-ellison\/"},"modified":"2013-09-30T13:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-09-30T13:00:00","slug":"frost-by-kate-avery-ellison","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/2013\/09\/30\/frost-by-kate-avery-ellison\/","title":{"rendered":"Frost by Kate Avery Ellison"},"content":{"rendered":"
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In the icy, monster-plagued world of the Frost, one wrong move and a person could end up dead\u2014and Lia Weaver knows this better than anyone. After monsters kill her parents, she must keep the family farm running despite the freezing cold and threat of monster attacks or risk losing her siblings to reassignment by the village Elders. With dangers on all sides and failure just one wrong step away, she can\u2019t afford to let her emotions lead her astray. So when her sister finds a fugitive bleeding to death in the forest\u2014a young stranger named Gabe\u2014Lia surprises herself and does the unthinkable.<\/p>\n

She saves his life.<\/p>\n

Giving shelter to the fugitive could get her in trouble. The Elders have always described the advanced society of people beyond the Frost, the \u201cFarthers,\u201d as ruthless and cruel. But Lia is startled to find that Gabe is empathetic and intelligent\u2026and handsome. She might even be falling in love with him.<\/p>\n

But time is running out. The monsters from the forest circle the farm at night. The village leader is starting to ask questions. Farther soldiers are searching for Gabe. Lia must locate a secret organization called the Thorns to help Gabe escape to safety, but every move she makes puts her in more danger.<\/p>\n

Is compassion\u2014and love\u2014worth the risk?<\/p>\n

Download Frost <\/i>on Amazon<\/a>, Barnes and Noble<\/a> or Smashwords<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Excerpt<\/h4>\n

His eyes were closed and his face was pale. He was not dead, though\u2014I saw the shallow rise and fall of his chest beneath his strange shirt and coat. Something in me loosened at the confirmation of his survival, like I\u2019d been holding my breath.<\/p>\n

Ivy reached my side. \u201cHe was moaning,\u201d she said. At her words, he made a sound of pure agony that made my heart ache even if he was a dangerous Farther.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe is probably full of infection.\u201d I needed to step closer, to look him over, but I wasn\u2019t sure if it was safe. I remembered last night and his expression when he\u2019d woken in the barn. He had not looked grateful.<\/p>\n

\u201cHis wound…\u201d She pointed at the place where the blood had blackened his torn shirt and arm. \u201cShouldn\u2019t we clean it again?\u201d<\/p>\n

I pressed my lips together. There was no way I was letting her within three feet of this Farther, not when he was awake. \u201cBring me some warm water and soap, and an extra shirt of Jonn\u2019s. And some of the stew left over from last night\u2019s supper. He\u2019s probably hungry now.\u201d<\/p>\n

She hesitated, wanting to argue. The nervousness I felt rose up in me like a wave, and I snapped, \u201cGo.\u201d<\/p>\n

She went.<\/p>\n

With her gone, I could really examine him in the light of day. Last night it had been too dark to really see anything. His groaning was loud now, almost a keening. I\u2019d heard the sound of my grandfather dying from stomach-sick years ago, and it was much like this. I crept closer, my midsection churning.<\/p>\n

He was barely visible under the straw that covered him. His eyelids cracked open when I approached, and he rustled beneath his blanket of hay. I faced him without smiling or cowering. I wanted him to know that I was not afraid of him. Or at least, I wanted him to think that I wasn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou,\u201d he whispered. His breath hissed between his teeth as the pain seized him again, and he shuddered. \u201cYou are one of those Snow People, the ones who live in the Frost.\u201d<\/p>\n

He was young, I supposed, probably not much older than me. But his voice had a strength in it that made him sound older than that. His hair was thick and dark, like every Farther I\u2019d ever seen, and his skin was tanned darker than my pale Frost complexion. He had a thin, sharp face and lashes as long as a girl\u2019s. They fluttered as he squinted at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d I said, because the term Snow People was accurate enough when describing my village, although that was not what we called ourselves.<\/p>\n

He took in my expression, and his eyes narrowed. \u201cWhat are you going to do to me? Let me die? Or give me back?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGive you back?\u201d I asked. What was he babbling about?<\/p>\n

He sighed, and I realized that he had passed out again. His face turned the color of gravel and perspiration dotted his forehead.<\/p>\n

I moved closer. My skin tingled at my nearness to him. There had been malevolence in his eyes\u2014what if he sprang forward and grabbed me? What if he tried to hurt me? But he was unconscious and sick, and as my fears lessened, I grew bolder and leaned in to study his wound.<\/p>\n

The blood had dried, leaving a sticky river of brownish-black down his shoulder and arm. The strange clothing on his back hung in tatters, exposing the torn flesh, and bits of rock and straw studded the wound. I could see from the severity of it that he would be dead before long.<\/p>\n

The skin around his wound was swollen. I probed it gently.<\/p>\n

He jerked awake at my touch, and his eyes flew open as he cried out. I staggered back, startled. Our eyes met.<\/p>\n

Sweat ran down his forehead and dripped onto his nose. His eyes were wild with pain and terror. \u201cPlease,\u201d he whispered, and for a moment he looked pitiful instead of defiant and dangerous.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know what he wanted.<\/p>\n

Find more from Kate on her blog<\/a>, Twitter<\/a> and Goodreads<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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