The Sidhe Podcast 2

In the second The Sidhe podcast Ravynheart and Archer talk about the new release Bloodhound, about the progress on the audio recording of In Whom You Trust and End of the World, and about Touched humans and how they play a role in the world of The Sidhe.

A couple of corrections, the scene with Joe that is discussed took place in Eyes of Magic, not Bloodhound. Also, it will be Defender of Magic that will be released next, with Compelling coming out a little later.


Also we discuss plans to do more stuff with mailing list, including exclusive or early content.

Plus a lot of laughs and fun.

Enjoy!

Let's Go!

 This is a great song for the Unseelie, especially the young earthborns of the Glamour Club. No matter their past, no matter their scars, they are overcoming and becoming a force to be reckoned with. They are taking control of their magic and their lives, under Donovan's guidance. The growth they've had in Bloodhound is just the beginning. More to come in Uprising, the final story in the Rise of the Unseelie series that will be coming out this Fall.

enjoy: Calvin Harris and Ne-Yo - Let's Go

The Sidhe Podcast #1

 The first video podcast for The Sidhe, an urban fantasy series by S. Ravynheart and S.A. Archer. In this episode, Archer is flying solo, and talks about the new release, Bloodhound - Rise of the Unseelie #4, and the upcoming books in the Touched and Champion of the Sidhe series. She also discusses the reason for the serial novella style of storytelling, and touches on the overview of the world.

In this podcast Archer asks for your vote on which story of the Sidhe should be recorded as a free podiobook. Vote by commenting here in the blog, or by tweeting @The_Sidhe or by emailing to archer[at]sidhetouch[dot]com. The first book to get 10 votes will be recorded. Let us know what you want! We suggest either Cursed, Aftershock or In Whom You Trust and End of the World.

And let us know what you'd like us to discuss on future podcasts!

Fireflight - Unbreakable

 During the writing of Bloodhound, Unbreakable by Fireflight was one of my favorite songs for the earthborns, especially Malcolm. I love the beat and the energy in this song and I wanted to share it with you. Can't you just see Malcolm, after all his gone through with his dad and the goblins, facing his past and becoming stronger as he overcomes the pain that once consumed him? Can't you imagine Kieran, trying to find his strength in the face of his past with the vampires, and his confusion over the attraction and anger he holds for London?

enjoy: Fireflight - Unbreakable

New Release! Bloodhound - Rise of the Unseelie #4

 At last! Bloodhound has been released! We're committed to 90 days exclusive on Amazon, before rolling it out to the other vendors.

 Readers of Enchanted who've been curious about the Unseelie side of the story events will find their answers in this novelette. There's a lot more to it than just that though! We continue to see the change and growth in the young bloodhound, Malcolm. Plus there is a lot more of the dark and intriguing Unseelie leader, Donovan. We hope you enjoy the story!

Sneak Peek of Bloodhound - Rise of the Unseelie #4

If you read Enchanted, you will certainly see a lot of crossover into this Rise of the Unseelie story. 

Bloodhound

by S.A. Archer and S. Ravynheart

Chapter One

“You’re so dead, mate!” Bryce shouted over the explosion of gunfire.

Malcolm flung himself back from the onslaught with a growl. “You suck!” Blood splattered on the telly as his man on the video game got massacred for the fifth time in a row. “That’s it! No more Mr. Nice Guy.” He hit the rematch button. “This time I’m bringing out the railgun. See how you like that.”

They jostled into each other as they jumped and dodged with their computer guys in a no-holds-barred, two-player combat to the death.

Again.

It didn’t even matter that Bryce crushed him on the stupid video game. Not really. Leastwise for the last few hours Malcolm hadn’t thought about magic at all. Pretty much, anyway. Donovan was the only one who didn’t think Malcolm’s bloodhound ‘magic’ was lame. The other Sidhe did, even if they played it off like it wasn’t any big deal. Like Malcolm wasn’t too awful weird, just kinda twitchy. But for the last couple hours, he’d just been one of the lads with Bryce, playing this video game like they were just regular 17-year-olds. And Malcolm sorta forgot for a tiny bit that they weren’t just that.

All up until a high-pitched whistle sliced over the racket from the game.

It was one of those annoying sounds that echoed in the brain and not just the ears. Malcolm winced, trying to ignore it as he mashed the buttons at a rapid-fire rate. “What is that? Car alarm?”

“What’s what?” Bryce twisted his controller as if that could make his guy dodge for cover faster. “Got me in the leg, you creep!”

“You don’t hear that? For real?” Malcolm paused the game. Even hunching his shoulders against the constant peal couldn’t stop the sound from jangling his nerves. “That whistle?”

Bryce listened and then shook his head. “I don’t hear anything. It’s probably nothing. Come on.” He unpaused the game. A fresh explosion of noise covered most of the magic, but not the whistle.

Malcolm hardly noticed when he dropped the controller. The first sparks of panic prickled all though him as he jumped up and yanked the power cord out of the wall, shutting up the telly. “Is that Kieran? Where is he?”

“Hey! I was winning!” Bryce scowled.

Malcolm turned in a circle, tilting his head this way and that, studying the magic around him. Through the walls and floor Malcolm saw glowing silhouettes, like seeing heat signatures, only his senses were geared to magic. Flames flickered around Bryce constantly, though no one else saw that. In the flat across from them Dawn twinkled with her healing sparkles. On the floor below the fey mingled in a sea of rainbow hues. Trip’s darkness floated around her like scarves on the wind as she danced in the club with a group of elves. “He’s not in the club.” Malcolm twisted around. “Where’s that sound coming from?” He blinked as the sudden silence startled him. “It just stopped. Only…” The whistle had been wrong. Desperate, like panic. “Where’s Donovan? He’s not in the club either. Is Kieran with him?”

“Who cares?” Bryce reached to plug the telly back in, but Malcolm stepped on the cord. “Will you move your bloody foot?” He swatted at Malcolm’s leg.

“No! Just wait.” Malcolm listened harder, but couldn’t hear anything of Kieran over the clatter filtering up from the fey in the Glamour Club. Even scrunching his eyes closed tight and gripping the sides of his head, Malcolm couldn’t shift through the racket. Sometimes it was all too much; never ending chaos that blared and flashed and buffeted against him. A minute ago, he’d been able to ignore it. Now it was everywhere around him and inside him and pick-pick-picking at him. And right now, reaching for the itty, bittiest thread through all the masses of magic crowding and pounding into his mind, made him want to scream.

Instead, he ran from it. Malcolm raced from Bryce’s flat and up the flight of steps to the roof. A little further from the magic roiling up from the fey in the club. Bryce chased him though, with his ever-present crackle of flame and campfire scent. Malcolm spun in a full circle, actively listening, but hearing nothing of Kieran’s sound magic. Which was wicked bad. Kieran was one noisy chap, constantly buzzing or humming or whirring or something else loud and usually obnoxious. Only now…

Nothing.

Heart pounding, panic mounting, Malcolm shook his head. “Kie’s in trouble. I know it. Where’s Donovan?”

“How would I know?” Exasperated and impatient and totally not getting it. “Malcolm, forget it. You’re freaking out over nothing.”

Everybody always thought it was nothing. Like Malcolm was some kind of nutter. “It’s not nothing!” Malcolm snatched Bryce by the front of his shirt and jerked him close. “Call Donovan!”

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Bloodhound - Rise of the Unseelie #4 Coming Soon!

 Donovan rescued the earthborns. Protected them. Gave them shelter from the predators who would feast on their blood and Sidhe magic.

 That time is over.

 Time for the earthborns to train. To fight back. To reclaim what is theirs.

 Time to show the world what it means to be Unseelie.

Bloodhound

Rise of the Unseelie #4

Coming Soon!