Feyguard_cover_final

Growing up on fairy tales and computer games, USA Today bestselling author Anthea Sharp has melded the two in her award-winning, bestselling Feyland series, which has sold over 200k copies worldwide. In addition to the fae fantasy/cyberpunk mashup of Feyland, she also writes Victorian Spacepunk, and fantasy romance. Her books have won awards, topped bestseller lists, and garnered over a million reads at Wattpad. She's frequently found hanging out on Amazon's Top 100 Fantasy/SF author list. Her short fiction has appeared in Fiction River, DAW anthologies, The Future Chronicles, and Beyond The Stars: At Galaxy's edge, among others.

Anthea lives in the Pacific Northwest, where she writes, hangs out in virtual worlds, plays the fiddle with her Celtic band Fiddlehead, and spends time with her small-but-good family. Join her newsletter at http://eepurl.com/1qtFb for a FREE STORY, plus find out about upcoming releases and reader perks – she never spams.

Feyguard Books 1-3 by Anthea Sharp

FEYGUARD Books 1-3

High-tech gaming meets the treacherous magic of the Realm of Faerie in this litRPG series packed with adventure, gaming, epic quests, and a touch of romance.

SPARK - Pro gamer Spark Jaxley risks everything to journey deep into the Realm of Faerie to save a computer hacker, only to find out he doesn't want to be rescued...

ROYAL - When a new girl attends Crestview High, Roy Lassiter can't help being drawn to her, but she carries a dark secret that could destroy his world.

MARNY - Marny Fanalua heads to the big city, glad to leave the creepy magic of the Realm of Faerie behind, but discovers there's no escape from Feyland...

Bonus story 1 - Brea's Tale: Arrival - Find out a bit more about the mysterious Brea and how she came into the mortal world.

Bonus story 2 - Trinket

CURATOR'S NOTE

Anthea Sharp writes delightful fantasy. Once upon a time, I would have told you that fiction about gaming has been done to death. But Anthea managed to find something new and astonishing in an old trope. After you finish Feyland Guards, go find the Feyland series. You'll love them both. – Kristine Kathryn Rusch

 

REVIEWS

  • "As with the original Feyland trilogy, the world-building is fantastic… The plot was so fast-paced that although I intended to only read a few chapters, I ended up finishing the whole book in one sitting."

    – The Mad Reviewer (Spark)
  • "This was a beautifully put together novel that I wouldn`t hesitate to recommend to fantasy lovers of all ages. The world that Sharp presents to her readers is breathtakingly beautiful and extremely easy to fall in love with. I definitely couldn`t put this one down even for a second."

    – Pure Jonel (Royal)
  • "Best Feyland book yet! We love that the heroine is a tall, strong Samoan girl who owns her distinctive look and style. Author Anthea Sharp does such a good job in contrasting the slick, high-tech futuristic feel of the real world in the city of Newport and the more formal, otherworldly, dreamy with a dark edge Faerie land."

    – Bubble Bath Books (Marny)
 

BOOK PREVIEW

Excerpt

The Dark Queen of the Realm of Faerie paced over the moon-dappled mosses before her tangled throne. Her skirts flared out into gossamer shadows, and diamonds sparkled in her black hair like tiny, cold stars, capturing the light of the sickle moon high overhead. Every step she took snapped with frustration, and the creatures of her court flinched as the reverberations of their queen's anger echoed through the realm.

Even the powerful horned hunter and his red-eyed hounds stayed at the far edges of the clearing, the star-tarnished oaks at their backs. The court musicians stood in a huddled trio, fingers quiet upon their instruments. Only the fearful whispers of the denizens of the Dark Court sawed the edge off the silence.

The queen halted, the still before the storm, and the last whispers died. From the darkened pathway a figure made of shadows came; a knight bearing an enormous blade. He strode past the violet bonfire, the flames licking eerie reflections on his black armor; past the feral and nameless creatures of the court, past the hollow-eyed banshee, and the sharp-toothed goblins with their caps of blood.

"My lady." He went down on one knee and bowed his black-helmed head in supplication.

"What have you found?" Her voice was shaded with wrath.

"It is as you guessed. The opening between the mortal world and our own remains but a thin crack. Nothing has changed since that gateway was closed through deceitful mortal and fey means."

"Curse the Elder Fey!" She clenched her fists, and frost striated the velvet-deep mosses beneath her feet. "We are no more than beggars for the scraps of dreams, where once we were feared across every human land. There must be a way to enter the human world freely, and harvest the essence of our power."

"If there is, we will not discover that means in the realm, my lady."

The queen's eyes narrowed. "Then we must find someone who can. Surely there is one among the mortals who would bend to the needs of the realm."

She whirled, and the fey folk cowered from the sharpness of her smile.

"Scouts, keep watch on the faerie ring. Soon enough, a human will stumble into the Dark Realm—and when they do, we will be ready. This time, there will be no escape."