Out Now—Two of Clubs by J.A. Armitage (@armitagebooks) #NA #newrelease #fantasy
Blurb
Fifty-two weeks,
four royal families, one war. Week one - January 1st - January 7th Rose (The
Two of Clubs) is the youngest of all the Royals of Vanatus, and she has a lot
to prove. Born a princess, but with the heart of a warrior, she struggles to
keep her two lives separate. By day, a perfect princess, but in the dark of
night, she slips out to practice being all she ever wanted to be, a warrior
like her brothers. When a dragon kidnaps some children from the royal castle,
she must act quickly, but the snap decision sets off a chain of events that
lead to the first war in the history of Vanatus, spelling disaster for both her
and her family. Follow the lives and loves of the fifty-two members of The
Houses of Club, Heart, Diamond and Spade in real time as they struggle to
maintain peace in the world of Vanatus. This is a New Adult fantasy series set
over the course of one whole year. This particular book is the first in the
series and is set over the first week from New Year's Day to 7th January from
the eyes of Rose Club. Each book in the series will be shown through the eyes
of a different character, all within the world of Vanatus. Each book can be
read as a standalone book (no cliffhangers), but the overall arc of the war
will play in the background throughout. This is New Adult so there will be some
swearing, mild violence, and sexual references.
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Excerpt
The
Hearts, Diamonds, and Spades were
supposed to be kept to the nicer parts of the castle. No one was supposed to
see the kitchens. Not that I suspected the sleeping Heart girl currently
wrapped around my elder brother actually cared what the state of the kitchen
was. Still, our father, the King, would be upset that someone from one of the
other clans had seen that we weren’t the perfect royal family we proclaimed to
be and that we did, in fact, have messy
kitchens - very messy this morning. Who would get the blame for this? Not
Tarragon, that’s for sure. Tarragon was only the Four of Clubs, but he was one
of Father’s favourites. I, on the other
hand, was the lowliest of all. As the Two of Clubs, I ranked only slightly
higher than the mice that sometimes frequented the kitchen despite the hard
work of Fluff, the palace cat. And it
was I who would get the blame for this.
I
glanced at the Heart woman. Usually, you
could tell a Heart from the clothes they wore, the most ridiculous ‘high
fashion’ which usually consisted of a lot of lace, tulle, feathers and leather,
but as I couldn’t see the rest of her, I guessed that she was completely naked
under the heap of coats. She was unmistakably
a Heart, though. Even with a lack of clothes, I could tell. Red hair fell in
waves down the flawless porcelain skin on her naked back. She looked perfect
and sensuous in every way, another rather annoying trait of The Hearts. They
just didn’t have bad hair days!
“Oy,”
I whispered to my wayward brother. The drill-like snoring turned into a grunt
so I stuck a toe in his side.
“Wha...?
Oh, it’s you!” He actually closed his
eyes again, pretending to fall right back asleep. He was in for a shock if he
thought I was going to leave him here.
“Will
you get her out of here, please? I have
to clean the kitchen to get it ready for the cooks.” I might have been the
lowest member of the family, but I’d developed into someone my mother described
as ‘a wilful child’ and my father called ‘a pain in the ass’. Tarragon knew he had no chance of being left alone with his
new plaything.
“What
time is it?” He opened his eyes again. His chin was damp with dribble, and he had streamers still weaved through his hair like a multicoloured wig. I couldn’t resist giving him
an eye roll.
“It
doesn’t matter what time it is. If father catches you with her, there will be
hell to pay, and I don’t want to be involved. Why did you bring her down here
anyway? She could be a spy.” Unlikely, as she’d actually been invited to the
castle along with the rest of her family. And unless The Hearts had a secret
desire to learn how much kitchen cleaner we used (not a lot it seemed), then
the chances of her being sent down here to spy were slim. Still, Tarragon
didn’t need to know that.
“Why
do you think I brought her down here? Can you not see her? She’s gorgeous.”
I
scowled. His complete disregard for the rules irritated me. It didn’t matter
how beautiful the woman was, she was still a Heart and therefore completely
untrustworthy. If her father caught them together, well, it didn’t bear
thinking about.
“She’s
a Heart!” I stated the obvious, knowing that Tarragon was fully aware that she
was a Heart, and that was more than
likely the reason he’d bedded her in the first place.
“Isn’t
this whole party thing to get the clans together so we can cooperate and live
in a peaceful land? This is why we all come together at this time of year.” He
gave that leisurely grin that women of all races seemed to fall for. It wasn’t
going to work on me, though. I was mad!
“Yes,
but I don’t think that you are supposed to come together quite so literally!”
“Or
quite so many times,” grinned Tarragon.
Author Bio
Born in a small
town, J.Armitage longed for adventure and travel.
Age 20 she moved to Dublin, then to San Diego, then Sydney and back to California where she did a brief stint working at Universal Studios being a minder to Sponge Bob.
Once back in Britain she got married, had babies and decided to write about the adventure she was now missing out on. She works full time, is a mum to three kids and has had a surrogate baby.
She has skydived twice (and survived), climbed Kilimanjaro and hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon. She has also worked as a professional clown and banana picker amongst other jobs.
Somehow she finds time to write.
Reviews for J.A.Armitage's work.
Age 20 she moved to Dublin, then to San Diego, then Sydney and back to California where she did a brief stint working at Universal Studios being a minder to Sponge Bob.
Once back in Britain she got married, had babies and decided to write about the adventure she was now missing out on. She works full time, is a mum to three kids and has had a surrogate baby.
She has skydived twice (and survived), climbed Kilimanjaro and hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon. She has also worked as a professional clown and banana picker amongst other jobs.
Somehow she finds time to write.
Reviews for J.A.Armitage's work.
Endless Winter is a
unique story that takes place in a beautiful world. J.A. Armitage's writing is
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I devoured this book like a rich box of chocolates. Sara C Roethle
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The idea behind Two of Clubs
There
are fifty two weeks in the year and the same number of cards in a deck. I
thought it would be crazy to write one book for every week of the year. Each
one is a different character, named after a playing card, living in the same
world and through the same war that plagues the fictional world of Vanatus.
Each chapter is a day. Eventually, I hope to have 52 books released comprising
of 365 chapters so you can read a chapter a day for the whole year J
I don’t
think anything like this has ever been done before. If 52 books sounds daunting,
each book is a separate story and has an ending. They are standalones, if you
will, but with the arc of the war playing in the background throughout.
I hope
you enjoy J
Here
are the links to Two of Clubs, plus some of the following books which are
available on pre-order
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