Sanctuary of Nine Dragons Updates and Reviews

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It’s been a month since Sanctuary of Nine Dragons hit the stands. Have you gotten your copy? Brandan strongly suggested that if you hadn’t it would be a good thing to do. Here are the links:
MuseItUp Publishing bookstore:https://museituppublishing.com/bookstore/index.php/new-releases/sanctuary-of-the-nine-dragons-detail
Amazon Kindle Link –http://www.amazon.com/Sanctuary-Dragons-Palace-Twelve-Pillars-ebook/dp/B00IA4UWK6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1391727261&sr=8-1&keywords=christina+weigand
Barnes & Nobles Nook Link –http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/sanctuary-of-the-nine-dragons-christina-weigand/1118475269?ean=2940148302995
Smashwords Link –https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/403084

Brandan sent along this excerpt to help convince you:

Joachim cringed as he thought about what he had to do. The council had decided. He didn’t agree completely, but in the end, Joachim knew it was the only way; something had to be done. Maybe Brandan would give him a reason not to send him away.
King Brandan stomped into the room. “Why, Brother, have you no throne prepared for your poor, missing brother? I’m hurt. I expected more from you and my sister-in-law. Maeve, dear, couldn’t you have helped him prepare better?” He stepped toward her, quickly grabbed her hand, and kissed it.
Joachim lunged at him, pushing him from the dais. Brandan staggered then regained his balance and gazed at his brother. “Why such violence, especially when I am so recently injured?”
Stepping off the dais, Joachim stood eye-to-eye with his brother. “Enough! You’re no more hurt than I am. And you have no business touching my wife, or sitting on Crato’s throne.”
Brandan laughed, pushed him aside, and stepped up to claim his throne. Joachim grabbed his twin’s shoulder, spun him around, and punched him in the mouth.
Rubbing where Joa’s fist had landed, Brandan smirked. “Well, my brother has finally developed some stones.” He raised his other hand to hit Joachim.
Matthias stepped forward, sword in hand and grabbed his arm before he could hit Crato’s king. He pulled the king’s brother away, so Joachim could reclaim his throne.
Jerking himself free, Brandan straightened his tunic. “This has been fun; but as you seem to be in no mood to visit, I shall take my leave. Come to me when you’re in a better frame of mind.”
“Stop! You are going nowhere until I say you can.”
Brandan stopped and looked at his brother. “What did you say to me? Is that how you talk to a fellow king and brother?”
“Yes, it is. As of this morning, you are no longer a king, and I’m not sure I should even call you brother.”
“Why dearest brother, whatever do you mean?” Brandan asked.
“Ever since we were boys, you have done everything you could to make trouble. I was always willing to forgive you and hoped you would change your evil ways. But no more! You have pushed me—pushed this country—too far this time,” Joa thundered at him.
“What are you rambling on about?” Brandan sneered and bit a fingernail.
“Brandan, I should sentence you to execution, but there are two things keeping me from that. First: you are my brother, and I hold onto a hope, however faint, you can be reformed…”
Brandan chortled. “Not a good bet, brother.”
“Second, I strongly suspect you of making two attempts on my life. Unfortunately, I don’t have enough evidence to prove it was you. I punished one innocent man because of the little evidence we do have. I do not wish to make that mistake a second time.”
Brandan laughed again. “So, if we’re finished here, I’ll be leaving.”
“As I said before, you won’t be going anywhere until I say so. I may not have what I need to sentence you to death, but after your actions toward the queen this morning, I have some recourse.”
“What are you talking about? I did nothing she didn’t ask for.”
Maeve rose from her throne. Joa put his hand on her arm to stop her.
“Brandan, I suggest you remain quiet until I finish.”
“Brother, you do not have the authority to do this. We are equals.”
“Do you not see the Adept Council before you? We met and discussed this matter at length… They have given me the authority.”
“This tiresome group of old men?” Brandan laughed. “They have even less power over me than you do.”
Ignoring Brandan’s comments, the king continued. “First, I strip you of your title. You are no longer King Brandan but will henceforth be known simply as Prince Brandan.” He paused and swallowed. He didn’t know if he could continue. The lump in his throat felt as big as a koali fruit. He swallowed again. Maeve grasped his hand. Warmth and reassurance enveloped him. He knew what he had to do.
“When we have finished here, Rupert, Salochin, and Master Frederick will take you to Rupert’s tower. There, they will strip you of your magical powers. When they are finished, Matthias and Wilhelm will escort you to the Port of Wyrzburg, where you will be put on a ship bound for Hyogo, the prison island. There you will remain for the rest of your life. You are never to return to Crato or Mahorg. You will live in the mountain abbey with the monks and work side-by-side with them.”
“You’re a misguided fool.” Brandan sneered. “If you believe that by exiling me, you are saving yourself from evil—think again. You may have peace and rest comfortably for a short while, but don’t assume I won’t find a way to come back and destroy you.” He stepped up to the thrones and leaned forward, placing a hand on each. The guards on either side of the king stepped forward to stop him. Joachim raised his hand signaling them to stop.
Brandan glared at the guard and muttered, “Freisen!” The man froze where he stood.
Brandan turned back to his brother and sister-in-law. “No, Joa. This is not over and what I did to your guard is nothing compared to the evils you will suffer by my hand.”
While he was speaking, Rupert chanted a binding spell. Matthias came forward and placed his sword tip to Brandan’s back.
The king put his good hand on his brother’s shoulders and pushed him upright as he stood. “You have done enough! Matthias, escort him to Master Rupert’s tower.”
As the prince was escorted from the room, Joa slumped back into his throne. It was done, he thought as remorse washed over him. A tear crawled down his cheek as Maeve squeezed his hand.

 

Check out what Sarah Heath of The Wordsmith Journal had to say about Sanctuary of Nine Dragons. Here is the link:http://twjmag.com/ya-perspective/dragon-sanctuary-ya

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Sanctuary of the Nine Dragons Print Email Sanctuary of the Nine Dragons(Palace of the Twelve Pillars) By Christina Weigand Joachim banishes Brandan to prison island of Hyogo. His infant son, Prince Airyn…
A five star review for Sanctuary of Nine Dragons. Thank you Samantha Rivera and Reader’s Favorites. Check it out at http://readersfavorite.com/book-review/27326

Reviewed by Samantha Rivera for Readers’ Favorite

Sanctuary of Nine Dragons is the story of men who are more than simply men. These are men of a different species with magical powers and the ability to do more than any regular human could…

And lest we forget Karina Fabian reviewed Palace of the Twelve Pillars: Book One.  Here is what she had to say:palaceoftwelvepillars200x300 (2)
Palace of the Twelve Pillars by Chris Weigand:  I need to get this one on my son’s Kindle. Did you grow up on fairy tales of the good prince and the bad prince? Here’s one written for the more modern reader, with more adventure, but still the same sound principles. I did feel in the start of the book that the bad brother was a little too obviously bad and the good brother too obviously good, but I did find myself thinking about them now and again even after I put the book down. And (a total aside) the covers are amazing.  I get serious cover envy when I see them.
Must also mention Palace of the Three:palaceofthethreecrosses333x500 (1) Here is a review:
Christina Weigand’s Palace of the Three Crosses picks up where the previous book in the trilogy, Palace of the Twelve Pillars, left readers hanging in suspense. In it, we are reunited with Joachim and Brandon, the twin princes of Crato. Having gone through many trials and tribulations, have they each been truly healed and has their relationship been fully mended? Can they trust each other? Now faced with a missing mother and a kingless country, the princes must make many hard, adult decisions. In Palace of the Three Crosses, both physical and spiritual battles take place for the kingdoms in the land of Ramajadin, and for the hearts of the princes of Crato.
When Joachim is chosen as the new king of Crato, his brother becomes wrought with jealousy and turns back to the evil ways of Sidramah. As much as Brandon makes poor choices, he is a character with which many readers will be able to relate. Brandon betrays his brother, he falls in love with the wrong girl, and yet, through it all, the reader roots for him. Much like the humans of this world, he messes up time and time again, falls for Sidramah’s lies countless times, and yet, Asha still fights for him. Palace of the Three Crosses is full of love and loss, hope and despair, but as dark as the prince’s situation becomes, there is always the light that hope brings shining like a beacon in the dark. I’m very much looking forward to how Christina wraps up Brandon and Joachim’s stories in Sanctuary of the Nine Dragons,which will be coming out in February!

SUNSHINE OF RESURRECTION

 

 

Repent ye therefore and be converted that your sins may be blotted out when the times of refreshing shall come from the presence of the Lord. (Acts 3:19, KJV)

 

The earth is coming out of its long winter sleep and although it has appeared to be dormant, it has spent these many months renewing and refreshing preparing for a rebirth.

Seedlings hiding deep underground are lying in wait for the first signs of sunshine and warming rains to be released from their cold incubators. Animals active during other times of the year sleep in rejuvenate in their winter homes. Even trees exposed to the winter elements withdraw into themselves and throughout the onslaught nurture and grow while we wait the warmer days of spring.

The days are shorter and darker, even when the sun shines it is harder to capture its warmth. Human inclination is to hunker down, stoke up the fires and hibernate like some animals. We feel our energy is depleted and desire to move in slow motion or even no motion. In essence we desire to take on the appearance of the plant and animal kingdoms surrounding us.

Our spiritual lives can be a lot like the seemingly endless season of winter. Sin moves in and darkens our souls. God seems distant and unattainable like the warmth of the sun.

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Like plants and animals we can use this dark season for regrowth and renewal. Use the time to soul- search and find our most vulnerable and exposed areas in our lives, where Satan can gain a foothold. We must find the time to pray, to nurture and regain our hope and faith. Become still and silent like the plants and animals. Listen for God’s gentle answers for your life. Let that first ray of light reach the cold, dark recesses of your heart and soul and set you on fire with His passion. Prepare yourself for rebirth into the wondrous light of God. Christ’s resurrection hails the spring of our spirituality. Through prayer, Bible study and like minded community His light and warmth will burst through like a seed bursting through the soil, all anew after a winter’s rest.

The Resurrection supplies the light, water and warmth needed to banish Satan and the darkest of seasons. Jesus rebuilds our hope and takes away our sin, like spring sweeps away the detritus of winter, when we give Him the opening.

Jesus is there for all seasons and if we search in the right places He can be easily found. With Him we can banish the darkness, the hopelessness, the winter of our lives and we can have it always.

May you be blessed in this Easter Season with love and forgiveness of the sacrifice that Christ made for us.

All for the Glory of God

Christina Weigand