Blog Tour: IMMERSE BY TOBIE EASTON

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Welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Immerse by Tobie Easton, and don’t forget to check out the giveaway at the bottom of the post!

About the Book

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Immerse (Mer Chronicles #3) by Tobie Easton

Publication Date:  March 19, 2019

Publisher:  Month9Books

Immerse is the spellbinding and breathless final installment of the Mer Chronicles series where descendants of the Little Mermaid must face deadly magic, shifting alliances, and the dangers of forbidden love.

Lia can’t wait for her parents’ coronation. Now living in the sparkling palace beneath the waves, she sneaks off to Malibu whenever possible to see Clay. Tucked away in an abandoned seaside mansion, Lia and Clay devise a plan to ensure they can stay together forever.

But when an old enemy resurfaces and Lia is restricted to the palace for the safety of all Merkind, she and Clay are ripped apart once more.

She fears not only for Clay, but for her best friend Caspian, who seems to be swimming down a dangerous path. He has invited the conniving Melusine to the coronation ball, convinced she’s capable of change. And no matter how hard Lia fights it, showing up on Caspian’s arm is just the start of Melusine’s insidious return to her life.

With threats Below growing more ominous by the day and a powerful ancient ritual looming, soon the two girls can’t escape each other. As their fates grow increasingly intertwined, Melusine might be the only one who can help Lia find the answers she desperately needs to save everyone she loves and to achieve her happily ever after. But can Lia trust her?

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Excerpt

The library doors are my favorite in the castle. Unlike all the other
doors, made of sculpted sea glass in colors ranging from pastels to deep
jewel tones, the doors to the varellska (Mermese for library) are made
of the coated wood of a sunken Victorian ship. Mounted to the frame
between the double doors is a handcrafted mermaid from the ship’s
prow, her wooden hair blowing around her in carved curls, her face
proud. She puts a smile on my own face as I open one of the doors and
swim into the room that may hold the answer I need among its secrets.
Shelves stretch up the walls high above my head, each lined with
shells of every conceivable size and pattern, from short volumes
of poetry in tiny sundial shells to hours-long research tomes in
giant diadema shells. Between the shells stand various treasures for
decoration: an antique spyglass, a bronze-rimmed compass, an old
brass lantern. I inhale the scent of shell polish and whalebone styluses.
I’ve come on the librarian’s day off and have the whole place to
myself. I swim up to the highest shelves, where there rests a large,
gilded starfish, the symbol of balanced justice. What’s happened to
Clay at the hands and fins of Merkind has been anything but just.
I’m hoping that means justice is on our side throughout our quest to
make him a Merman. I rub the starfish for luck. “Help me find a way,”
I murmur into the varellska’s quiet stillness.

I step through the cascade to the inner vault.
And barely have time to jut out my hands and catch myself as
I fall face-first onto the hard, limestone floor. My leg control might
have gotten a bunch better, but all this switching back and forth is
really pushing it. I shift to a sitting position; my legs are still shaking,
so I don’t trust myself to stand. Not now. I picture Amy outside, trying
to keep that shark calm until my return. Not when I have to hurry.
Without wasting another second, I visualize Clay’s … well, let’s just say
I think about Clay, and my leg control firms right up. I hop to my feet.
Row after row of shelves stretch out in front of me, reaching from
floor to ceiling. Each shelf holds a neat line of woven crates with
latched lids. These crates contain all the most well-guarded, precious
artifacts in the palace, from technology prototypes to classified
historical documents to evidence from the most high-profile trial in
modern Mer history.
I swim to the far right, where the blueprints indicated the
evidence would be. But that still leaves at least five rows, each with
ten shelves, and dozens of crates. I have no clue what the sorting
system is, or which crate the dagger is in, and it would take hours to
go through by hand. I glance back at the dry spell cascade. On the
other side, Amy, Em, and that shark wait for my swift return. I don’t
have hours. I don’t have minutes.
You’re ready for this, I tell myself. I sit cross-legged on the floor
and roll my shoulders, exhaling. My eyes drift shut.
As I connect to my center, and the magical energy that ebbs and
flows within me like ocean waves, my senses awaken to the other
sources of magical energy within the room. With the potions, spell
recordings, amulets, and who knows what else stored within these
walls, it’s hard to distinguish one magical source from the next. Most
of them pulse, low and weak, in yellows and purples and pale blues
that blend together in my consciousness. A few more powerful items
emanate in rich cardinals and golds from within their crates. But I
can’t let them distract me. I must find the dagger somewhere in the
haze by focusing my awareness, just the way Ondine taught me in
our very first magic lesson.
That day, I’d sensed the magical energy of potted seagrass, its
signature a pretty boring, steady green pulse. Now, the signature that
greets my senses, that stands out as far more powerful than all the
rest, is anything but boring. The obsidian dagger’s energy is dark and
metallic. It slithers out of a crate three shelves up in inky tendrils.
They reach out to me through the dry air, beckoning me nearer.
When I open my eyes, the image disappears, but I can still feel
the tempting lure, calling out to me from within that crate. I walk
toward it.

 

About the Author

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Award-winning author Tobie Easton was born and raised in Los Angeles, California, where she’s grown from a little girl who dreamed about magic to a twenty-something who writes about it. Her debut novel, Emerge, is a Gold Medal Winner (Young Adult – Sci-Fi/Fantasy) of the Moonbeam Children’s Book Awards and is Book 1 in the acclaimed Mer Chronicles series. The trilogy follows the descendants of the Little Mermaid and offers fans a peek into a world where Mermaids aren’t just real, but live secretly among us on land.

She and her very kissable husband enjoy traveling the globe and fostering packs of rescue puppies. Tobie loves chocolate chip cookies and Oxford commas. A summa cum laude graduate of the University of Southern California, Tobie splits her time between Los Angeles and Boston.

Learn more about Tobie and her upcoming books on www.TobieEaston.com.

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Giveaway:

  • One (1) winner will receive a Starbucks Gift Card

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