Pawsgaard

      Jon Thysell
Pawsgaard

Guineawick hasn't seen a non-mouse in generations, so when a wounded rabbit warrior is found outside of town, Hester knows there's more to his story than he's letting on."Pawsgaard" is a short fantasy story written for older children, and introduces the principal characters of the Guineawick Tales series.HE IS SAVED FROM THE SEA, BUT NOT WITH ANY MEMORY OF HIS PASTBEHOLD, AN EXOTIC STRANGERCamila is a beautiful Mexican American young woman disillusioned by her family's transfer to Mexico and she longs to go back to the States. Her monotonous and uneventful life is disrupted by the appearance of a young man, washed out from the sea, who wakes up in her arms without his memory.They named him Javier and his parents allowed him to stay in their house to help in the upkeep of their simple Bed & Breakfast. Camila and Javier soon becomes close, and though he cannot tell him more than what he knows, she feels that there is something more to him than a missing memory. Innocent and earnest, Javier awakens her compassion. Handsome and mysterious, he awakens her passion. But in her happiness, Sofia pushes to the side what worries her about him.Something has been disturbed in the quiet seaside dwelling since Javier's arrival. Camila couldn't believe it is supernatural so she pushes it away. But until when?If you wish to read more, download now!BONUS PREVIEW IF YOU BUY THIS BOOK!EXCERPT“Are you okay?” Camila finally asked.He cocked his head, but didn’t answer. She tried again in Spanish, and finally in (bad) Yucatec. At last he recognized the words. She could see that through the changing expressions in his eyes. He was unlike the other locals who pretended not to understand her. He also smiled and nodded gratefully.“My name is Camila,” she said. “What’s your name?”“I am….” And then he turned so pale she was afraid he was going to die, after all."Yes? What is wrong?" she asked.He looked at her, his green eyes piercing and afraid. “I don’t remember.”Camila let out a breath she didn’t realize that she’d been holding. He might have bumped his head somewhere, which wouldn't be very surprising considering the marks of bruises he had on his body. “Well, then, what do you remember?” she asked.He frowned with the effort, but his eyes began to well up with tears of fright. He reached for her hand and she took it, worried at how violently it was shaking.“Nothing,” he said, finally. “I remember nothing.”“Nothing?” Sofia said. “How did you get hurt—”“I remember nothing,” he said quietly.But underneath the calm she could hear the edge of desperation, sharp and cold, as it threatened to cut through his demeanor and turn him into a quivering wreck.Next in the Series:2. Opaque Memories3. The Rising4. The Wild's GodDownload and discover why readers love discovering Isaiah Fields' books.Scroll up and get the book now!
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