Friday, June 26, 2015

Daughter of Lions Chapter One

In celebration of my novel's release here is Chapter 1 of Daughter of Lions:


The students standing in the cafeteria line in front of me chatted happily about their spring break plans and how they wished it was longer. I just wished the lunch line would move faster. My stomach was growling fiercely, announcing its displeasure at not eating yet and if I did not get it food soon it was swearing that I would die.

“Forgot your breakfast again?” asked a chipper female voice from beside me.

I turned and hugged my best friend, Sandy, around her small shoulders. She was the shortest girl in school, only four foot eleven with black hair down to her plump Hawaiian butt. “Yes, I left it on the counter when I heard the bus honk the horn and I have been starving for the past two hours.”

Sandy shook her head at me. “You would forget your foot if you didn’t need it to walk with.”

I laughed and tried to dismiss the visual taking shape in my head. “Are you coming over tonight?” I asked hopefully.
Sandy nodded her head. “I convinced my mom to let me come over since you are going away for the rest of spring break.”

I sighed sadly. “Yeah, two states away.”

“You know you like visiting with your Dad,” she said as we moved forward a centimeter. I never
understood why it took other students so long to choose their food and pay, yet the slow moving line was proof that it took them a ridiculous amount of time.

I nodded my head. “I love visiting with my Dad, I just hate being away from you all break long.”

Sandy shook her head. “I appreciate you trying to make me feel better, but I know you are lying. You love all the attention the people your Dad hangs out with give you and hardly think about me while you are there. You just get embarrassed when your Dad refers to you as a ‘child’ and ruins the fun you were having trying to act tough with them.”

“I really need to stop telling you everything,” I mumbled as we finally entered the food area. She was right though, I loved the playful harassment from dad’s friends, but Dad always embarrassed me at some point by making a comment or making me do something stupid. Things had been different the last two times that I had visited him though. I was not sure if it was a good thing or not. It almost seemed like they were starting to treat me like an adult and not so much like an innocent little girl. I knew I should have been happy about it, but I did not want things to change too much.

I took a tray and loaded it with two cheeseburgers, two fries, a salad and a soda. The cashier, a stocky woman in her late forties with dyed black hair and a few chins too many, shook her head as she totaled my purchases and said, “I’ll never figure out how something as thin as you eats so much.”

I tapped my right thigh. “Hollow leg.”

She laughed and handed me my change before tallying up Sandy’s purchases. I made my way through the crowded cafeteria until I saw Devon with his arm raised on the left side of the cafeteria, near the front entrance. Devon was very distinguishable in the cafeteria since he was the tallest guy in school and the only one with a white, clean shaven head. I constantly teased him that his father was Mr. Clean from the commercials, but he just shrugged it off and said I was just jealous of his height. He was only a little bit right.

I said hi to a few of my fellow cheerleaders and gave a few others the ’sup nod, a lift of the head of about two inches that was a general hello in teenager. After skirting around groups of people sitting at the tables and skipping over ten backpacks which were sitting on the floor in the aisles, I finally made it to the table where he had saved Sandy and I seats. I set my tray down and immediately had to smack his hand away from my fries. “I’m hungry. Do not touch my food.”

Devon was tall, muscular, popular, and totally in love with Sandy. Devon shook his bald head at me and plucked a fry from his own container. “You must do some crazy workouts at home to be able to eat that much and not gain a ton of weight.”

I pushed up the sleeve of my shirt and flexed my bicep which was small compared to most guys’, but moderately large compared to most girls’. “I gain muscle.”

Two of the football players that always hung out with Devon reached across the table to squeeze my bicep. They nodded approvingly and I resumed stuffing my face with food, finishing one of my burgers in three bites.

Sandy sat down beside Devon and kissed his cheek softly. “Hey, baby,” Devon said softly as he ran a hand through her thick hair.

I focused on my food, trying to hide the jealousy I felt towards the couple. I was almost sixteen years old and still had never been on a date nor had I had my first kiss yet. If I didn’t know better I would think my Dad had spies at the school keeping boys away from me. I looked around the cafeteria then shook my head at the ridiculous notion. My Dad was protective, but not that bad. At least, that was what I hoped.

“What are you doing for spring break?” Devon asked me.

I swallowed the piece of burger in my mouth and said, “Going to visit my Dad.”

Devon grimaced. “I’m sorry.”

I shrugged. “Don’t be. I enjoy visiting my Dad and doing all the outdoors stuff that I don’t get to do here.” My mom was definitely a city girl who would rather get a manicure than go play in the mud.

“You go hunting?” asked Taylor, one of the football players who had squeezed my bicep. He was ugly no matter how you looked at it and Devon said the only reason he had girlfriends was because he was on the football team. Personally I did not understand how being part of an athletic team could make up for his unattractiveness, but then again girls were very very strange. Maybe he was really nice and that’s what made him attractive to them.

I shuddered as I remembered the last hunt I had gone on with my Dad and his friends. “No, but I go fishing, horseback riding occasionally, hiking, and ride dirt bikes and other stuff like that.”

“I never would have guessed you were an outdoorswoman,” said Marvin, the other football player who was just as ugly as Taylor, but had no luck with girls even with being on the football team and I was sure it was because he was a total jerk.

I smiled. “Looks are deceiving. Just because I look like a cheerleader, and participate on the squad, does not mean I am a girlie girl. I enjoy the dirt and grime of the outdoors much more than a day of pampering.”

“Blasphemy,” Stacy said with a shake of her head. “Are you and your Dad still fixing up that old car?” She asked as she nibbled on her salad.

I tore open my salad, squeezing the dressing packet onto it and nodded my head. “Yep, we are finishing putting the engine back together this week and then we will start on the cosmetics.”

“What kind of car?” asked Devon as he ate the fries that Stacy bought for him.

“Sixty-five Ford Mustang. It was my Dad’s friend’s but he wrecked the front end last summer so Dad
bought it off of him and it became our project car.”

“Which engine?”

“HiPo v8 4 barrel,” I answered.

“Sweet,” said Devon around his fries.

“What’s sweet?” asked a familiar male voice from behind me.

Sandy stopped eating, setting her fork down to smile at the newcomer. “Hi Sam.”

Sam, the cutest guy in our school, the captain of the football team, and my long time crush was standing right behind me. Normally I didn’t go boy crazy or have trouble not acting like a moron, but Sam was different.

“Victoria has a sixty-five Mustang her Dad and her are rebuilding,” answered Devon for me since I couldn’t think of anything to say.

Sam sat down beside me, straddling the bench so he could face me. “Really?”

He had hair that always looked perfectly tousled and eyes so bright it almost made me think they were not human. His strong jaw and nicely sized biceps only added to the attractiveness and I knew from the football carwash that he also had an amazing set of abs under his shirt.

I nodded my head and prayed not to sound like an idiot. “Yeah, it’s a project car we work on every time I visit him.”

“Where does your Dad live?” he asked as he stared at me, giving me his undivided attention for the first time in the three years that I had known him. If I had known all I had to do was bring up cars I would have done that a long time ago!

“A small town called Canaville,” I said softly as my nerves built, making my hands shake ever so slightly. I really needed to get out more and talk to cute guys more often apparently.

“Is that where you are going for spring break?” he asked. I nodded my head as I shoved my hands under the table to hide the shaking. “When do you come back?” he asked.

Why was he asking? He had never spoken more than two words to me before this.

“I’ll be back the last Saturday of break,” I answered.

Sam frowned a moment as though thinking about something serious and then smiled at me and said, “I was hoping to do it sooner, but would you like to go to a movie with me when you get back?”

Sam Tanner had just asked me out! I did a happy dance in my head and forced a small smile on my face instead of the ear splitting one that wanted to form.

“Yeah, sure,” I said as I reigned in my excitement and tried not to embarrass myself.

He handed me his cell phone. “Can I have your number?”

I typed in my information and then handed him the cell phone back. Sam typed something on his phone and then mine vibrated against my leg. I pulled it out and stared in shock at the text message which had to have come from him. “Now you have my number too.” He stood up and shouldered his back pack.
“Bye Victoria.”

“Bye,” I whispered as I watched him walk away.

As I stared at him with drool threatening to leak out of my mouth and my subconscious doing another happy dance in my head, Sandy flung a piece of lettuce at me, hitting me on the cheek. I tossed it back at her and shouted, “What the hell?!”

She prepared to fling another piece of lettuce from her fork at me and said, “That’s what I want to know! ‘Yeah, sure’ is the best you can come up with when he finally asks you out after three years?!”

I dodged her lettuce and threw a fry at her nose. “I panicked!” I yelled at her.

Devon took Sandy’s fork to prevent her from flinging anymore lettuce. “Leave her alone, Sandy.”

“Yeah, leave me alone,” I said around a mouthful of my lettuce as I resumed eating.

She glared at me. “We are so having a talk tonight.”

My cell phone vibrated and I sighed after reading the message. “Actually we’re not,” I said sadly to her.

Sandy groaned. “Your Dad came early, didn’t he?”

I turned and watched as the cafeteria doors opened. “Yep.”

All eyes turned towards the doors as a six foot three, muscular, tattooed, full bearded man entered the cafeteria. Not a single person made a sound as he stood in the doorway, blocking out any sunlight which should have come in past him. He scanned the crowd, a frown on his face until he found me. He smiled and then he walked over, kids moving out of his path as quickly as they could and others bowing their heads when he neared them. I stood up and wrapped my arms around his thick neck. “Hi, Dad.”

He squeezed me once and then pushed me back to look at me. “You look more like your mom every time I see you.”

I smiled and ruffled his black hair which was streaked with grey now. “You look older every time I see you.”

He laughed and squeezed my shoulders. “Are you ready to go?”

“Hi, Mr. Crown,” said Sandy softly.

Dad smiled at her. “Sandy, you are looking as lovely as ever.”

She blushed and said, “Thank you.”

I grabbed my backpack and shoved three more fries in my mouth. I was sad that I would not be spending the night with Sandy, but getting out of school early was better than anything. I hugged Stacy and said bye to Devon and the others before heading towards the exit. We stepped outside and I stared at the hottest teenage guy I had ever seen standing just outside the cafeteria doors. Sam was a six on the hot scale which went from one to ten, but this guy was an eleven and a half. He had massive arms and a chiseled body, easily detectable through the tight shirt he was wearing. His brown eyes glittered as he talked with Stacy, the captain of the cheer squad. He turned and looked from me to my Dad and then back to me. “Victoria?” he asked.

I nodded my head and shook his hand. “You must be a new friend of Dad’s.”

The hot guy nodded his head. “I’m Brandon.”

“Hey, Vicky,” said Stacy with a bright smile.

I smiled at her and saw my Dad’s mouth lift up in the corner because he knew I hated that nickname. “Hey, Stace. I guess I’ll see you for practice when break is over?” I asked cheerfully, hiding my annoyance.

She nodded her head. “Monday morning the day we come back to school.”

I grabbed my Dad’s arm and pulled him forward. “Okay, bye Stacy.”

She waved. “Bye, Vicky,” and then added with a more sultry voice, “Bye, Brandon.”

Brandon waved to her and then followed behind us. I wanted to say something to Brandon about flirting with Stacy, but knew Dad would only embarrass me somehow so I left it alone. Was I mad that Dad’s friend was flirting? A little, but I knew more than anything I was jealous.

“Is your bag packed?” Dad asked as we walked to his truck in the visitor parking lot at the front of the school.

“Yep,” I said and then waved to Megan and Ashley, two of my cheerleading friends who appeared to be ditching school by sneaking out the front where there were no security guards at the moment.

Dad opened the passenger side door for me and took my backpack from me to toss it in the back. “Are you hungry? Brandon and I haven’t eaten yet.”

I smiled. “I could eat.”

He laughed and walked around to his door. “You are my child. I bet you could eat all day.”

I rubbed my stomach. “I would probably get fat if I did that.”

Brandon slid into the backseat of the SUV and said, “From what your Dad tells me, you are a very active person. I doubt you would gain weight.”

I glared at my Dad as he started the vehicle. “Don’t listen to everything my Dad tells you. He likes to lie.”

Dad pretended to look hurt. “That’s mean.”

“Remember the time you told Dan that I could bench two hundred pounds and he forced me to prove it?”

Dad laughed. “You did it.”

“Yes, and then I couldn’t lift my arms for a week.” My phone vibrated and I stared in shock at the new text from Sam.

I was going to talk to you after school, but Sandy said your Dad just picked you up. I just wanted you to know that you’re the most beautiful girl in the school & I can’t wait for our date.


Butterflies swirled to life in my stomach and my fingers felt tingly. Sam Tanner thought I was beautiful!!!! I replied to his text.


Thanks. I’m really looking forward to our date too. I never thought the hottest guy in school would ask me out.


“Who are you messaging?” asked Dad.

“No one,” I replied quickly, hiding my phone in my pocket.

He looked at me a moment. “A boy? Do we need to have the talk again?”

I groaned. “No. I am still a virgin, Dad. So stop worrying.”

He smiled. “Good girl. I would hate to have to tear some guy’s arms off.”

I swallowed at his not quite shallow threat. “It’ll happen someday, Dad.”

“I know I’ll tear off some guy’s arms at some point in the future. I’m actually looking forward to it,” he said with an evil smile on his face.

I groaned. “You cannot treat me like a baby forever. Someday I am going to meet a guy and one thing will lead to another and then you are going to have to just deal with it.”

“I plan on dealing with it,” he said in his serious tone.

“No,” I said angrily. “I’m not going to keep giving in to your threats anymore. If I want to kiss a boy then I am going to. If I want to go on a date…”

“You are too young to date,” he said adamantly, interrupting me.

“I’m almost sixteen!” I protested. “Most girls have already been on dates, had sex and some are already pregnant.”

“You are not like most girls,” he responded.

I sighed and relaxed back into my seat. “No, I am not. I am the daughter of the most stubborn and overprotective Alpha werelion in the world.”

Dad stopped the SUV in front of mom’s house and asked, “Do you want help?”

I slammed the passenger door closed without a verbal response to him and walked up to the front door of my mother’s house. When I was younger I hadn’t minded him being so protective, but now it was annoying. I knew it was natural for him to be overly protective of his offspring, but I was not a child anymore and I did not need his protection. I unlocked the door with my key and grabbed my duffle bag from the floor just inside the door. I knew to always pack my bags a day or two early because dad liked to surprise me and pick me up earlier than he told me that he would. It was like he was trying to catch me off guard or wanted to catch me doing something bad, even though I was a good girl. Okay, mostly a good girl.

“Here, let me carry it,” said Brandon from behind me. I should have known he was there because I had felt the hairs on the nape of my neck stand up, but like my Dad, he moved silently. I jumped backwards and would have fallen if he had not caught my arm and steadied me. “Sorry,” he said softly. I stared into his eyes and found myself lost in their brilliant brown depths. He inhaled loudly and then released my arm, grabbing my bag and turning away. “Is this all you have?” he asked in a deeper voice without looking at me.

“Yes,” I whispered, realizing too late that I had stared into his eyes for far too long.

He walked to the truck and tossed my bag into the back seat beside my backpack. Dad watched me with a weird grin on his face that I could not identify. It was a look he had never given me before and it made me extremely nervous. I locked the front door of the house and climbed into the truck, silent for the first time in my life.

We stopped at my favorite diner on the way out of town and I ordered a cheeseburger, but only picked at the bun and nibbled on the edge of the burger.

“Victoria,” Dad said softly.

I looked up and met his worried gaze. “Yeah?”

“He didn’t mean to scare you.”

I looked at Brandon who was paying our bill at the front counter and then quickly back down at my burger. “I know.”

“Then stop giving us the silent treatment.”

I exhaled. He was right. I needed to get over it. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize to me,” Dad said softly as Brandon came back.

“The bill is paid. Are we ready?” Brandon asked. He looked down at my burger and asked, “You want me to get a box for that?”

“I’ll get it,” I said , stood up, and walked to our waitress. She handed me a box and I put my fries and uneaten burger inside. I wasn’t sure why, but there was something different about Brandon. I wasn’t frightened of him, but I just felt, different around him.

Brandon was frowning hard and walked silently back to the SUV. I touched his arm as he reached for his door, which startled him, surprisingly. He jerked away and then exhaled loudly. “You should not touch someone without warning.”

I smiled. “Like you shouldn’t sneak up on me without warning?”

He smiled and his shoulders relaxed slightly. “I’m sorry. I really did not intend to frighten you. I’m just not used to being around your kind.”

I flinched at the “your kind” remark. “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it,” I said angrily as I climbed into the front seat, slamming the door closed behind me.

Dad was laughing softly in the driver’s seat and shook his head at Brandon. “You just don’t know when to stop digging that hole, do you?”

“What did I do this time?” he asked from the backseat.

I set my food down and folded my arms across my chest. “Stupid males,” I muttered under my breath.

Dad patted my shoulder. “He wasn’t trying to be rude, darlin’.”

“Well he sucks at not trying to be rude. Or not trying to scare me.”

“How was I rude?!” Brandon demanded.

I ignored him and turned on the radio to my favorite rock station. Dad turned it off and shook his head. “Not in my car.”

I groaned. “Stupid oversensitive hearing.” I grabbed my mp3 player out of my pocket and put my ear buds in. “Wake me up when we’re in Canaville.” I cranked up the volume and closed my eyes as I relaxed on my seat.

I could hear Dad and Brandon whispering to each other, but I ignored them and let the wailing of my favorite band lull me to sleep instead of thinking about what a brat I had been acting like.

Release Day for Daughter of Lions!

Today is the official release day for my new novel, Daughter of Lions! I'm so excited!
Click on the links below to purchase a copy of the paperback or ebook from your favorite retailer. If you don't see the retailer you use, please check it because it is most likely there. I've already received one review which was 5/5 stars, you can see it here, but be warned there are spoilers.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Sacramento Comic Con 2015

This weekend my husband and I went to Wizard World Sacramento, which we also call Sacramento Comic Con. If you’ve never been to one, I recommend it. It’s a Geek/Nerd paradise! The vendors ranged from local artists and retailers to famous comic book artists and actors.

One cool thing they have over the local anime cons here is that they actually sell alcohol! This may seem trivial to some of you, but it made my husband and I appreciate this con way more. You can be family friendly and still allow adults to drink. I didnt see one drunk person the three days we attended and people were allowed to enjoy beer, wine, and mixed drinks at their leisure. Big round of applause for Wizard World for that!

At the bottom of this post you can see some of the awesome items we purchased. My most exciting purchases were the figures of Gambit and Wolverine, the Kratos and Gir Pops, and the prints of Harley, Rogue, Gambit, and Kakashi. The artists that attend are incredible. I wish I could have taken pictures of some of their work.

Every year they have actors from various shows who are available for photo ops, autographs and some even do panels or Q&As. While we never do the photo ops or autographs (mainly because I don’t want to pay for them), we do attend the panels and Q&As. This year we attended Manu Bennett’s Q&A and I am happy that we did. One, I had no idea that he had such a beautiful accent. Two, it allowed me to see what a nice person he is. He answered questions from the audience, called one of the girl’s friends on the phone as Deathstroke, gave his rallying cry from Spartacus (see video below), had a young girl come sit in a chair on the stage next to him to ask her question, and told funny stories about himself. At the end there were still some people left who hadn’t had their questions answered yet and he called them all up to the stage and took pictures and talked with them all since time was up for the Q&A.

We also went to a few panels, but our favorite was the panel titled “The Creativity Engine: Where Does The Power Come From?” The panelists were Genese Davis (The Holder's Dominion,, Rob Prior (Heavy Metal; Spawn the Impaler), Eric Kieron Davis (Senior Producer, Creative Director), and Dennys Ilic (Celebrity Photographer). They described how to overcome creative obstacles (whether it was writing, drawing, or anything else artistic) and shared how they unleash their creativity. A few things they recommended were having multiple projects going at one time, using an editor or producer for projects, and networking. One thing they emphasized quite a bit was setting deadlines. Eric Kieron Davis told the audience to set deadlines for yourself if you don’t have any from outside sources. They recommended having friends hold you accountable for deadlines or work with each other on things to keep you both accountable. Dennys Ilic and Rob Prior said that they work with each other on projects and will remind the other that they’re waiting for an item or they need something from them. I spoke with Genese Davis after the panel and asked her a question about publishing. She was incredibly nice, answered my question and even gave me a hug afterwards. It’s so refreshing to meet people who are so kind to their fans. If you don’t know who Genese Davis is, please check her out. She’s quite an interesting woman! I’ve ordered her book (cover w/link below) and I can’t wait to read it.

Another panel we attended was The Heroine’s Journey. Patti McCarthy was the presenter and her presentation was very well done. I learned quite a bit and will definitely be using the information in one of my upcoming novels. We also heard from Valerie Estelle Frankel who wrote the book “From Girl to Goddess” (see cover w/link below). They described how the Heroine’s Journey compares to the Hero’s Journey and the one thing that really stuck with me was that they described the journeys as yin and yang, masculine and feminine, which is so true and I can’t believe I didn’t notice it sooner. Men and women can both go on either journey because neither is exclusive to one gender. It is either more of an internal journey (Heroine) or external journey about your power (Hero). So much valuable information! Below are some basic journey examples for you. You can find a lot of information online and from Valerie Estelle Frankel’s book.

This weekend was a great experience for us and again I really recommend that you attend if you can. The Wizard World Comic Cons are pretty reasonably priced, I purchased my 3-Day ticket for $80 in advance. If you go to the 2016 Wizard World Sacramento let me know and we can try to meet up there! Did you attend this year’s Sacramento Comic Con? What panels did you attend and what are your thoughts?

Here are some of our purchases (the pictures do not do the artwork justice. These prints are gorgeous!):



Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Independence Day Sequel

Yesterday 20th Century Fox released the Official Title Reveal for Independence Day 2. You can watch the video here. This sequel will be titled "Independence Day: Resurgence". Now at first I was ecstatic because I loved the original, but then I discovered that Will Smith will NOT be part of the cast. ::Cue womp womp womp music::

I will still go see it, but my excitement has been squashed. The hype has been stolen away from me.

Check out the information for the movie at IMDB here:

Here is a teaser image released of a piece of equipment used in the movie

I am excited that Jeff Goldblum is still in it because he is one of my favorite 90's actors! So perhaps the movie still has promise.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Free Signed Bookplate!

I'm getting very excited for the release of Daughter of Lions!

There are only 4 days until Daughter of Lions' official release and it is now available in paperback format on Amazon!

Order your copy here:
Amazon US $12.00
Amazon UK £8.14
Amazon ES EUR 11,65
Amazon IT EUR 11,65
Amazon DE EUR 11,99
Amazon FR EUR 11,82

Please don't be fooled by those posting it for more than Amazon is selling it for. The paperback is only $12.00 here in the US and someone is listing it for more than twice that! If there was a way for me to have that removed I would, but as a seller they are allowed to choose the price they list it at and it's up to the consumer to decide which they purchase.

Anyone who purchases a paperback copy of Daughter of Lions within the first 30 days of its release and sends me a screenshot of the book in your hands will receive a bookplate signed by me.

How to get it:
Once you receive your book, take a picture of you holding it (your face doesn't need to be in the picture) and email the picture to me with your mailing address to nerdycatherinebanks @ gmail dot com.

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Paperback available for purchase early!

Due to the fact that the paperback takes time to ship to you I have decided to release Daughter of Lions in paperback format early! Hopefully you will be able to get it by the ebook's release date of 6/26/15. The link isn't available yet for, but here is the Createspace link to purchase the paperback. I will share the Amazon link when it's available:

Daughter of Lions Paperback

Happy reading!

Daughter of Lions Paperback:

Friday, June 12, 2015

Countdown, Contest, and Books Read

There are only two weeks left until Daughter of Lions is released! I'm super excited! I really hope that everyone who buys it loves it and look forward to your comments and reviews. If you’d like to purchase a copy of the novel here are some of the links:

Amazon UK

If you're a book blogger and would like to review Daughter of Lions (or any of my other novels), please contact me at nerdycatherinebanks @ gmail dot com. Please be sure to put "Review Request" in your subject line.

I entered a portion of my new, unreleased novel in a contest called “Ink & Insights” (formerly “Critique My Novel”). The judges returned their scores and comments to the coordinator so now I’m anxiously awaiting them! My editor is also very close to finishing her edits on the novel and once I take into account all of the comments, edits, etcetera, I am going to start my work on finding an agent. As discussed with my husband, even if the agents turn me down I will still self-publish it, but I’m hoping to find a publishing company for this one. I feel it’s my best novel yet and believe it deserves as much attention as possible. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

I finished reading the three novels available in the Throne of Glass series and I’m simply in love with it! Sarah Maas does an amazing job with this story and I cannot wait to get the next one. I highly recommend that everyone checks it out.

I’m also ordering the fourth book in the Steampunk Chronicles which are also very good. In the meantime I’m about to read a book that the library harshly stamped with “Discard” on the bottom of it. I’ve never felt so bad for a book! Who would discard a book that was still in good condition? Thankfully it was somehow taken to Goodwill and I was able to purchase it from them. No destruction for that book! I have yet to read it so I don’t know if it’s a good read or not, but no book should be destroyed.