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Kan Savasci Cycle Series by Chase Blackwood - Book Tour + Giveaway


Tears of a Heart
Kan Savasci Cycle Book 1
by Chase Blackwood

Genre:
Epic Fantasy 

Winner of John E Weaver Excellent Reads Award
#50 of 100 Best Fantasy Series Ever - reedsydiscovery

He's been called the Scourge of Bodig, the Bane of Verold, but most know
him as the Kan Savasci. He's one of the most feared men alive. Chaos
and war have followed him like an angry shadow.

The one problem, as the world faces the wrath of forgotten gods, Kan
Savasci is nowhere to be found.

The annalist, a man trained in the ancient arts of the arkein, has been
tasked to uncover the whereabouts of the Kan Savasci at any cost. In
order to find the man, one must unmask the depths of his reclusive history.

The clock is ticking as Verold descends into darkness.


Delve into an award-winning fantasy novel described as "epic,"
"beautiful," and "reminiscent of Rothfuss' work."




Tower of the Arkein
Kan Savasci Cycle Book 2

2017 Royal Dragonfly E-Book Award Winner, 1st Place
Beverley Hills Book Award Finalist: Fantasy

2017 Best Book Awards Finalist: Fantasy


#50 of 100 Best Fantasy Series Ever - reedsydiscovery


Trapped as a slave, facing an impossible decision, Aeden must choose between
his friends and his soul...


The clock is ticking as the world descends into darkness.


He's been called the Scourge of Bodig, the Bane of Verold, but most know
him as the Kan Savasci. He's one of the most feared men alive. Chaos
and war have followed him like an angry shadow. The one problem, as
the world faces the wrath of forgotten gods, Kan Savasci is nowhere to be found.


The annalist, a man trained in the ancient arts
of the arkein, has been tasked to uncover the whereabouts of the Kan
Savasci at any cost. In order to find the man, one must unmask the
depths of his reclusive history.



The cliffs that rose to either side of the River Lif were sheer walls of immense beauty. They had the appearance of having been sculpted and smoothed over the centuries. Veins of marble colored the walls, creating patterns that the mind struggled to understand.
The cliffs were highlighted in rays of light under a still and quiet sun. A startling blue sky watched over thick puffs of white clouds that billowed about lazily. The morning air was cool, and the subtle texture of history weighed upon the gentle breeze.
“We’re getting close,” the archduchess said, approaching Aeden.
Aeden looked up, surprised she had ventured out into the sunlight.
Alina had spent the entire prior day and night in the shelter of her cabin. Perhaps she had simply come for some fresh air. He didn’t care the reason. She was out, and he was happy.
“Close to what, my lady?” Aeden asked.
She pointed ahead to the gentle curve in the river. The cliff walls on either side grew narrower and even taller still.
“Godsend’s Pass,” she said reverently.
Aeden nodded his head, as if he knew what she was talking about. Verold was huge. In the last couple of years, he had seen more of it than he had ever imagined, yet he knew that he had only scratched the surface. There still lay vast continents unexplored, unclaimed islands beckoning the adventurous, and places that lay uncharted and unseen by human eyes.
He had read about The Great Mysteries of Winter’s Bind, The Forbidden Forests of Varna, the wild tribes of Dimutia, and only a scattering on the great empire that once was Templas, yet the more he read, the more ignorant he felt on the vast span of history that was Verold.
Aeden’s revere on the breadth of his ignorance was interrupted by movement. He noticed one of the crewmen join the other at the front of the barge. He then glanced out along the portion of water before them. They were alone. No other rivercraft was within sight. The waters were moving quicker as the river narrowed, but never dangerously so.
As they rounded the great bend, the clouds parted and shafts of light fell upon the rock sculptures of Godsend’s Pass. There, stood immense carvings of each member of the Scapan, the Old Gods; Anat, Ansuz, Baal, Balder, Bellas, Enlil, Gauri, Ghut, Huta, Kegal, Kurat, Marduk, and Zhov.
They stood proudly on the southern side of the River Lif. Each crafted in such detail, one would have thought the sculptor had just finished yesterday.
Aeden studied each in open-mouthed awe. Here they were. Here were the gods of his people, The Thirteen. Here was a reminder of his failure to avenge the fallen villagers of S’Vothe and free them from their semi-mortal coils.
“They’re amazing aren’t they,” Alina whispered.
Aeden looked over. She was closer now, studying his expression. She seemed amused by his amazement. He closed his mouth, his face turning slightly red. He normally masked his emotion the way a fire gecko masked its scent.
“We had something similar back home, the Sacred Pools we called them, but,” Aeden paused, taking a moment to study every lovely line that made up Alina’s face, “they were nothing so large and impressive as this,” he broke his gaze and gestured to the statues.
“You see that one there,” Alina pointed to the tallest in the center, “that’s Magis, many believed him to be the most powerful of the old gods.”
“We called him Ansuz,” Aeden said quietly.
Alina turned to look at him. Her face oddly passive.

“What did you say?”


Into the Fold
Kan Savasci Cycle Book 3

Continue the Award Winning Saga...


For over a millennium The Fold has
been a carefully guarded secret, shrouded in mystery. Within its
shadowy depths the greatest of the old gods had carved a world unto
himself. A place unrivaled in its beauty, obscurity, and danger.

Trapped within The Fold, under the tutelage of the
last arkeinists, Aeden must overcome his greatest obstacle, or die trying.




Welcome to Chase Blackwood's author bio, where he'll try to write something
interesting about his life that captures your attention.


Chase Blackwood's life has been defined by struggle the way a moth battles
an insect zapping light. He's studied martial arts since childhood in
an effort to overcome fear. He's lived in a half dozen countries in
an effort to "find himself," traveled to over 60 countries
in an effort to "find humanity," lived in nine states just
for the hell of it, oh... and the military has had something to do
with that too. Chase has enjoyed combating terrorism, working as a
federal agent, and also really likes puppies.

His most recent passion, puppies aside, has been working on the Kan Savasci Cycle, a
series of fantasy novels that pulls from his life experiences to make
the most vivid world imaginable.




Follow the tour HERE for exclusive excerpts, guest posts and a giveaway!


1 comment:

  1. I like the architecture of the building on the cover. Congrats on the release.

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