One Great Year by T Veitch & R DeFazio. Tour Excerpt.

Posted March 11, 2015 by Kate in tour / 3 Comments

One Great Year by T Veitch & R DeFazio. Tour Excerpt.

One Great Year by T Veitch & R DeFazio. Tour Excerpt.One Great Year by Tamara Veitch
Published by Greenleaf Book Group on October 22nd 2013
Genres: Fiction, General
Pages: 441

Gritty adventure and ancient wisdom collide in this thirteen-thousand-year saga of love and hate.

As the world descends from a Golden Age into darkness and suffering, Marcus has been reincarnated an exhausting number of times. Selected to become an Emissary, it is his duty to protect the world's most sacred, long-standing secrets. When Marcus surreptitiously consumes a serum that allows him to retain his memory from one lifetime to the next, he inadvertently condemns himself to thousands of years of torment, loneliness, and searching.

Desperate to always remember his soul mate, Theron, and unsure as to whether or not he was ever truly meant to be an Emissary, Marcus's struggles span lifetimes through ancient Bolivia, Greece, the Mongol Empire, and Shambhala, ever remaining vigilantly alert to the danger of his cruel and powerful nemesis, Helghul. An epic, thought-provoking tale of reincarnation, the brutality of human existence, and the struggle facing all of humanity.

Welcome to my tour stop for One Great Year by Tamara Veitch and Rene Defazio. This is an adult book that has romance, historical fiction, literary fiction, philosophical fiction, fantasy, science fiction and adventure.
The tour runs March 9-20 with reviews, author interviews, excerpts and a few guest posts.


Sartaña  waited tentatively to see who would enter at such an unexpected time. The familiar face of her guard came around the edge of the door. The guard stepped aside and Inti, squinting in the dim light to make out the figure, came eye to eye with Sartaña. She was awful, an ugly old crone. Her filthy black hair was streaked with grey and the knobby, ridged scars that patterned her face made her distressing to look at. The guard backed himself out of the chamber and, clicking the door behind him, left them alone. Inti was slightly alarmed to be locked in, even briefly, and he did his best to ignore the overpowering smells that accompanied life in that awful place. Sartaña gasped with astonishment. She did not move, and more than ever she was tormented by the loss of her tongue. Her inability to speak at that moment was exactly the reason the cruelty had been perpetrated.…
“Who are you?” he asked finally, searching her face.
She took his young hand in hers. He allowed it and did not mind the dirty, cracked frailty of her grasp. Her mind screamed out to him. My son! Theron! She sent all of her energy desperately into his. He doesn’t know me! Sartaña thought in anguish. Theron doesn’t know me! her Marcus-brain acknowledged painfully. Sartaña maintained her composure and calm demeanor, afraid to scare him away.
Suddenly, Inti reached out with his free hand and pushed up her ragged sleeve to expose her shoulder. His recognition was immediate. He looked from the flower symbol on her skin to the rock and back at her disfigured face. “No!” he croaked, barely able to breathe. “It’s you!” Inti’s mind raced. How is this possible? What does it mean? The colors around them were frenzied as his conscious emotion joined his unconscious. Sartaña nodded emphatically, bringing his hand to her lips. Her tears poured freely
down her ruined cheeks. Her face was luminous and filled with love. Inti embraced the frail ghost, and their souls danced and bubbled as their auras mingled, sending pleasant shock waves through them. She felt like a skeleton in his arms, and his concern and sadness for her condition welled up in him. “I thought you were dead. They told me you were dead!” he cried, his tears flowing down his face. Sartaña just shook her head and held him until the most violent of his sobbing
“Why?” he asked angrily. “What happened? Why did he send you here?”
Sartaña’s joy turned to heartache as she once again imagined her young son mourning
“I need answers!” he shouted toward the door. The guard re-entered, unsure that he
had done the right thing. He was further alarmed by the vision of the young man before
him, so distraught and wild-looking. “You! Guard!” he said, grabbing the man with his
free hand, the other hand still tightly clasping the flower-carved stone. “Tell me everything
you know!”
“The high priestess is of royal, sacred lineage. Your father claimed her and killed her husband and your half-brother when he conquered this city. You were born one year later. When you were five, your father took over your care and your mother was brought here.”
“Who knows this? Who knows she lives?” Inti demanded through gritted teeth. “Only the three of us and the high priest,” the guard answered. “He disfigured her and cut out her tongue so that she could never speak against him. I nursed her the best I could, but you see what a mess he made.”
“It is your tongue I should have cut out,” interjected Katari’s deep menacing voice from behind the guard. In a flash, the point of Katari’s spear burst through…


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3 responses to “One Great Year by T Veitch & R DeFazio. Tour Excerpt.

  1. I’m a big fan of ancient history, and mixed in with fantasy, science fiction, and philosophical fiction?! How can you go wrong?! Well, there’s plenty of ways to, but this sounds so intriguing. I’m definitely entering.

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