An Extract from Double Double Toil by Amber Elby

Double Double Toil Cover

Earlier this year I was lucky enough to spend an ‘evening in’ with Amber Elby chatting all about her book Cauldron’s Bubble in a post you can read here. Today I’m delighted to be supporting Amber’s latest release, the second book in her Netherfeld series Double Double Toil and to be able to share a fabulous extract from the book with you.

Double Double Toil is available for purchase here.

Double Double Toil

Double Double Toil Cover

Six months after the events of Cauldron’s Bubble, Alda is stranded in her remote cottage, unable to recreate the magical object that allows her to travel between time and place. Meanwhile, Dreng’s home with Miranda on a distant island begins to crumble. They both escape to Fairy Land, where they become embroiled in a battle of immortals as the clans of Queen Titania and King Oberon fight for supremacy. In order to evade capture and return to their worlds, Dreng must rely on his adversary, Caliban, while Alda discovers an ally in the mysterious Ophelia. In a realm where only humans can die, will Alda and Dreng save themselves and, more importantly, each other? Or will they succumb to the fantastical powers in play?

Double Double Toil continues to build on the world introduced in Cauldron’s Bubble by intertwining Shakespeare’s plays in a unique and exciting way, introducing their stories to new readers and established Bard fans alike. Elements and characters from Hamlet, Macbeth, The Tempest, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Othello, and Romeo and Juliet combine in this fast-paced tale of magic and adventure. Read on…

An Extract from Double Double Toil

But then there was silence. Minutes of silence. The cottage grew darker as the moon passed overhead, its beams no longer breaking through the windows.

Alda counted her heartbeats. Once they slowed, she stepped away from the door.

Nothing happened.

She hesitated as she reached for the doorknob but set her jaw and forced her shaking hand forward. As soon as her fingers encircled the iron handle, she swung the door open, hoping to shock whatever was waiting.

Outside, all was calm. Silent. The smell of midnight dew on leaves. The moonbeams flickering through oaks, shining from almost directly above. The distant resort, dark, its electric lights extinguished in the midnight hour. The gentle flow of the Grand River, its waters unmoving and unmoved.

No breeze. No noise. No fireflies. Nothing.

It was not natural.

Alda knew she could not remain in the cottage, fearful and confined, so she summoned all her courage, screwing it into her heart until it stuck, and slowly walked across the bridge, her hands trembling.

She reached a fork in the trail and listened. To her left was the city and civilization. To her right, the railroad bridge and Sandstone Creek and, beyond that, the forest where the spiritualists had pitched their camp.

(Now doesn’t that make you want to dive right in?) 

About Amber Elby

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Amber Elby was born in Grand Ledge, Michigan but spent much of her childhood in the United Kingdom.  She began writing when she was three years old and created miniature books by asking her family how to spell every, single, word.

Several years later, she saw her first Shakespearean comedy, Much Ado About Nothing, in London.

Many years later, she studied Creative Writing at Michigan State University’s Honors College before earning her Master of Fine Arts degree in Screenwriting at the University of Texas at Austin.

She currently resides in Texas with her husband and two daughters and spends her time teaching, traveling, and getting lost in imaginary worlds.

You can find Amber on Goodreads and follow her on Twitter @amberelby. Amber also has a super website.

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