The Shape of Stars Unknown (The Aldarfall Saga #1) by Sybille Pyrmont Blog Tour & Excerpt

The Shape of Stars Unknown
Sybil Le Pyrmont
(The Aldarfall Saga, #1)
Publication date: October 15th 2020
Genres: Adult, Urban Fantasy

World domination is the least of their problems.

A STRANDED DEMIGOD. Lau of the House of Feofar, troubled and headstrong, screwed up. Royally. Now he lives out his days in exile on Earth – the very planet he once tried to exterminate.

A RUDDERLESS MORTAL WOMAN. Silver Laing leads the ordinary life of a white-collar worker. Lonely and desperately in search of purpose and new horizons, she gets more than she bargained for when she is offered a mysterious job.

A CATACLYSMIC PLAN BILLIONS OF YEARS IN THE MAKING. When a deadly visitor from Lau’s shrouded past threatens to lay the world in ashes, Silver and Lau must form an unlikely alliance against ancient and far superior forces.

An alliance with the potential to shake the very foundation of the Universe.

Shimmering new worlds?
Sizzling tension?
Secrets as old as time?
Splashes of humour?

If your answer to all of the above is ‘Hell, yeah!’ then The Shape of Stars Unknown is your guy. This first book in Sybil Le Pyrmont’s new urban fantasy adventure series, The Aldarfall Saga, will take you from Germany to Tibet, from Japan to Iceland and all the way to the other end of the Universe.

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Author Bio:

Sybil Le Pyrmont was born in Germany and was raised on the Canary Islands (that Gallic name is a pseudonym – her actual name has as much flair as a tax return). Although she now resides in Frankfurt, Germany, her heart has been beating for Tokyo ever since she spent a year in that city and discovered her epic love for all things Japan. That includes, to her acute embarrassment, the Shinagawa train station jingle she has installed as her ringtone. When Sybil isn’t writing, or dreaming of the anonymous donor who will some day gift her a house in Japan, she splits her time between her airline day job and long rants about the sunshine and the always-too-hot weather.

Sybil writes urban fantasy adventure to whisk her readers away to realms of imagination that have a distinct possibility of existing somewhere in the depths of the Universe.

Visit spyrmont.com for more on Sybil and her writing.

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And here’s the excerpt! Enjoy!

The wave had almost reached her. No more than four football fields away, it towered a good fifty metres above her head, monstrous and Cimmerian, with a slim crown of spume whose white prongs gave the wall of water an eerie three-dimensionality. Silver did not move. In a flash, Lau made his way to where she was standing and came to a halt behind her. He pulled her back against his chest while his arms slipped around her waist. She did not protest or speak, but she did lean in, resting her head against his shoulder and covering his arms with hers as she stared at the giant phoenix risen from the obsidian depths of the sea. 

Lau was reduced to naked, stark sensation. He felt it all.
Her complete and utter trust not only in him but in herself.
The quiet warmth fanning out wider inside him with each moment she spent ensconced in his arms.
The irrational, staggering illusion of standing an inch away from becoming the lord paramount of the Universe.
Eternity came and went while they stood as one. Lau had brought the wave to a standstill. It loomed high above, the sea spray on its crest blown to the four winds, and bathed the world not only in the glory of what felt like an absurd rebirth but in a memento of the dense, frigid darkness of Viti’s black ice.
It was this remembrance that Lau could suddenly no longer stand.
Inhaling the floral and amber scent of Silver’s hair like a curative potion, he pushed himself off the ground. They touched down on the ridge of a grassy hill some five kilometres inland, and once at a safe distance, Lau yielded his hold on the water. The wave collapsed with a roar so deafening he wagered it could be heard all the way to Hawaii.