Book Tour – Amanda Moonstone: The Missing Prince by Dan Wright


Title: Amanda Moonstone: The Missing Prince
Author: Dan Wright
Genre: YA Fantasy

“No one is past redemption”

Threatened with eviction, Amanda Moonstone stumbles across a lost Prince, of which there is a reward for his safe return. Little does Amanda know is that this “reward” is actually a wicked plan created by the tyrannical King Kimera to keep his claim on the Royal Throne intact. However, finding the Prince may just be the key to undoing the one mistake that has haunted Amanda for over a year. Because being a sorceress comes with a terrible price…

From the shadows, a mysterious man in black watches every step Amanda takes. But what is his purpose? And what part does the insidious Blood gem (her most guarded of gems) have to play in Amanda’s future?

Author Bio

Dan Author Pic 2

Dan lives Canterbury, Kent, UK. He picked up a love of Fantasy stories after reading The Lord of the Rings, The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe and numerous Roald Dahl novels. He is best known for his Draconica series, a Fantasy/Manga series that has been praised for its Anime style action, humour and illustrations. He has also had a short comic strip called Queller, which was published in an anthology for the comic Lighting Strike Presents . . . and has also been a judge for a book competition at his local school.

Dan also runs various websites dedicated to the world of Draconica, a blog and he occasionally reviews books. His other hobby is playing guitar in a band called Rage of Silence. He likes all kinds of music—but he mainly listens to rock and metal, rap, some pop music and also film and video game scores. He also loves Disney and Pixar movies—often finding himself singing along to the tunes, or crying manly tears!

He is also a slave to his cat, who takes up a lot of his time when he isn’t at work or writing!


Amanda Website:
Twitter: @PandaDanWright


Art by Kirsten Moody

Grumbling, Amanda stormed over to see who dared disturbed her work. She put on her best pout and flung the door open.
When she saw who it was, she instantly regretted her tone.
“Oh . . . er . . . hello, Miss Berger.”
Miss Berger was a rotund woman with hair the colour of mouldy parchment. Her face seemed to be permanently etched with disagreement, as if it were impossible for her to smile. She glared at Amanda with fists on her wide hips.
“Er, lovely day we’re having,” Amanda said, trying to make polite conversation.
“You know what day it is, Moonstone?” Berger crowed.
“Er . . . the last day of the month?”
“It’s the first of the month.” Berger held out a hand. “Pay up.”
Rent. Oh, bother.
“Ah,” Amanda stuttered. “Yes . . . you see, there has been a little bit of a drought in sales recently and . . . well, you know, making potions is expensive.” She laughed nervously, but Berger’s frowning eyebrows and curled lip gave Amanda the impression that she didn’t see the humour in that statement. “I need ingredients and . . . well, they aren’t cheap.”

“You don’t have it, do you?”
“Give me just one more month and I swear I’ll have it.”
“That’s what you said last month, and the month before that—and the month before that! In fact, you’ve said little else for the last five months! My patience is wearing thin with you, Moonstone.”
“I know—I know . . . I’m sorry, but I promise you, I’m working on a new potion and it’s going to be a bestseller!”
Berger gazed into her house towards the potion table. She spotted the broken glass on the floor, and then glanced back to Amanda.
“Er . . . production problems.”
“What have I told you?” Berger snapped. “You’ll ruin the woodwork! That,” she stabbed a pudgy finger towards the mess, “is going on your bill!”
“Really? Oh, come on . . .”
“I’ve been very kind to you—kinder than I should have been after what you did. I know you had problems, but my patience is wearing thin. One month without paying rent is bad enough, two is unacceptable—but five? Accommodation here isn’t free. You either pay rent or you’re out.”
Amanda was trapped. She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. “You know . . . you shouldn’t mess with a sorceress. Not when she could use her magic to . . . burn you alive.”
Berger glared back, folding her arms, which was a bit of an effort given the layers of fat padding her midsection.
“That was a bad joke,” Amanda apologized sheepishly.


Posted on July 23, 2015, in Guest Authors and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Thanks very much for sharing an excerpt on your blog of Amanda Moonstone. 🙂


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