Riders of Fire Complete Box Set #483 on Amazon

Riders of Fire Complete Box Set hits

#483 in the ENTIRE AMAZON KINDLE STORE!!!

#483!!! Who worked this magic while my back was turned?

This has never happened to one of my books before!!! My Riders of Fire Complete Box Set is smashing through the ceiling! Can you hear me yelling and squealing all the way from New Zealand?

If not, take out your earbuds!!!Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

 

 

 

I’m happy to be rubbing shoulders with the Darkblade overlord Andy Peloquin in classic fantasy books, and with Tolkien, Cordelia Castel , JK Rowling, Elise Kova, The Witcher and all the other cool fantasy authors and characters out there!

If you haven’t seen the video, here it is! Turn up your sound!! It’s worth every tone!

Do something crazy to celebrate. And if you haven’t grabbed this beauty of a box set yet, go for it. All downloads and reads in Kindle Unlimited would be treasured! (I get paid for every page you read!!) Thank you for being awesome. Thank you for supporting me and my little family. It’s a tough world out there, but thanks to you, we have food on our table.

I am so thrilled. A huge shout out to very author who has shared my book in their newsletters, on their social media pages, in their Facebook groups or via book promotions. I thank everyone in the indie fantasy community for working together to celebrate each other’s cool books.

Rankings are fickle. ‘Tis but for a fleeting moment, so lets’ enjoy it!

Here are stacks of cool pictures to celebrate:

Bestseller Rankings:

  • #1 Teen Young Adult Mythical Creatures ebooks
  • #1 Teen Young Adult Myth & Legend ebooks
  • #1 Teen Interactive Fiction ebooks
  • #1 Classic Fantasy ebooks (with Andy’s Darkblade as #2)
  • #2 Fantasy Anthologies and Short Stories
  • #3 Metaphysical Fantasy ebooks
  • #5 Sword and Fantasy ebooks
  • #7 Coming of Age Fantasy ebooks
  • #1 Teen Young Adult Coming of Age Fantasy ebooks
  • #13 Epic Fantasy
  • #17 Teen Young Adult Fantasy ebooks
  • #59 Fantasy ebooks

What are readers saying about Riders of Fire?

★★★★★ “The best Dragon Rider series I have ever read!”

★★★★★ “The details are so vivid, I feel I’m in the stories. I can’t get enough.”

★★★★★ “I felt like I was there, soaring the skies on dragonback with the other riders as my best friends!”

★★★★★ “I couldn’t put it down, unless it fell out of my hands when I got too tired to see straight anymore.”

★★★★★ “I was enthralled the whole way through.”

★★★★★ “A complete tour de force! Dragons, magic, adventures, what more could one want – except more!”

★★★★★ “The best books I have read in many years.”

★★★★★ “You’ll find yourself immersed in the dragonverse of Eileen Mueller and her wonderful characters. What a wonderful place to be.”

Now, for the heartwarming screen shots. Hear me grin!

#1 Teen Young Adult Mythical Creatures ebooks:

#1 Teen Young Adult Myth & Legend ebooks:Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

#1 Teen Interactive Fiction ebooks:Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

#1 Classic Fantasy ebooks (with Andy’s Darkblade as #2):Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

#2 Fantasy Anthologies and Short Stories:Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

#3 Metaphysical Fantasy ebooks:Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

#5 Sword and Fantasy ebooks:Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

#7 Teen Young Adult Coming of Age Fantasy ebooks:

#7 Coming of Age Fantasy ebooks:

#13 Epic Fantasy:Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

#17 Teen Young Adult Fantasy ebooks: Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

#59 Fantasy ebooks: Riders of Fire Complete Box Set

Ezaara, Riders of Fire book 1 – excerpt

Stepping into the sunlight, Ezaara stooped to pick arnica flowers. The ancient piaua, half as thick as a cottage, rose before her at the edge of the clearing, its bark pitted and gnarly. Blue berries peeked from its dark foliage. As a tree speaker, her mother often talked to the piaua whenever she collected its sacred healing juice. Placing her palm against the bark, Ezaara strained to feel a whisper. Nothing—again. She sighed. Not a tree speaker, then. What would her vocation be? Ma was happy as a healer and herbalist, and Ezaara didn’t mind helping her, but she wanted something more. Excitement. Adventure. Maybe love.

The owl-wort vines grew among the knobby piaua roots. She parted the undergrowth and plucked a handful of leaves. Rising from a crouch, she opened her pouch.

A strange tingle ran through Ezaara, then a shadow fell over her. Something swished, a sudden breeze stirring her hair. She jerked her head up.

A dragon was circling the treetops. Ezaara recoiled in fear. With a snap of fangs or a swipe of talons, it could kill her. The owl-wort fell from her shaking hands. She tensed to flee.

But hesitated.

Sunlight played across the dragon’s iridescent scales, making them shimmer. Its graceful wings swished ever closer, rippling with color. This beast was beautiful—beautiful, but deadly. She had to escape. But the tingling grew stronger. The amazing creature circled down toward her. Foliage rustled in the downdraught from the dragon’s wingbeats.

A voice hummed in her mind. “Ezaara,” it crooned.

This creature could talk to her?

“We’re mind-melding, sensing each other’s thoughts and emotions.”

She held her breath, drawn to the dragon. Rich colors cascaded through her mind. Sunshine poured into her soul. Ezaara wanted to soar. She glimpsed a vision—her riding the dragon, flying above the forest, over the Grande Alps and into the blue.

“This is your destiny, to ride with me.”

Warning cries reached her—villagers. If only they knew this dragon, they wouldn’t be afraid.

The dragon’s hum built to a roar inside her. It dived.

Familiar faces shot into her mind. Her family! She couldn’t leave them.

Ezaara’s love for her family was swept aside as energy rushed through her. She was enveloped in a prism of rainbow-colored light, like reflections in a dewdrop. Music from the purest flute filled her heart. For the first time in her life, she felt whole. The energy coiled inside her and she sprang, lifted by the wind, hair streaming out behind her. In a flash of color, the dragon’s scales were beneath her. Ezaara landed on a saddle in a hollow between its wings. She wrapped her arms around the dragon’s spinal ridge, hugging it tight.

It felt so right.

The dragon regarded her with yellow eyes. Ezaara could’ve sworn it was smiling. “I am Zaarusha. You were born to be my rider,” it thrummed. The beast turned. Its belly rumbled and flames shot from its maw.

They flew off, leaving her home and loved ones behind.

Thank you!

If you read this far, thanks for celebrating with me.

Enjoy my adrenaline-fueled dragon rider adventures. Take to the skies and soar with Riders of Fire!

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