Cover Reveal: Death Island Duology by Kelsey Ketch!
By Kelsey Ketch
Genre: New Adult Adventure/Fantasy
Release Date: December 2020
Summary from Goodreads:
After arriving at Death Island, Meriden Cummings became haunted by dreams of a young Mayan woman’s death. A death, Meriden fears, foreshadows her own. And she soon discovers that in this tropical paradise, there are many ways to die. On top of that, the pirates after her great-grandfather’s treasure are not far behind. Can she and her crew stay one step ahead of them and the Mayan god that inhabits the island?
Meriden is not the only one haunted by the young Mayan woman’s death. Gregory Wilson has had similar dreams the moment he stepped foot on the island. In addition, he has seen the Mayan god of death, Ah Puch. Will he be able to protect Meriden from the earthly dangers as well as the supernatural forces seeking her demise?
Death Island: The Journey Excerpt
Tucker barked at something that had recently washed up onto
the shore. Curious, I walked toward the obvious tangled mess. “What do you have
there?”
I pushed him aside and grabbed the green and grey mass. I
peeled off the debris and seaweed and rinsed the mud and sand off in the Mouth
of the Severn. From the mess appeared an object, which I could only describe as
an elaborate golden coin, about four inches in diameter. Yet, the slightest
touch caused three outer rings of glyphs—similar to the ones painted on the
map—to rotate around a sitting man with a long headdress, bowl, and club. His
face profiled, and his legs crossed. The most outer ring consisted of nineteen
complicated glyphs, including an eagle’s head, a goat-like face, and a demon
face; the middle ring held twenty square glyphs with three curls underneath,
some depicting things like hands, skulls, and faces; and the innermost ring had
a series of dots and lines—much like Roman numerals—that counted up to thirteen.
On the other side of the coin, the same skeletal figure from the map sat in the
center while nine teetered glyphs were spaced out along the outer rings—five on
the outer ring and four in the middle. Among the glyphs of the middle ring were
four arrows pointing in what I would call the cardinal directions. Overlapping
the middle and inner rings were three large arrows. Much like a compass
pointing north, east, and west. And to the south, two skulls faced each other,
leaving a microscopic gap.
My mind spun with disbelief. This had to be related to Death
Island. I was sure of it. But how? And where did it come from? How did it get
here?
The breeze carried my hair off my shoulder, a shiver ran
down my spine, and goose bumps unraveled across my arms when I sensed a
presence nearby. I turned to spy a man as pale as ash with a beard as white as
snow watching me. Black veins stretched throughout his exposed flesh. His eyes
nothing but two black pieces of coal. The mere sight of him made me jump in my
own skin, nearly causing me to drop the Mayan coin as I gasped in fright. In an
attempt to regain my composure, I took my eyes off the man for a second to
steady myself, only for them to fall back on the gardener, or ghost, I met at
the Railings’ home.
