Angel’s Guilty Pleasures

Hello and Welcome All!

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Jennifer Estep author of Tear Down the Throne.

Hi Jennifer, thank you for agreeing to this interview.

Thanks for hosting me!

Tell us a few Fun Facts about your upcoming book.

TEAR DOWN THE THRONE is book #2 in my Gargoyle Queen adult epic fantasy series. The book focuses on Gemma Ripley, a princess who moonlights as a spy. Gemma is trying to get to the bottom of a plot against her kingdom and figure out how she really feels about a prince who is supposed to be her enemy. So the book contains a little bit of everything—action, magic, adventure, danger, and romance.

Please share your favorite lines or quote(s) from this book.

Here is the first line of TEAR DOWN THE THRONE:

“Sometimes, I despise being a princess.”

I always try to write a first line that will hook people and make them want to keep reading. So I hope this line grabs the reader’s attention and makes them wonder why Gemma hates being a princess.

How did you ‘get to know’ your main characters? Did they ever surprise you?

I’m a panster, so I don’t do a lot of outlining or pre-plotting before I sit down and start writing the book. So I “get to know” my main characters as I’m writing my first draft, and then I can really bring out their strengths, weaknesses, quirks, flaws, and more as I write my subsequent drafts.

Sometimes, characters do surprise me. In TEAR DOWN THE THRONE, a couple of the characters surprised me, especially when it came to their motivations and why they do the things they do.

Without revealing too much, what is your favorite scene in the book?

I always love writing fight scenes and figuring out how my heroine can use her wits and magic to defeat the villains. I hope folks have as much fun reading the fight scenes in TEAR DOWN THE THRONE as much as I did writing them.

Readers should read this book because…

TEAR DOWN THE THRONE features:

— A fierce heroine

— Enemies to lovers

— Epic battles

— An evil queen you love to hate

— Gargoyles (obviously!)

Happy reading, everyone!

Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to take part in this interview.

 

 
 

Bestselling author Jennifer Estep continues her Gargoyle Queen epic fantasy series where magic reigns, alliances are tested, and a dangerous attraction could tear down a throne. . .

Crown princess. Clever spy. Powerful mind magier. Gemma Ripley of Andvari is all those things—and determined to stop an enemy from using magical tearstone weapons to conquer her kingdom.

Gemma’s quest for answers leads her to a trade Summit between the various kingdoms. Among the other royals in attendance is Queen Maeven Morricone of Morta and her son, Prince Leonidas—Gemma’s charming and dangerous nemesis.

Gemma knows that Maeven always has a long game in motion, and sure enough, the cunning queen invokes an arcane tradition that threatens the fragile truce between Andvari and the other kingdoms. Despite her best intentions, Gemma once again finds herself thrown together with Leo and battling her growing feelings for the enemy prince.

When a series of deadly attacks shatters the Summit’s peaceful negotiations, Gemma realizes that someone wants to tear the royals down from their thrones—and that this enemy just might succeed.

Amazon – Gargoyle Queen Series

 

 

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT

From TEAR DOWN THE THRONE by Jennifer Estep. Copyright © 2022 by Jennifer Estep. Reprinted by permission of Harper Voyager, an imprint of William Morrow/HarperCollins Publishers.

“Gemma!” Reiko yelled. “Behind you!”

I whirled around. Several guards sprawled on the ground around Reiko. Some had died from the stab wounds she’d in- flicted on them, while others were choking on their own blood and clutching their throats, which she’d torn open with her tal- ons.

But one man had slipped past Reiko and was charging at me. He must have been a mutt with some speed magic because he closed the distance between us in the blink of an eye. I ducked his deadly swing and grabbed my dagger.

The man growled and charged at me again, but I stepped up, dodged his defenses, and buried my dagger in his stomach. He screamed, and I ripped the blade free, tearing out a good portion of his guts.

I started to shove him away, but he put his shoulder down and barreled into me. The attack took me by surprise, my feet flew out from under me, and I landed flat on my back, my head bouncing off the ground. Pain spiked through my skull, and I accidentally bit down on my own tongue, hard enough to draw blood.

“Gemma!” Reiko screamed again. “Get up!”

Another guard rushed at her, and she lashed out with her sword, driving him back.

I planted my hands on the ground and sat up. The guard that I’d gutted was looming over me, his face twisting with pain and anger.

My head was throbbing from my hard fall, and I couldn’t get a grip on my magic, so I dug my heels into the dirt, trying to scuttle backward. But I was moving too slowly, and he still had too much speed, despite his gruesome injury. The guard lurched forward, raised his sword high, and swung it down. I lifted my hand and grabbed onto the string of energy attached to his blade—

The sword stopped inches from my heart.

He growled and surged forward, trying to shove his sword past the invisible barrier of my magic, but I gritted my teeth, clenched my hand into a fist, and tightened my grip on his weapon. Pain pounded through my body, sweat dripped down my face, and blood filled my mouth, but I held on, my arm shak- ing from the effort.

“Give me that!” I heard Wexel yell.

Up on the ridge, the captain wrested a crossbow away from one of the injured archers. And that was all I saw before the man in front of me churned his feet again, still trying to force his way past my magic.

The guard must have had some strength power to go along with his speed because his sword lunged another inch closer to my heart.

Then another inch. Then another inch.

I snarled with anger and frustration, but try as I might, I couldn’t hold him back, and it was only a matter of seconds be- fore he punched his blade into my chest and killed me—

The guard flew across the clearing and slammed into the base of the ridge. Rocks tumbled to the ground, and so did the man, his spine snapped like a toothpick and his legs no longer lined up with the rest of his body.

My eyes widened in surprise. I hadn’t done that. A shadow fell over me, blotting out the sun, and my head snapped up.

A man was standing on top of the ridge to my right.

He looked to be a year or two older than me, thirty or so. His longish black hair was as shiny as polished onyx, the wavy layers ending in tips that reminded me of the sharp points on a strix’s feathers. His skin was tan, and he had a straight nose and sharp, angular cheekbones, along with those dark amethyst eyes that had haunted my dreams for weeks, months, years.

His black cloak fluttered around his tall, muscled body, pushed back and forth by the chilly breeze, and snapped around his legs like a coral viper lashing out at its prey. He was wearing a long black riding coat over a black tunic, leggings, and boots, and a tearstone sword and dagger dangled from his black leather belt. Silver buttons marched down the front of his coat, and the Morricone royal crest—that fancy cursive M surrounded by a ring of strix feathers—was done in silver thread over his heart, if he even had such a weak, treacherous organ.

As for my own heart, well, it quickened at the sight of him, betraying me yet again—just like he had.

Prince Leonidas Luther Andor Morricone, my childhood nemesis and mortal enemy.

From TEAR DOWN THE THRONE by Jennifer Estep. Copyright © 2022 by Jennifer Estep. Reprinted by permission of Harper Voyager, an imprint of William Morrow/HarperCollins Publishers.

 

 

 

 

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