The Book Jumper 2

Well, well, well.

Did you miss me?

I can spot a couple of new faces lurking in the back, so I suppose introductions are needed.

I'm Kalliope Aoidós, a Book Jumper, and thanks to my family's spectacularly inconvenient curse, I've once again found myself trapped in an adventure. The odds of dying a horrible death? Alarmingly high, as usual.

Just the way we like it. What can I say? I have standards.

In a time of ancient gods, warlords and kings. A land in turmoil cried out for a hero. No, wait. That's Xena. I love the drama but we need one or two adjustments.

Let's try again.

In a time of the Cauldron and the Mother, of High Lords ruling their courts, deadly bargains, and the King of Hybern brooding over conquest and destruction, the fae people cried out for a hero to spare them from slaughter and an absolutely catastrophic plotline.

At last, there came Kalliope, the mighty Book Jumper, forged in the heat of stories and questionable narrative decisions.

Power struggles, reckless passions, political schemes, betrayals, ancient secrets, suspiciously attractive enemies, and enough emotional damage to keep therapists employed for centuries, all would be met with relentless sarcasm by the one woman who alone had the power to change the world.

Over the top? Absolutely.

But read my adventures first and then tell me with a straight face that I oversold any of it.

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