Author: Anthony Karcz
Book: Nightingale

Save the world or die trying.

Alyson Hopkins can generate force fields and read minds. Ask her about The League, the world’s first superhero team, and she can tell you anything. She knows the founding members and their nemeses. She knows the name of the dragon that nearly destroyed League Tower.
She knows she will never be a part of the team.
Despite moving to Sarasota to be closer to League Headquarters, despite taking a dead-end desk job with The League to get noticed, Alyson is stuck filing the reports of other, less-qualified, heroes day after day.
When the psychic ghost of your dead mother is constantly trying to overtake your mind, it’s hard to get ahead.
But when Magnificent, founder of The League, is nearly killed, Alyson is given the chance to prove herself.
Unfortunately for Alyson, Magnificent resents being forced to rely on a new generation of heroes to counter modern day threats. Magnificent is determined to test the rookies, even if it means killing them in the process.
Can Alyson keep the ghost of her mother at bay long enough to survive?

Excerpt  –

First Mission

on Wayward Son
over the radio on full volume, drowning out the wind rushing in through the
open transport doors. Nightingale yelled over the rush of air.
“Does it have to be so
loud?” Again, she resisted the urge to shove the culprit out the open door.
“And why can’t we close the doors?”
Treehugger’s shoulders
slumped as he rocked back from his perch, his face in the wind. With hair that
looked like Spanish moss and skin the color and texture of an old oak tree, his
appearance among the chromed metal and blinking LEDs was incongruent at best.
He spoke softly, with a sound like branches cracking in the woods, it still
managed to cut through the din. “I get claustrophobic and I so rarely get to be
up this high. The air is good up here.”
“And the music?”
He shrugged. “We don’t
get Kansas where I live.”
“Which is…?”
“Okefenokee Swamp.”
Of course it was. “Why
is it you’re here?”
an elemental. He couldn’t be more Florida than if a chunk of swamp grew legs.
He shrugged. “I can
talk to animals?”
“You’re a walking tree
that talks to animals. Seems a bit on the nose, doesn’t it?”
He shrugged again.
“Children like me. They think I’m honest.” As he leaned back into the doorway
he shot back, “I can tell they’re going to love you.”

Anthony Karcz is the author of the superhero novel, Nightingale. He has spent the past twenty years providing insight and commentary on geek culture and is currently a contributor at Nightingale is his first novel.


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