The Sorcery Code by Dima Zales
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance
Sypnosis:
From the internationally bestselling authors who brought you the Krinar Chronicles comes a captivating tale of intrigue, love, and danger in a world where sorcery is entwined with science . . .
Once a respected member of the Sorcerer Council and now an outcast, Blaise has spent the last year of his life working on a special magical object. The goal is to allow anyone to do magic, not just the sorcerer elite. The outcome of his quest is unlike anything he could’ve ever imagined – because, instead of an object, he creates Her.
She is Gala, and she is anything but inanimate. Born in the Spell Realm, she is beautiful and highly intelligent – and nobody knows what she’s capable of. She will do anything to experience the world . . . even leave the man she is beginning to fall for.
Augusta, a powerful sorceress and Blaise’s former fiancée, sees Blaise’s deed as the ultimate hubris and Gala as an abomination that must be destroyed. In her quest to save the human race, Augusta will forge new alliances, becoming tangled in a web of intrigue that stretches further than any of them suspect. She may even have to turn to her new lover Barson, a ruthless warrior who might have an agenda of his own .
Once a respected member of the Sorcerer Council and now an outcast, Blaise has spent the last year of his life working on a special magical object. The goal is to allow anyone to do magic, not just the sorcerer elite. The outcome of his quest is unlike anything he could’ve ever imagined – because, instead of an object, he creates Her.
She is Gala, and she is anything but inanimate. Born in the Spell Realm, she is beautiful and highly intelligent – and nobody knows what she’s capable of. She will do anything to experience the world . . . even leave the man she is beginning to fall for.
Augusta, a powerful sorceress and Blaise’s former fiancée, sees Blaise’s deed as the ultimate hubris and Gala as an abomination that must be destroyed. In her quest to save the human race, Augusta will forge new alliances, becoming tangled in a web of intrigue that stretches further than any of them suspect. She may even have to turn to her new lover Barson, a ruthless warrior who might have an agenda of his own .
There was a naked woman on the floor of
Blaise’s study.
A beautiful naked woman.
Stunned, Blaise stared at the gorgeous creature
who just appeared out of thin air. She was looking around
with a bewildered expression on her face, apparently as shocked to be there as
he was to be seeing her. Her wavy blond hair streamed down her back, partially
covering a body that appeared to be perfection itself. Blaise tried not to
think about that body and to focus on the situation instead.
A woman. A She, not an It. Blaise
could hardly believe it. Could it be? Could this girl be the object?
She was sitting with her legs folded underneath
her, propping herself up with one slim arm. There was something awkward about
that pose, as though she didn’t know what to do with her own limbs. In general,
despite the curves that marked her a fully grown woman, there was a child-like
innocence in the way she sat there, completely unselfconscious and totally
unaware of her own appeal.
Clearing his throat, Blaise tried to think of
what to say. In his wildest dreams, he couldn’t have imagined this kind of
outcome to the project that had consumed his entire life for the past several
months.
Hearing the sound, she turned her head to look
at him, and Blaise found himself staring into a pair of unusually clear blue
eyes.
She blinked, then cocked her head to the side,
studying him with visible curiosity. Blaise wondered what she was seeing. He
hadn’t seen the light of day in weeks, and he wouldn’t be surprised if he
looked like a mad sorcerer at this point. There was probably a week’s worth of
stubble covering his face, and he knew his dark hair was unbrushed and sticking
out in every direction. If he’d known he would be facing a beautiful woman
today, he would’ve done a grooming spell in the morning.
“Who am I?” she asked, startling Blaise. Her
voice was soft and feminine, as alluring as the rest of her. “What is this
place?”
“You don’t know?” Blaise was glad he finally
managed to string together a semi-coherent sentence. “You don’t know who you
are or where you are?”
She shook her head. “No.”
Blaise swallowed. “I see.”
“What am I?” she asked again, staring at him
with those incredible eyes.
“Well,” Blaise said slowly, “if you’re not some
cruel prankster or a figment of my imagination, then it’s somewhat difficult to
explain . . .”
She was watching his mouth as he spoke, and
when he stopped, she looked up again, meeting his gaze. “It’s strange,” she
said, “hearing words this way. These are the first real words I’ve heard.”
Blaise felt a chill go down his spine. Getting
up from his chair, he began to pace, trying to keep his eyes off her nude body.
He had been expecting something to appear. A magical object, a thing.
He just hadn’t known what form that thing would take. A mirror, perhaps, or a
lamp. Maybe even something as unusual as the Life Capture Sphere that sat on
his desk like a large round diamond.
But a person? A female person at that?
To be fair, he had been trying to make
the object intelligent, to ensure it would have the ability to comprehend human
language and convert it into the code. Maybe he shouldn’t be so surprised that
the intelligence he invoked took on a human shape.
A beautiful, feminine, sensual shape.
Focus, Blaise, focus.
“Why are you walking like that?” She slowly got
to her feet, her movements uncertain and strangely clumsy. “Should I be walking
too? Is that how people talk to each other?”
Blaise stopped in front of her, doing his best
to keep his eyes above her neck. “I’m sorry. I’m not accustomed to naked women
in my study.”
She ran her hands down her body, as though
trying to feel it for the first time. Whatever her intent, Blaise found the
gesture extremely erotic.
“Is something wrong with the way I look?” she
asked. It was such a typical feminine concern that Blaise had to stifle a
smile.
“Quite the opposite,” he assured her. “You look
unimaginably good.” So good, in fact, that he was having trouble concentrating
on anything but her delicate curves. She was of medium height, and so perfectly
proportioned that she could’ve been used as a sculptor’s template.
“Why do I look this way?” A small frown creased
her smooth forehead. “What am I?” That last part seemed to be puzzling her the
most.
Blaise took a deep breath, trying to calm his
racing pulse. “I think I can try to venture a guess, but before I do, I want to
give you some clothing. Please wait here—I’ll be right back.”
And without waiting for her answer, he hurried
out of the room.
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AUTHOR BIO:
Dima Zales is a full-time science fiction and fantasy author residing in Palm Coast, Florida. Prior to becoming a writer, he worked in the software development industry in New York as both a programmer and an executive. From high-frequency trading software for big banks to mobile apps for popular magazines, Dima has done it all. In 2013, he left the software industry in order to concentrate on his writing career.
Dima holds a Master’s degree in Computer Science from NYU and a dual undergraduate degree in Computer Science / Psychology from Brooklyn College. He also has a number of hobbies and interests, the most unusual of which might be professional-level mentalism. He simulates mind-reading on stage and close-up, and has done shows for corporations, wealthy individuals, and friends. To read more, click here!
Dima Zales is a full-time science fiction and fantasy author residing in Palm Coast, Florida. Prior to becoming a writer, he worked in the software development industry in New York as both a programmer and an executive. From high-frequency trading software for big banks to mobile apps for popular magazines, Dima has done it all. In 2013, he left the software industry in order to concentrate on his writing career.
Dima holds a Master’s degree in Computer Science from NYU and a dual undergraduate degree in Computer Science / Psychology from Brooklyn College. He also has a number of hobbies and interests, the most unusual of which might be professional-level mentalism. He simulates mind-reading on stage and close-up, and has done shows for corporations, wealthy individuals, and friends. To read more, click here!
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