Behold the Dawn – K.M. Weiland

November 4, 2009 at 7:35 am (Feature, New Release) (, , , , , )


“The sins of a bishop.

The vengeance of a monk.

The secrets of a knight.

It is my great pleasure today to feature K. M. Weiland’s new novel, “Behold the Dawn”. Behold the Dawn Cover

Synopsis: Marcus Annan, a tourneyer famed for his prowess on the battlefield, thought he could keep the secrets of his past buried forever. But when a mysterious crippled monk demands Annan help him find justice for the transgressions of sixteen years ago, Annan is forced to leave the tourneys and join the Third Crusade.

Wounded in battle and hunted by enemies on every side, he rescues an English noblewoman from an infidel prison camp and flees to Constantinople. But, try as he might, he cannot elude the past. Amidst the pain and grief of a war he doesn’t even believe in, he is forced at last to face long-hidden secrets and sins and to bare his soul to the mercy of a God he thought he had abandoned years ago.

On my previous blog, Darkened Jade, K. M. Weiland was kind enough to share her thoughts on creating inspiration. She is always ready with great advice for new authors and I am sure I am not alone in wishing her great success.

Below is the trailer for K.M. Weiland’s novel, “Behold the Dawn”.

Now that she’s got your attention…

Excerpt from “Behold the Dawn”

“The infidels struck, screaming their wordless battle cry. Everything around them turned to pain and death. Annan didn’t wait to check for the guards. He clamped one hand round the lady’s arm and lunged forward. The sounds of the slaughter surged after them with an intensity and a speed that bespoke all too well of the attackers’ vigor.

He kept low, not daring to look behind him, knowing the Moslems were much closer than he wanted them to be.

He and the lady crossed the corpse of a guard, and Annan paused long enough to lift the infidel saber from the still-warm hand. It was a masterful stroke that had felled the warrior—silently, deftly, instantly. His nostrils flared in a momentary flash of admiration. Whatever else he was or had been, the Baptist was a man of many skills.

The courser, a muscled gray, snorted through distended nostrils, but he could not veer fast enough to escape Annan’s hand on the tie-line.

“Master Knight!”

At her cry, he spun to see the approach of the horsemen, dark against the ruddy sky. With one stroke of the saber, he severed the tie line and vaulted into the saddle, narrowly clearing the high cantle.

The Moslems swept through the camp, shouting their curses of vengeance, and Mairead turned to look up at Annan, eyes dark with the sudden horror that he was abandoning her already.

He shifted sword and reins all into one hand, fighting to keep the snorting courser from charging away. He reached out with his left hand and caught the countess’s outstretched arm. His wounded shoulder burned, and the tightness of the bandage nearly forestalled the necessary strength to swing her onto the pillion behind him.

She landed with a soft thump and let go of his wrist. Her arms came around his waist, her face against his shoulders. “Go.”

He laid his heels to the gray courser’s sides, and the horse lunged forward, dark mane unfurling against his rein hand. But this was a Western horse, bred for muscle and endurance. He had not the dexterity and fleetness of the Mohammedan war mares.

Behind them, the tattoo of hoofbeats grew louder yet, and Annan dared a look over his shoulder, past Mairead’s blowing hair. Only paces separated them from two infidel pursuers.

He spurred the courser again. The horse was fresh and responded with another lengthening of stride. But Annan knew they would never outpace their followers. He could only be thankful that these infidels were not that brand of Moslem archer famed for their accuracy on horseback, else the countess’s exposed back would already have become an easy target.

Not that it mattered. Once they drew near enough, the infidels would cut them apart at their leisure anyway.

He could not run. So he must fight.”

K.M. Weiland

K.M. Weiland - Author of Behold the Dawn

About the Author: K.M. Weiland writes historical and speculative fiction from her home in the sandhills of western Nebraska. She is the author of A Man Called Outlaw and the recently released Behold the Dawn. She blogs at Wordplay: Helping Writers Become Authors and AuthorCulture.

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8 Comments

  1. Elizabeth Spann Craig said,

    Good trailer! Very professional.

    Sounds like a good one….thanks for the info, Cassandra.

    Elizabeth
    Mystery Writing is Murder

    • cassandrajade said,

      The trailer K.M. Weiland has here is fantastic. The first time I watched it I was just left thinking – wow. It really makes you want to read the book.

  2. Crystal Clear Proofing said,

    Wow what a busy young woman! She certainly has a lot going on!

    Not only a great trailer – sounds like a great book!

  3. K.M. Weiland said,

    @Cassandra: Thanks so much for having me today!

    @Elizabeth: Glad you enjoyed it!

    @Crystal: Oh, yes, busy doesn’t begin to cover it. But it’s always a whirl of fun!

  4. Greg Patrick said,

    Certainly a departure from her other published book “A man called outlaw”.
    From simplistic to Shakespeare as it were.
    The language is very different as well as the theme.
    I wonder what inspires this new author.
    Very recently published in a seemingly cutthroat lit. market.

    • K.M. Weiland said,

      There’s too many historical periods to chain myself to just one! I’m admittedly a bit of a Mexican jumping bean when it comes to settings and themes. I love exploring new territory. Hashing over old ground doesn’t interest me. My next story is set during World War I!

  5. Grep Patrick said,

    Happy writing then. I’m looking forward to reading
    it. Very curious. I’ve written and published about the crusades and WW1 myself.
    Glad to have you in the community as it were.

    Writing from Ireland,Greg Patrick

  6. cassandrajade said,

    Thanks K.M. for everything. The book looks amazing and we’re all wishing you the best.

    Thanks Greg, Crystal and Elizabeth for your comments.

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