Series: The Time for Alexander #1
Published by Accent Press on March 9, 2017
After winning a prestigious award, Ashley is chosen to travel through time and interview a historical figure. Choosing her childhood hero Alexander the Great, she is sent back in time for less than a day. He mistakes her for Persephone, goddess of the dead, and kidnaps her, stranding her in his own time. What follows, after she awakes under the pomegranate tree, is a hilarious, mind-bending tale of a modern woman immersed in the ancient throes of sex, love, quite a bit of vino, war, death and ever so much more.
Welcome today as we have an excerpt from the book The Road to Alexander by Jennifer Macaire! This is the first book in the series and I have to say the front cover is one that catches my eye!
Be sure to stop by the other bloggers that here on opening day for the tour! A good friend of mine Rae at Rae Reads, Elaine at Splashes into books, Rebecca at Reviews Feed and Donna at Donnas book blog.
So what reviews are in already for this book?
Goodreads reviewer says
‘THE ROAD TO ALEXANDER’ IS A RIVETING READ!!
Jennifer Macaire has a way with words! Her novel, the richly descriptive The Road to Alexander, sweeps you up and carries you along as it tantalises the senses.
Goodreads reviewer says
Macaire makes her period vibrant and alive. If you are interested in Alexander the Great, you will find much to interest you in this book. If you like historical fiction because you enjoy learning about daily life in the past, this is definitely a rewarding read. There is also no doubt that if Macaire ever wants to branch out into erotic fiction, she will be up there with the best of them, so that’s another potential attraction.
Amazon reviewer says
Thoroughly recommend this book, and the other in the series. A very good read, and extremely well researched. I knew nothing about this period of history and feel that I have learnt a lot, as well it being a great story.
Has this piqued your interest?
Shall we have a look at the excerpt from the book? (Do not forget the giveaway after!)
✮ Excerpt ✮
I didn’t see the crocodile until it was nearly upon me. I screamed. It was terrifying– fifteen feet long and covered in black and yellow scales.
Alexander heard me and turned his head. I kept my eyes on Alexander while backstroking frantically away from the beast. There was a moment when Alexander’s body left the water. Then he disappeared under the surface. The crocodile was coming at me, propelling itself with its strong tail; its body weaving back and forth, its mouth open showing jagged rows of teeth. Suddenly, it seemed to stop and swim backwards. A terrific wave broke over its head, and Alexander was sitting on the creature’s back, his hands locked under its jaw, his legs wrapped around its middle.
The crocodile opened its mouth wide and hissed. It bucked and twisted and Alexander was lost in a thrashing froth of white water. I found my voice and screamed.
His guards were never far away. They came hurtling towards the river and threw themselves into the water. Knives glinted in their hands as they jumped into the fray. Most of them, I saw, were grinning.
The crocodile had no chance against five trained soldiers. It was soon floating belly-up in the river while the men pushed it upstream, singing a loud, probably bawdy song. Alexander sat on its stomach, riding it in triumph, waving his arms and singing along with the others.
I couldn’t believe my ears. He was totally tone deaf. His singing was an ear-splitting cacophony. I smiled in grim satisfaction. I had perfect pitch.
After the soldiers, still singing, had lugged the crocodile away, Alexander and I sat in the sand. I felt shy. Not because I was nude, sitting under a canopy held up by four huge Nubians, and I’d just been saved from a monstrous crocodile. I was shy because I had started to perceive the enormous gulf that separated us. The gulf was more than just time, more than cultural or physical. It was there because I’d grown up in a society where everything was controlled and regulated – where real feelings only existed in make believe packages such as holo-films, and real emotions were throttled or turned into derision. People didn’t burst into song because they had wrestled with a crocodile. They didn’t have the candid expressions these men had. People in my time had stony faces and avoided eye contact. They didn’t touch each other, and they didn’t speak unless spoken to. People here expressed their emotions, they spoke their minds, and they expected me to do the same.
I couldn’t. I realized that I would never be able to fit in. I was troubled for the rest of the evening. I drank more than I should have that night. I don’t remember going to the tent, or falling asleep. Perhaps it was the shock. I felt as if I were floating above everything, as if I could see through everyone. Mostly, though, I felt as if my own body were transparent, and that I had no more substance than a ghost.
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Until next time xxx
Thank you so much to Rachel at Arrow Publishing for the tour invite and the author for the excerpt from the book