Hi
everybody, my name is Daccari Buchelli and I'm a Fantasy Author.
Today,
I'd like to discuss my top five favourite Fantasy novels of all time.
1)
Wizard's First Rule, by Terry Goodkind
Wizards First Rule is by far one of my favourite Fantasy novels of all. Richard and Khalan's fate is sealed when the barriers holding magic back from the Midlands fail. I loved this book because of its quirky and realistic characters. I immediately felt a kinship with them and couldn't wait to explore their world. The plot had me hooked and I remember reading it for the first time with a huge grin plastered on my face. The world building is incredible, with an elaborate magical system that captured my interest.
2)
Sabriel, by Garth Nix
Sabriel
is a one of a kind tale. A young woman can send the dead packing with the help
of her birthright, which spans countless generations. Sabriel is a brave
and disciplined young woman, a true warrior. Amongst the dark and mysterious
threats she faces, I saw a glimmer of light in the form of her companions. I
loved the concept of the story as a whole, with
dangerous
undead beings clinging to the world of life, eager to bring about the Abhorsen's
demise.
3)
Paranormalcy, by Kiersten White
This
was the first book I read by Kiersten White and it won't be the last. The main
character was instantly likeable, with quirks that made me light up inside. The
Urban setting ads a realistic touch to this Fantasy novel, making it seem like
the mysterious creatures could in fact be lurking in your own street. There are
a lot of interesting Mythological twists to this series, with Paranormalcy
being a charming introduction to the author's world.
4)
Howl's Moving Castle, by Diana Wynne Jones
Okay,
so I was guilty of having seen the animated film first, but that doesn't take
away from the fact that I adored this book. Have I read the others in the
series? Not yet, but I plan to. If you love intriguing magical concepts that
defy expectations, then this is an ideal read for you. The idea of a collective
enemy has always seemed strange to me, but I was rooting for
Howl and Sophie to triumph since the beginning. Their relationship made me laugh
at the start as they were constantly rowing, much like siblings do. As the story
progresses, they begin to understand each other and form a lasting bond that I
fell in love with.
5)
Ghost of a Shadow, by Andrea Engel
When
her Grandmother leaves her a mysterious jewellery box, Sadie discovers an
entirely new world close to home. After reading Sadie's tale, I wanted to
inhabit her world for real, so much so that I was sad to have the book end.
'Why can't life be like this, with people and creatures that are just as
enchanting,' I thought. I was reminded of the crushing disappointment I felt at
aged 11 when I realized that I wasn't going to
get a letter from the wizarding school of
Hogwarts.
This bright and charming tale made me ever so briefly feel like a child again,
a feat that no other book has accomplished since.
That's
all top five of my favourite Fantasy novels.
Do you have a list of favourite
books?
Phoenix
The Peradon Fantasy Series
Book One
Daccari Buchelli
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy
Publisher: Buchelli Books
Date of Publication: 30th April 2017
ISBN: 9780995768307 print
ISBN: 9780995768314 eBook
ASIN: B06XSL13FD
Number of pages: 396
Word Count: 100,980
Cover Artist: T.L. Mason
Tagline: 'You're only a prisoner if you believe you are.'
Book Description:
The throne was never promised to Emperor Ryore Frost, but now that he has ultimate power, his world is filled with possibilities. Citizens bow at his feet, but their fleeting adoration is no match for his obsession with the young Flame Princess. As his feelings for the staunchly independent princess grow, a new threat emerges, bent on undermining his efforts and betraying his sensibilities.
When past tragedies, malevolent behaviour, and strong wills collide, which will reign supreme?
The throne was never promised to Emperor Ryore Frost, but now that he has ultimate power, his world is filled with possibilities. Citizens bow at his feet, but their fleeting adoration is no match for his obsession with the young Flame Princess. As his feelings for the staunchly independent princess grow, a new threat emerges, bent on undermining his efforts and betraying his sensibilities.
When past tragedies, malevolent behaviour, and strong wills collide, which will reign supreme?
Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/Gh3dyddZCDw
Excerpt:
'Darius, can you
feel that?'
A tingling
sensation seeped into her bones. It pulsed through her, prickling the hairs on
the back of her neck.
'Darius,
something feels wrong.'
Violetta turned
and was surprised to find Darius facing away. His tall frame appeared to have
frozen beside her much loved tree, his face turned up toward the sky.
'Brother? What's
wrong? Tell me.'
Violetta
followed her brother's gaze.
Darkness stole
over her. Violetta could see the storm a mile off and it showed no signs of
letting up. She flinched as she felt something hit her face. Water? Darius
began to stir, but Violetta's eyes remained fixed on the sky. She had heard of
rain. It was said that the Air Realm was frequently visited by such cool
showers, but never had she heard of a storm in the Flame Realm. At least, not
since the Almighty Storm of the Ancients.
Violetta felt
her courage flee her. She let out a high-pitched squeal; a reaction to the
hands that had forced themselves around her arms.
'Shh, it's just
me.' Darius stroked the golden waves of her hair. 'We must get inside.
Understand?'
Violetta gazed
into her brother's dark eyes. She nodded.
'Yes.'
'Good, we
haven't got long before the storm hits.'
Violetta dove
toward Jork's ball. She trapped it between her wrinkled skirts, gathering it up
in her slender arms. The rain gathered speed.
'Darius, I've
got it!' she squealed. Silence greeted her. 'Darius? Where are you?'
Violetta could
hear raised voices in the distance. They were muffled, likely from inside the
secret passage they had used to get down here.
'Darius?' She
spotted a limp shape stretched across the lap of her tree. 'DARIUS!'
Something struck
Violetta hard in the shoulder, lifting her clean off the ground. Her mouth
formed a silent scream as she flew through the air, clinging tight to Jork's
ball. To Violetta's surprise, she landed on her feet.
Violetta's
vision swam, her shoulder screaming in agony at a chunk of ice that had pierced
the flesh. She glanced about, searching for Darius when something else zipped
past her ear. Violetta tried to put thoughts of the pain aside. She gazed above
her, where the sky had become a blinding white.
Violetta's
fingernails dug into her ball and the agony she felt appeared to diminish. Her
eyes snapped down to her shoulder, which only moments ago had been spiking with
pain.
'That's not
possible,' she gasped.
Violetta's skin
was pale and smooth, not a cut or scratch anywhere in sight. Her eyes wandered
down to Jork's ball, before flocking back to the pale skies above. This had to
be a dream. The sky here wasn't white. It was a bright and beauteous blue,
always.
Remembering how
Darius had been struck, Violetta returned her gaze to her tree.
'Darius?'
Her legs carried
her over to him, aching with the sudden chill. Violetta was unsure of what she
was going to find. She drew close and saw the tree's tangled roots embracing
Darius. His mop of dark hair was slick with the rain, his eyes only just
glazing over.
'No.'
Violetta knelt
down and gasped at the sight of her brother's chest. A large needle of ice had
speared his flesh, spilling ruby liquid around its edges. A banshee's wail
exploded from her.
All sound
escaped Violetta's world. The edges of her vision darkened, leaving her only
with eyes for her brother.
'Good Lord,
Prince Darius!'
Clarisse's harsh
voice cut through the silence. The elderly nursemaid sprinted past, her cold
stare fixed on the limp form of their Realm's heir. She bent down to examine
the prince's wounds, shooting an angry scowl Violetta's way.
'Just what did
you think you were doing?' she snarled.
The veins in her forehead began to rise, as
though attempting to escape from their fleshy prison.
Violetta's face
was devoid of emotion. She could do little more than stare when a startled
scream sounded nearby.
'My boy!'
'Mother?'
Violetta got back to her feet. 'Mother, ice is coming down from the sky. We
must go. Darius said-'
Violetta locked
eyes with her parent. Tears ran afresh down Queen Isobel's face as she raced
through the rain to reach her child. Her golden curls, which were usually
pinned atop her head, now hung loose and trailed limply down her back.
No-one noticed
the shards of ice soaring past. Violetta wanted to run. She wanted to warn her
mother before it was too late, but her body felt like it had frozen in place.
She strained against her fear with all her might.
'Mother, we must
go! Now!'
The queen darted
across to the great oak tree. She scooped up the body of her only son, wailing
against his dark mop of hair.
'Darius!'
The despair in
her voice matched the feelings that stirred within Violetta.
Queen Isobel
refused to part from her son. He lay there, still as stone, his flesh growing
colder by the moment. Violetta would remember this day for the rest of her
life. She clung tight to Jork's gift and prepared to race, to grasp hold of her
mother, when another shard shot out of the darkness. A struggling scream filled
the air. It was a scream that would haunt her forever.
About the Author:
Born in 1993, British writer Daccari Buchelli spends his time focusing on his favourite genre, Fantasy. Having developed an early love of literature, he became determined to create his own magical wonderlands for fellow readers to explore. He spent his teenage years working on several Fantasy novellas, which he has yet to release to the general public.
He has since released the first book in a new Fantasy series, which revolves around young royals and the elemental magic that they possess.
As an active member of the LGBT+ community, Mr Buchelli hopes to help reduce intolerance and bullying by promoting acceptance and understanding of those different to ourselves.
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