Amelia Blayke and the Broken Clock Tower

Moses Gonzales

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Join Amelia Blayke as she becomes a vital member of a grand adventure. She and her long-lost uncle of 23 years must unite, along with several other characters, to embark on a quest to not only save the new world from an evil Tyrant, but to find her uncle's memories. While the evil king searches for them, they must battle magical foes and mystical creatures to find Anthony's memories and figure out why he was sent to this strange land. Furthermore, discover a way to defeat a seemingly all powerful foe who is now their mortal enemy. Explore the new world, and the introduction to a new universal concept in which may take an unexpected plot twist in future books to come.

Sujets

• Gonzalez
• Moses
• Moïse
• Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: Xlibris US
• Date de parution: 29 janvier 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781669864714
• Langue: English

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AMELIA BLAYKE AND THE BROKEN CLOCK TOWER
THE ADVENTURES OF AMELIA BLAYKE
BOOK 1
MOSES GONZALES

Copyright © 2023 by Moses Gonzales.
Library of Congress Control Number:
2023901596
ISBN:
Hardcover
978-1-6698-6470-7

Softcover
978-1-6698-6472-1

eBook
978-1-6698-6471-4
 
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
 
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Rev. date: 01/27/2023
 
 
 
 
 
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CONTENTS
Chapter 1The Coin Toss
Chapter 2The Wait
Chapter 3A Familiar Face in the Abandoned House
Chapter 4The Broken Clock Tower
Chapter 5The Wolf King
Chapter 6The Calm before the Storm
Chapter 7The Long Road Ahead
Chapter 8The Forgotten Fortress
Chapter 9The Pit of Vipers
Chapter 10Bridgetown
Chapter 11Fight or Flight
Chapter 12The Smile of a Thousand Words
Chapter 13The Power of Fulmen
Chapter 14Eyes in the Sky
Chapter 15The End of an Old Friend
Chapter 16Into the Darkness
Chapter 17The Keeper of Acheron
Chapter 18The Castletown of Steele
Chapter 19The Foot of the Tower
Chapter 20The Battle for the Tower
Chapter 21The Timekeeper
 
Epilogue

In loving memory
Anthony Tostado
Zack Haveron
Blake Daniel

For
My baby Amelia
My loving wife, Kayleigh
Christina Mendoza
All my brothers
Olivia Rodriguez
Kenzley and Isiah
Alejandra Daniel
And those whose lives were touched by these amazing people
CHAPTER 1
THE COIN TOSS
N ot everybody was born to be faced with a quest or have their will, their integrity, their wit, and their heart tested. That doesn’t mean that there aren’t people who do though. Amelia Blayke, for one, had no idea what was in store. Amelia was almost as tall as her mom, standing just over five feet tall. She had extremely light brown hair, and in some lighting, it could even be described as sandy blonde. She had her mother’s eyes, which were golden in color, and, in the right lighting, shone with dazzling blues and greens. She was an average thirteen-year-old girl, who had above-average expectations for herself. She had the determination and integrity of a queen, yet she had the humility of the humblest of servants. She lived with her mother and father and a few fur siblings in a cozy country home found on the outskirts of Bryan, Texas. There were the old lady Roxi, her mom’s favorite; old lady Chloe, who was her dad’s favorite; her German shepherd Daisy and a little orange devil who went by the name Crash, her cat.
This weekend, the same as every weekend, Amelia and her parents were on their way to her grandparents’ house. Abuela and Abuelo she called them. They were two very kindhearted people who always saw the good in the world, no matter how much bad was thrown their way. Maybe that’s what made Amelia love them so much. No matter her failures, her faults, or her shortcomings, Grandma Chris and Grandpa Tomas loved her more than words could express. Not that her parents didn’t love her though; her dad was a full-time mechanic somewhere in town who was doing well, and many people in town knew Moses Gonzales. Amelia’s mom, Kayleigh Gonzales, was so good with animals and giving them the utmost care that she was eventually able to open her own pet rescue, which turned out to be extremely successful. This particular Saturday morning was brilliant as if the middle of July couldn’t have been any hotter. On top of that, her birthday was only one month away, and she couldn’t wait to be fourteen. Normally in Texas, her birthday month, August, was the hottest in the year, but this July felt like it was cutting close. The sun felt as if it had shone its best in centuries, yet Amelia still couldn’t help but feel a cold chill down her spine. Something was wrong, maybe even misplaced, or forgotten. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but she knew for sure something interesting was going to happen this day. Let me tell you, she had no clue whatsoever, maybe not this day, but very soon.
As they began to enter the small city of Calvert, she saw all the familiar sceneries: the big water tower, cute downtown Calvert, and the corner store that her dad always made fun of Uncle Frank about. While looking at it all, she seemed to be looking for something that wasn’t there, something big. The buildings downtown were always opening and shutting down with small businesses. Her eyes passed all the signs that beckoned for tourists to enter their humble little shops, but still no sign of the missing object that silently called out to her. She just shrugged her shoulders and started conversing with her parents the rest of the way to Grandma Chris’s house. Although she tried to take her mind off the subject, it still seemed to mock her from the far corners of her mind.
Abuela and Abuelo’s house was a cute little house off to the side of a small highway. It had a tin roof and was a soft beige color with dark-green trimming. They had a decent-sized yard with a neighbor to the left, who just so happened to be Aunt Jessie’s. To the right, however, was a lush forest full of opportunities calling for adventure. The forest was indeed a place of adventure for all the kids, and even adults, who went to their house. The only thing separating their house from the neighbor and the neighboring forest was the five feet tall wired fence that surrounded the entire property. They pulled up to the driveway with the gate still closed. Abuelo and Abuela were patiently waiting on the arrival of their princess Amelia, enjoying the blissful day. They had been sitting in their rocking chairs on the front porch, taking advantage of the relaxing silence and enjoying any sort of breeze that blew their way. Abuelo slowly made his way from his rocking chair to the gate and opened it for them. As they entered, Amelia saw the big smiles on her grandparents’ faces and couldn’t help but mirror their expression. She was always extremely excited to be there.
Shortly after arriving, Amelia was already having a blast. Abuelo let her drive his prized little John Deere mower and instructed her on how to make a straight line to do the precise cutting. Amelia’s dad laughed because he knew that Abuelo was getting a free yard cut from her and that it was all a part of his scheme. Abuela was patiently waiting in the living room for Amelia after her hard work. Mowing the lawn wouldn’t be much fun for some kids, but Amelia loved it. She felt as if this alone was the part of her that was like her other grandpa who had passed away a year before she was born, Pawpaw Zack. As Amelia walked into the cozy living room, she couldn’t help but admire all the live plants that surrounded the living room windows, and the cute antique cabinets filled with all kinds of valuables. To the right side of the window that faced the neighbor’s house, there was a cluster of photos hanging. There were her dad, her uncle Tally, her uncle Victor, her uncle Raymond, and her uncle Anthony all in their graduation gowns. To the left of the graduation photos was a large photo of Uncle Anthony leaning against some sort of large building. This photo was taken during his pre-wedding photo shoot. He was a handsome man who was well-built, yet short in stature. He wasn’t dark-skinned like her father, maybe more of an olive tone, and his hair was cut short, the same as his goatee. They were trimmed neatly and not only had great volume but had defined edges. It looked like he took great pride in his appearance and kept a pearly white grin on his face, usually accompanied by a friendly smile. He looked to be so happy; you could even see it in his eyes. Those warm, loving dark eyes seemed to follow the viewer wherever they went.
She sat on the beautiful leather couch and checked each display case that was filled with foreign trinkets. Most of which were from her abuela’s time spent in the military overseas. The number of nutcrackers standing guard over the living room was incredible, easily over fifty, ranging in different shapes and sizes. Anywhere from the size of a soda can to the great big five-footer standing in the corner of the living room. Abuela had sweets and Mexican candies laid out over the wooden chest she used as a coffee table. They were all for Amelia to eat to her heart’s content. Amelia spent a few minutes telling her abuela all about the past week she had at school. After half an hour of talking with Abuela and eating Mexican candy, her mouth began to feel parched and in desperate need of quenching.
“Why don’t you wash down all that candy with some of Ray’s famous limeade,” insisted Abuela. She said. Luckily for Amelia, Uncle Raymond had just finished making a pitcher of his famous fresh-squeezed homemade limeade. One thing about Uncle Raymond, he loved filling up p