Author Interview: Son of Set Tour By Kelsey Ketch @kelseyketch @DarkWorldBooks

Son of Set Tour

Son of Set
Descendants of Isis #2

". . . the Sons would never just let him go-alive."

Seth O'Keefe has broken the laws of his god. He never thought he would sacrifice his own future to protect a Daughter of Isis. But when the Sons of Set discovered Natti is the Secret Keeper, he had no choice. Now, Seth and Natti are on the run from his father, who wants nothing more than to see Seth dead. With no allies, Seth turns to the Daughters of Isis for help, hoping they would protect Natti. But when they meet the Daughters, he discovers a secret that puts both their lives in more danger. Low on options, Seth sees only one possibility for survival. He must help Natti solve an ancient puzzle and find the secret name of Ra.

Natara "Natti" Stone is having a hard time swallowing the truth. She can't believe what she has learned in the past twenty-four hours: Seth is a Son of Set blessed with charm; she is a Daughter of Isis blessed with a sliver of Ma 'at; the locket her grandmother gave her holds an ancient Egyptian secret linking to Osiris and Isis. That along with being tortured and brutalized by the Sons of Set, she can hardly hold herself together. Thank God for Seth's touch! That warm, tingling sensation that drowns it all out. Yet her heart struggles to stay focused. She must quickly embrace her destiny before the secret name of Ra falls into the wrong hands.

*Note: Content for Upper YA*

***Excerpt From Son of Set***

***Warning: Excerpt May Contain Spoilers To First Novel***

Chapter 1

Seth wrung a blood-soaked hand towel until the fabric pinched the flesh of his aching palms. Droplets of Natti's diluted blood trickled into the running water. When the cotton began to dry, he drowned it again and wrung it out even tighter. Yet, no matter how sore his hands were, the haunting bloodstains on the towel wouldn't wash away. Exhausted and frustrated, he tossed the towel into the basin. He slammed the faucet off, leaned over the counter, and stared at his reflection. Dark circles and black kohl accented his turquoise eyes. Large, swollen bruises coated his lightly tanned skin, each screaming with the slightest movement. Dry blood encrusted his wrists. His back ached and his knees were coated with grime. Even so, his injuries carried little pain compared to the memories he was still trying to process: his own father, Sean, drawing Seth's Glock 38 on him at the hospital; being chained down in Set's Temple and listening to Natti's screams while his father dosed her with synthetic scorpion venom; watching Sean enslave her essence; seeing the ceremonial dagger poised over her breast. Seth shoved his fingers through his copper hair, trying to force the images out of his mind.

A soft moan, a harsh groan, and then a scream echoed from the next room. Seth's overwhelmed system surged with adrenaline. He raced into the bedroom of the hotel room. Natti had her back pressed against the pillows and headboard as she manically swiped at the old, floral bedcover. She abruptly withdrew her hand with another scream and began to cower, her knees brought up to her chest.

"I don't know," she bellowed. "I don't know."

"Natti?" Seth rushed to her side. He stared at the bedcover, trying to determine who or what she was shouting at.

Natti turned her glassy eyes to him with a gasp. She scrambled sideways, and Seth had to catch her before she fell over the edge of the king-sized bed. Her panicky screams transformed into desperate cries for help. Afraid someone would hear her, Seth quickly covered her mouth. She struggled against him for a brief moment before she finally went limp in his arms. Her silver-violet eyes were filled with fear.

"Shh," Seth cooed, trying to keep his own heart from leaping out of his chest. He stared into the eyes that had bewitched him on the first day they met. When she looked back at him, it was like she was gazing at a stranger. He swallowed a lump that formed in his throat and slowly raised his fingers from her lips.

"I don't know," she whimpered. "I don't know. I swear, I don't know."

"Natti, it's me," Seth whispered, mentally begging the gods to help her. "It's Seth. We met at school in mid-September. I rescued you at the festival. I helped you escape from the temple. Don't you remember?"

Her body tensed under his hold, and her gaze went wild while she scanned the room. "Oh God, please. . . . I don't know."

"Natti."

She wasn't paying any attention to him. Her eyes were beginning to dilate, and her body vibrated with fear. Seth finally called on his blessing from Set, his magical charm, to try to calm her, but her mind was too wired and her veins throbbed under his touch. She suddenly screeched and thrashed violently in his arms.

"No. No, stop. I don't know." Her anxiety was building. Grabbing hold of her flying fists, Seth pinned her down on the bed. Her back arched and her legs kicked while she attempted to wrench herself from his grasp.

"Natti, stop," he ordered. "Stop!"

About Daughter of Isis (Book #1)

"Her mouth parted slightly, waiting for Seth to breathe life into her own body, just like in the story. She wanted him to awaken her senses."

Their worlds collide in California's high desert.

The last thing Natara "Natti" Stone wants to do is to start anew at Setemple High School. She wished she had never left London. Yet the brutal murder of her maternal grandmother has made her life very complicated. The only clue related to her murder is an ancient, encrypted necklace Natti discovered after her grandmother's death. And if trying to adjust to American life is not enough, Natti is being stalked by a mysterious, charming high school senior, Seth O'Keefe, who is annoyingly persistent in his attempts at seduction.

Seth O'Keefe is secretly a member of the Sons of Set, an order that worships the Egyptian god of chaos. Seth's blessing from Set, his "charm," never failed, except with one person: Natti Stone. Her ability to elude him infatuates and infuriates him, and he becomes obsessed with the chase. But the closer he gets to her, the more his emotions take a dangerous turn, and he risks breaking one of the most valued covenants of his order. The punishment for which is a fate worse than death.

The adventure this unlikely couple becomes engulfed in could cost them their lives and their souls.

*Note: Content for Upper YA*

Praise for Daughter of Isis

"Daughter of Isis is an addicting and enthralling read brimming with Egyptian mythology. Readers will be pulled into the story after simply reading a page!" -Emily, Reader Rising

"I always enjoy a good book about Mythology and Daughter of Isis brings a thrilling modern day spin to one of the tales. Kelsey Ketch wove the story perfectly and sucked me right into her magnificent world."

Author Interview:

What inspired you to write the Descendants of Isis series?

The idea of Descendants of Isis actually started with a bizarre and flustering dream I had. In fact, I used it as a chapter in the first book: the one where Seth distracts Natti with a kiss while Ky riffles through her things. Except I was Natti, and the guy was hardly as smooth or charming as Seth. But still, the reactions, the feelings, and even the fire all planted the thought that plagued me for the rest of the day. Who was this boy kissing me? What was he looking for? And where did the story lead?

The story actually came together in quite a rush, especially when the final piece came to light: the story my Shakespeare professor told us about Isis and Osiris. In thirty days, I finished my first draft of Daughter of Isis.

When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?

I'm not really sure. I always loved writing, but I guess it was in my senior year of high school when I actually knew I wanted to be a writer. We had a phycology assignment to write a children's book, which we then read out loud to the class. After I was finished, a boy I hardly knew or even spoke to turned in his chair and right out said, "You should be a writer." I didn't give it much thought back then, but I think his words fueled a passion already beginning to burn inside me.

What is the earliest age you remember reading your first book?

All on my own? I was a late reader in life, so it wasn't actually until second-maybe third-grade that I started to read. But even then, it didn't hold my interest. It wasn't until much later in my middle school years when I started to actually read for fun.

What genre of books do you enjoy reading?

Young adult fantasy and science fiction, mostly. Though I do get into other genres of young adult and new adult. As for adult novels, I lean more toward thrillers and nonfiction.

What is your favorite book?

Oo. Tough one, since it really depends on the year. This year, so far, my favorite reads have been Burn Out by Kristi Helvig, Of Darkness and Crowns by Trisha Wolfe, Nothing to Tell and Rush into Love by Ashelyn Drake. But I also have some all-time favorites. These are the books that just can't be beat, which include: Stargate by Dean Devlin and Roland Emmerich, the Harry Potter Series by J.K. Rowling, The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown, the Hereafter Series by Tara Hudson, and Obsidian by Jennifer L. Armentrout.

You know I think we all have a favorite author. Who is your favorite author and why?

Um . . . *Blushes* I actually can't say have a favorite author. There are so many styles of writing I enjoy, but even so, a certain style an author uses for one book series might not be the same style they use for another. So it really depends on the book.

If you could travel back in time here on earth to any place or time. Where would you go and why?

Ah, can I just have the TARDIS-with David Tennant as my guide-and jump from place to place in time? LOL. No, really, there are so many different times and places I would love to go and visit. I even confessed on my blog that I sometime picture, while listening to a certain piece of music, that I'm this person traveling the world, passing by all the marvels and mysteries of the world: the Great Pyramid of Giza, Athens, the ruins of Troy, Stone Hedge, the Great Wall of China, the Great Barrier Reef, etc . . . And if I had the chance to time travel, that's still exactly what I would want to do, except I would be going through time as well. And it wouldn't just be a quick visit to shop the market place. I want to record what life was really like in the past; discover lost histories; and solve ancient mysteries.

When writing a book do you find that writing comes easy for you or is it a difficult task?

It's a labor of love. :)

Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? Or any pets?

I have two cats and about eight small fish. But it's really my two cats that are my babies. My oldest I got when I was thirteen for a birthday gift and my youngest I adopted from an animal shelter at an Oktoberfest Festival.

What is your "to die for", favorite food/foods to eat?

Ah, if I was still a young kid, I'd say spaghetti. Just plain spaghetti. No sauce, only butter and salt-lots of salt! But as I got older, I've actually made it my mission to never settle for eating one kind of food. I'm constantly trying new places to eat or experimenting in my own kitchen. I especially love messing with herbs and spices to bring out the different flavors of food. And I enjoy every bit of it.

Do you have any advice for anyone that would like to be an author?

Just keep reading and writing. Find your own style. And write for the enjoyment and for yourself.

About The Author:

Kelsey Ketch

During her high school years, Kelsey Ketch could always be found tucked away in a little corner of the hall or classroom, writing her fantasy worlds and creating illustrations and maps. Today is no different, except now she's writing in the break room at her office building or at the tables of the Barnes and Noble Café in Cary, North Carolina. She is also an avid reader, a part-time book blogger at Ketch's Book Nook, and lives with her two orange tabbies and awesome and humorous flat-mate. For more information, please visit her site at kelseyketch.com.