Sneak Peek Wednesday: Music of the Night by Angela J. Ford (Giveaway)

Music of the Night
(Tower Knights #1)
by Angela J. Ford
Publisher: Self-published
Publication date: Feb. 15 2021
Genre: Fantasy Romance

A haunted tower, a mysterious instructor and the lure of the music of the night. . .

After the death of her father, Aria is left penniless and destitute. To avoid working the streets she becomes the ward of a Count and moves to a remote town called High Tower.

High Tower is a gloomy place with one vivid attraction: the theater. Lords and ladies come from afar to be seduced by a night of unforgettable entertainment.

Many are warned to stay away from High Tower’s dangerous enchantments, but it’s a warning Aria is forced to ignore. Determined to take her life back into her hands, she and the Count make a deal. She can avoid an arranged marriage if she learns to sing for him.

When Aria stumbles across a mysterious man in a dark tower, she begs to learn the power of song from him. Although reluctant, the man agrees to teach her the music of the night. Between midnight meetings and emotional singing lessons, Aria falls in love with her alluring instructor despite his shadowy past.

But something deadly stirs, awoken by the desire of its master.

Evenings reveries become haunted with terror, blood and murder. Rumors claim the man in the tower in behind the madness that haunts High Tower, a truth Aria is loathe believe. For she just gained the desire of her heart.

What she doesn’t know is that her haunted instructor intends to use her for his own purposes. . .


Sneak Peek

A deep voice, edged with anger, growled, “If you promise not to scream, I will release you.”

One teal-blue eye bored into mine as I nodded. The stranger’s pale skin, thick black hair and broad shoulders were all I could make out in the shadows of night. A shock of thick black hair fell over his forehead, yet a blue scarf was tied across one eye. Even in the low light, I spied scars peeking out from the edges, and I shivered. What incident had stolen his eye and damaged his face?

The rest of his face was all sharp angles, high cheekbones, an aristocratic nose. His jaw tensed as he released me, as though waiting for me to scream, claw at him and make a mad dash for my horse.

When I did not scream, he dropped his hand to his side, and that’s when I realized the other was about my waist, firmly trapping me between his hard body and the wall of the tower. As I studied him, sandalwood, candle wax and a faint floral scent emanated off his skin. He was only a man, not a ghost. Samara would be chagrined when I told her the spirit of the tower was only a silly fable, granted, one that was easy to give into considering the gloom and mist that wrapped around High Tower like a mother swaddling a child.

A shuddering breath left my parted lips as I lightly touched his chest. I meant to push him away, but my eyes were suddenly riveted to his white shirt, open at the neck, displaying an expanse of his well-defined chest. I could not tear my eyes away quickly enough. Heat flamed my cheeks and for once I was grateful both for my dark skin and the dark of night which hid my reaction. How ironic was it that instead of a ghost, I’d found an attractive man? Pushing away that pesky thought, I returned my gaze to his scowling face, unsure whether he was angry with me for trespassing or the fact that I’d seen his gift.

“What do you want?” he barked, that one piercing eye studying me with a scrutiny that made me wish I’d changed into something more modest before leaving.

Lifting my chin, I glared right back at him. Instead of fear, I only felt a quickening in my blood. He had something I wanted, and all I had to do was open my mouth and ask. “I heard the music,” I told him. “It called to me, coaxed me here, and so I came.”

His full lips curled and his brow furrowed as he shifted his weight. My cloak had fallen back in the struggle and now his eye slid to my bare neck and the plunging neckline of my gown. Oh goddess, did he think I’d come to seduce him? I squirmed under his stormy gaze.

He must have realized my discomfort, and the fact he pressed me—rather intimately—against the stone wall. His hold loosened, but his scowl darkened. “I haven’t played for hours. Speak, woman. Is there another reason you came? To spy on me?”

Without waiting for an answer, he dragged me away from the wall toward the yawning entrance of the tower.




Meet Angela J. Ford

Angela J. Ford is a bestselling epic fantasy author who has sold over 30,000 copies and has had over 10 million page reads in Kindle Unlimited. Her books have been ranked bestsellers in multiple categories.
She enjoys traveling, hiking, and playing World of Warcraft with her husband. First and foremost, Angela is a reader and can often be found with her nose in a book.

Aside from writing she enjoys the challenge of working with marketing technology and builds websites for authors.

Angela is passionate about helping indie authors succeed and runs a community and podcast called Indie Author Lifestyle.

If you happen to be in Nashville, you’ll most likely find her at a local coffee shop, enjoying a white chocolate mocha and furiously working on her next book.

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5 Thoughts on “Sneak Peek Wednesday: Music of the Night by Angela J. Ford (Giveaway)

  1. Jeanna Massman on 25 February, 2021 at 4:20 am said:

    The cover is intriguing. It sets the tone for the book!

  2. I really like the cover for this one. I haven’t read this author before but I’m intrigued.

  3. NANCY on 1 March, 2021 at 8:53 am said:

    Sounds great. Terrific cover.

  4. Really loverly cover

  5. This is my favorite scene in the whole movie because I enjoy seeing the Phantom pour his soul out for Christine to see. Beautiful.

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