Alistair Click set out to lay to rest the superstitious fears about the Mad Prince’s clockwork tower. If that meant he might bring the ghost city of Avalonia back to economic life, connecting the western kingdoms once again, so much the better. So what if no adventurer who’d entered the tower in the last century of desolation had ever re-emerged? They didn’t have his skill and wit. He could do better.
The tower turns out to be far more than Alistair expected, however. Not only are there clockwork puzzles to open every door, but one of them drops a boy from a strange world into his lap–figuratively speaking, if only just. Marco Murphy was just gaming in his New Jersey apartment, and now he’s stuck in what feels like a never-ending LARP nightmare.
The deeper they delve into the Mad Prince’s tower, the darker the secrets they uncover. They’re not entirely sure they’ll ever be able to get out again, either. It’ll take all Marco’s charm and Alistair’s cleverness, plus the strange bond growing between them, to get them out together… and alive.
Less Than Three Press
March 16, 2016
Okay, at first, I wasn’t sure where the book was going, but then Marco came in and OMG I love that guy. He’s funny, adaptable and don’t get me started on the racial comments.
“Dude, I’m not going to be the black guy in this horror movie, hell no.”
“Are you out of your damn mind? You’re not going to be the white guy in this horror movie. There’s some kind of fucked up magic going on that involves blood sacrifice, people disappear in here all the time, and that room literally smells like someone’s grandma fell asleep in there a week ago and never woke up. Do not go in there.”
“Please let this be like night of the living dead...” was his only response
“What does that mean”
“The black guy actually lived.”
“I think I found why this place smells like a dead elephant’s asshole.”
“Can we just focus on this dead chick,please? This is freaky as fuck.”
“It doesn’t smell like death,” Marco said.
——(One paragraph later)
Marco sighed beside me. “Goddammit, I cannot believe I actually said that. After all this bullshit I still spoke too soon.”
“Please do not magically turn into a skeleton,” He said, voice and face all wryness.
OMG, I love this guy! Dear Katey Hawthorne, please marry me.
Okay, this book is freaking awesome, I love how Marco didn't see it as a big deal that Alistair wasn’t into sex. I definitely love how this book did not mention Alistair asexuality every five minutes like some books tend to.
I said this before and I’ll say it again, I love Marco, he’s Golden! I think I’ve found my book boyfriend.