Escape from the Past: The
Duke's Wrath
by Annette Oppenlander
Genre: YA Historical Fiction, Time-Travel
Release Date: July 31st 2015
Summary from Goodreads:
When fifteen-year-old nerd and gamer Max Anderson thinks he's sneaking a preview of an unpublished video game, he doesn't realize that 1) He's been chosen as a beta, an experimental test player. 2) He’s playing the ultimate history game, transporting him into the actual past: anywhere and anytime. And 3) Survival is optional: to return home he must decipher the game's rules and complete its missions—if he lives long enough. To fail means to stay in the past—forever.
Now Max is trapped in medieval Germany, unprepared and clueless. It is 1471 and he quickly learns that being an outcast may cost him his head. Especially after rescuing a beautiful peasant girl from a deadly infection and thus provoking sinister wannabe Duke Ott. Overnight he is dragged into a hornets' nest of feuding lords who will stop at nothing to bring down the conjuring stranger in their midst.
by Annette Oppenlander
Genre: YA Historical Fiction, Time-Travel
Release Date: July 31st 2015
Summary from Goodreads:
When fifteen-year-old nerd and gamer Max Anderson thinks he's sneaking a preview of an unpublished video game, he doesn't realize that 1) He's been chosen as a beta, an experimental test player. 2) He’s playing the ultimate history game, transporting him into the actual past: anywhere and anytime. And 3) Survival is optional: to return home he must decipher the game's rules and complete its missions—if he lives long enough. To fail means to stay in the past—forever.
Now Max is trapped in medieval Germany, unprepared and clueless. It is 1471 and he quickly learns that being an outcast may cost him his head. Especially after rescuing a beautiful peasant girl from a deadly infection and thus provoking sinister wannabe Duke Ott. Overnight he is dragged into a hornets' nest of feuding lords who will stop at nothing to bring down the conjuring stranger in their midst.
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Excerpt
“His
name is Max,” Bero offered from the bench. “He hid in
Hanstein’s
forest.”
The
woman stepped closer and then crossed herself. “May the
Lord
have mercy. A Wanderer to
bring doom to our Haus.”
I
vehemently shook my head. “No, no, I’m just lost and need
a
place for the night.”
Bero’s
mother stepped closer still. She was inches shorter, yet
her
shoulders were wide and her arms thick and muscled. I
shrank
back. She’d beat me to a pulp no problem. To my horror
she
extended an arm to inspect my hair. “What’s a lad like you
doing
in the Lord’s forest? You look like a stranger. A conjurer
perhaps.”
“He
said he is from the village,” Bero intercepted. I wished
he’d
shut up. It was nerve-wracking enough to deal with Bero.
The
woman was positively frightening—nothing like my mother
who
was gentle and sweet.
“I’m
visiting,” I tried. Maybe it was best to say as little as
possible.
Bero’s
mother grabbed my T-shirt and rubbed the fabric
between
thumb and forefinger. “Your clothes are…odd.” Then
her
eyes fell on my shoes, half hidden in the straw. Obviously not
hidden
enough. She got on her knees mumbling something. Then
she
crossed herself again. I stood waiting and hoping my legs
wouldn’t
tremble. To keep from fidgeting, I stuck my hands in
my
pockets, my right fingertips making contact with something
within.
About the Author

"Nearly every place holds some kind of secret, something that makes history come alive. When we scrutinize people and places closely, history is no longer a number, it turns into a story."
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