Kindle link: https://www.amazon.com/New-Zealand-Novel-Lance-Morcan-ebook/dp/B0DPTJTDCQ/
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Kindle link: https://www.amazon.com/New-Zealand-Novel-Lance-Morcan-ebook/dp/B0DPTJTDCQ/
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To celebrate the launch of my epic historical adventure New Zealand: A Novel, it’s free to download on Kindle on Saturday and Sunday December 14 and 15 PST.
New Zealand: A Novel spans almost 500 years and covers the respective discoveries of New Zealand by Pacific Islanders and Europeans. From the outset the two stories are interposed. It starts in the 1300’s with the departure of Islanders from Hawaiki in search of land far to the south.
The hardy, brown-skinned people who arrive here first call themselves Maori and they call their new home Aotearoa – land of the long, white cloud. The fascinating, eventful and sometimes violent lives of descendants of those first arrivals are traced through the centuries until the arrival of Europeans aboard Captain James Cook’s bark the Endeavour. Cook names the new land New Zealand.
Maoris call the white intruders pakeha. Their arrival heralds a clash of two vastly different ideologies as European civilization collides head on with indigenous culture.
The misunderstandings, tension and bloodshed that follow are relayed as seen through the eyes of one of the Endeavour’s youngest and most engaging crewmembers, Surgeon’s Assistant Nicholas Young, as the vessel embarks on its historic circumnavigation of the country.
Amidst the life-threatening challenges Nicholas faces at sea and on land, the young man finds true love when he meets Anika, a beautiful Maori princess who steals his heart.
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This novel is also available via Amazon as a paperback and will soon be available as a hardcover and audiobook.
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To mark this week’s launch of my historical adventure-romance New Zealand: A Novel, the Kindle version will be free to download on the weekend of December 14 & 15 PST.

The Kindle link is: https://www.amazon.com/New-Zealand-Novel-Lance-Morcan-ebook/dp/B0DPTJTDCQ
This novel is also available now as a paperback and in early 2025 will be available as a hardcover and audiobook.
The paperback link is: https://www.amazon.com/New-Zealand-Novel-Lance-Morcan/dp/0473728524/
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New Zealand: A Novel, by Kiwi author Lance Morcan, has been launched as a paperback and Kindle ebook. Both versions are exclusive to Amazon.
Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DPTJTDCQ/
Morcan says New Zealand: A Novel was literally half a century in the making. “It has been a labour of love for 50 years now. I recall, back in 1975, writing a logline for a novel about the discovery of New Zealand first by Maori and then by Europeans. I’ve chipped away at it ever since.”
For Morcan, this is his first solo-authored novel. He usually writes in collaboration with his son James, and together they’ve co-authored about 35 published books both fiction and non-fiction. Several have been regular visitors to Amazon’s bestseller lists over the years. These include their historical novels White Spirit, Fiji: A Novel and Into the Americas, their international thriller The Ninth Orphan and their non-fiction books Genius Intelligence and The Catcher in the Rye Enigma.
Synopsis for New Zealand: A Novel follows:
It’s 1768. A chance meeting at London’s dockyards sees medical student Nicholas Young recruited as Surgeon’s Boy to serve under Captain James Cook aboard a bark called the Endeavour. Ahead of the handsome 17-year-old is a voyage that will test his mettle and take him via Tahiti to uncharted places at the bottom of the world. One of those places being a land Dutch explorer Abel Tasman discovered the previous century when he encountered its western shoreline. The land was occupied by tattooed, brown-skinned, warlike people. Tasman called it Nieuw Zeeland.
Nearly five centuries earlier, in 1301 AD, huge, twin-hulled canoes depart the South Pacific Island nation of Hawaiki. Aboard each craft are 80 villagers hand-picked by their rangatira, the mighty Hotu. Raids by enemies from neighbouring islands prompted the decision to flee their homeland. Their destination is a land far to the south. Many weeks later, the survivors aboard Hotu’s canoe sight the eastern shoreline of a rugged land covered by cloud. They call it Aotearoa – land of the long, white cloud.
In 1769, eight months after departing England, Nicholas Young and his crewmates arrive in Tahiti aboard the Endeavour. The Surgeon’s Boy is quickly becoming a man; the journey out was a baptism of fire for him with mid-Atlantic storms resulting in injury and death. In Tahiti, Captain Cook puts his men to work, building an observation post from which he can observe the transit of Venus. Nicholas is excused from shore duties after a local priest, Tupaia, informs Cook that Tahiti’s beautiful queen, Obadia, has invited his Surgeon’s Boy to stay in the village as her guest. Tupaia didn’t mention he convinced the childless queen that Nicholas had been sent to her by the spirits of her ancestors and that he would give her a son. The beautiful queen seduces a surprised but delighted Nicholas, and in the weeks that follow they enjoy long days and nights of lovemaking.
It’s 1501 AD and for the first time the hills of Aotearoa echo to the sounds of war. As the competition for food and land increases, so too does inter-tribal fighting between tribes of the brown-skinned people who now call themselves Maori. Apera, chief of the Te Arawa tribe, leads a war party down the east coast, attacking settlements along the way. Defeated warriors are either enslaved or eaten for cannibalism is widely practised.
October 1769. It’s springtime in Aotearoa. Aboard the Endeavour, Nicholas serves as lookout in the bark’s crow’s nest. Many long weeks have passed since leaving Tahiti. He spies land and shouts, “Land ahoy!” He’s looking at a headland that extends far out into the blue Pacific. So delighted is Cook by the sighting, he names the landmark Young Nick’s Head after his keen-eyed lookout. The captain suspects it’s part of the eastern shoreline of the land Abel Tasman called Nieuw Zeeland. Translating the Dutch to English, Cook renames it New Zealand.
At the same time, a young Maori sits alone on a sandy beach, looking out across a sparkling bay. On his right is the same headland Nicholas spied moments earlier. Moki is the oldest son of the chief of the Ngati Porou tribe and is a proud descendant of Hotu whose battered canoe arrived on this same beach centuries earlier. Moki suddenly jumps to his feet when he sees a tall ship far out to sea. Mistaking its billowing sails for the wings of a giant seabird, he flees inland to his nearby pa, or fortified village, to alert the villagers to the approaching danger.
After anchoring in the bay, Cook dispatches a contingent of his marines ashore. Nicholas and his crewmates look on as the marines are greeted by an impassioned haka, or war dance, performed by Ngati Porou warriors armed with clubs, spears and other Stone Age weapons. The chief’s brother is killed and several warriors wounded in the inevitable violence that follows. So disillusioned is Cook by the conflict, and by the region’s scarcity of wild game, he later names it Poverty Bay.
This first bloody encounter with New Zealand’s indigenous people is a sobering harbinger for what follows.
The Endeavour’s subsequent circumnavigation of the new land is an experience that breaks some men. Amidst the life-threatening challenges they face at sea and on land, Nicholas finds true love when he meets Anika, a beautiful Maori wahine who steals his heart.
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Publication of the hardcover and audiobook versions of New Zealand: A Novel will follow in early 2025.
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Shrouded in cloud at the bottom of the world, this was the land that time forgot: the last sizeable piece of undiscovered land on Earth. Two hundred million years after breaking away from the vast southern continent of Gondwana, Man had yet to leave his footprints on this prehistoric place.
Mythology would have it the land was fished up out of the ocean. In fact, earthquakes and volcanic activity forced it to literally erupt from the seabed. This violent birth left it with a majestic ruggedness that would always reflect its former turbulence.
Over time, its features softened. Scenes of beauty emerged out of the mists. There was a haunting stillness about the land. It was a place of mystery – of magical forests and sparkling lakes and rivers. And the sea surrounded it like some huge tidal moat.
Its isolation ensured it wouldn’t be until well into the First Millennium AD that Man would step foot on these shores. The hardy, brown-skinned people who arrived here called themselves Maori and they called their new home Aotearoa – land of the long, white cloud.
Not until its rediscovery centuries later by European explorers would the land receive the name by which it is known today: New Zealand. Their arrival would herald a clash of two vastly different ideologies as European civilization collided with indigenous culture.
It was a time of conflict, lust and adventure.
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You’ve been reading the blurb for New Zealand: A Novel. It’s a tale of treachery, lust and conflict. It spans almost 500 years and covers the respective discoveries of New Zealand by Pacific Islanders and Europeans. From the outset the two stories are interposed. It starts in the 1300’s with the departure of Islanders from Hawaiki in search of land far to the south.
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View the novel on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/221413728-new-zealand
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Moki’s way of hunting was as simple as it was unique. Unique to the Ngati Porou iwi [tribe] at least. It entailed throwing the spear over the head of a kereru [bush pigeon] or any bird for that matter. Tied to the spear was an ordinary fishing net, which, when thrown, trailed behind, entangling the startled bird before it could fly off. His grandfather had taught him the method as a boy, and now he rarely missed snaring a bird when the opportunity presented itself. Once snared, the bird would be decapitated and bled dry in preparation for cooking.
He sighted another kereru. It was perched upon one of the lower branches of a stately rimu tree and seemed oblivious to the approaching danger.
So focused was Moki on stalking the pigeon, he didn’t realise he himself was being stalked. He’d unknowingly crossed paths with five hunters of another iwi. They were members of the Ngati Kahungunu tribe who were long-time enemies of the Ngati Porou. They’d debated amongst themselves whether to kill Moki. Two of them had deemed it too risky as they were trespassing and wished to keep their presence secret, but the other three considered the lone hunter too tempting a target – and so the decision was made: to kill.
As Moki prepared to throw his spear at the kereru, he caught a movement in his peripheral vision. Some instinct prompted him to throw himself to one side. That saved his life, but the spear intended for his chest tore through the flesh in his thigh, its serrated tip lodging in the trunk of the very tree the kereru was perched upon. Grunting in pain, he leapt to his feet as the five hunters emerged from the undergrowth. He identified them immediately: their distinctive dreadlocks and tattoos along with their threadbare sealskin shawls made them unmistakably Ngati Kahungunu. All five looked young, lean and dangerous, and all had the bloodlust in their eyes as they closed in on their prey.
Moki thanked his guardian spirits he still had his spear. If his attackers had waited a moment longer he’d have thrown it at the kereru. That misjudgement cost the nearest hunter – the youngest of the five – his life. Moki thrust his spear’s tip into the hunter’s chest, impaling him. With his free hand, he grabbed the net tied to the spear, swung it about and snared another hunter in its mesh. The entangled hunter, who appeared to be the leader, desperately tried to disentangle himself. Tugging hard on the net, Moki pulled him to the ground and killed him with a savage blow from the club he now wielded. He turned too late to avoid another hunter, the biggest of the five, who crashed into him, knocking him over. They rolled over and over, holding each other tight and each trying to deliver an incapacitating blow with his club.
Fighting for his life, Moki was oblivious to the pain caused by the wound in his thigh or by other wounds he’d sustained. Blood flowed from a nasty scalp wound, causing him to blink rapidly in order to clear his vision. He was vaguely aware of the other two hunters who were awaiting their chance to skewer him with their spears. For the moment they couldn’t use their weapons for risk of accidentally killing their fellow hunter. Moki’s opponent held his club hand in a vice-like grip. Using his free hand, Moki grabbed his enemy by the testicles and squeezed tight. The big hunter screamed in agony and released his grip on his opponent’s wrist. Moki crushed the hunter’s skull with one thunderous swing of his club then leapt to his feet to face the remaining hunters.
The loss of three of their number in what seemed the blink of an eye gave the other two hunters pause for thought. They looked at each other as if to decide on their next course of action.
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The paperback and Kindle ebook versions of New Zealand: A Novel will be launched before Christmas; the hardcover and audiobook versions will be published early 2025.
Watch this space!
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New Zealand: A Novel spans almost 500 years and covers the respective discoveries of New Zealand by Pacific Islanders and Europeans. From the outset the two stories are interposed. It starts in the 1300’s with the departure of Islanders from Hawaiki in search of land far to the south.
The hardy, brown-skinned people who arrive here first call themselves Maori and they call their new home Aotearoa – land of the long, white cloud. The fascinating, eventful and sometimes violent lives of descendants of those first arrivals are traced through the centuries until the arrival of Europeans aboard Captain James Cook’s bark the Endeavour. Cook names the new land New Zealand.
Maoris call the white intruders pakeha. Their arrival heralds a clash of two vastly different ideologies as European civilization collides head on with indigenous culture.
The misunderstandings, tension and bloodshed that follow are relayed as seen through the eyes of one of the Endeavour’s youngest and most engaging crewmembers, Surgeon’s Assistant Nicholas Young, as the vessel embarks on its historic circumnavigation of the country.
Amidst the life-threatening challenges Nicholas faces at sea and on land, the young man finds true love when he meets Anika, a beautiful Maori wahine who steals his heart.
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The paperback and Kindle ebook versions of New Zealand: A Novel will be launched before Christmas; the hardcover and audiobook versions will be published early 2025.
Watch this space!
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Alongside the same headland Captain Cook had named Young Nick’s Head aboard the Endeavour moments earlier, a young Maori sat looking out to sea, basking in the sun. The headland was on his right. Close by, on his left, was the outlet to a river that flowed past his iwi’s inland pa, which was located just half a mile upriver.
Moki was the oldest son of the rangatira of the Ngati Porou, the region’s predominant iwi, or tribe. He was also a direct descendant of Mahanga, the rangatira who had saved his people from being overrun by Te Arawa invaders more than two centuries earlier. His lineage could be traced back to the Hawaikan rangatira Hotu, who, with his son Kafoa, landed on this very beach aboard the Ronui waka some four hundred years earlier.
Barely eighteen, Moki was a blooded warrior, having claimed his first kill in a clash with warriors of another iwi more than a year earlier. Since then, he’d proven himself several times over, as a warrior and as a hunter, and despite his youth was considered a worthy successor-in-waiting to his father.
As the young warrior continued to daydream, something caught his eye on the horizon. At first, he thought it was a cloud. Then he wondered if he was hallucinating. Coming around the headland was what looked like a giant bird. Sunlight reflected off its huge white wings, which appeared to be flapping in the light breeze.
Alarmed, he jumped to his feet. He waved frantically at the fishermen out in the bay, but they were too busy fishing to notice him.
Moki, his heart pounding, fled into the bush that bordered the beach. He didn’t stop running until he reached the safety of his pa. The fortified village, located on a rise above the same river he’d been sitting alongside a short time earlier, was home to almost a thousand Ngati Porou villagers. Fifty wakas of all sizes rested along the riverbank – either in the water or high and dry on the bank itself. The river provided ready access to the freshwater that the unoccupied pa on the nearby headland lacked. In terms of its construction and fortifications, it was reminiscent of the coastal pa. Smoke from cooking fires spiralled up through openings in the rooves of at least half the pa’s whares, which numbered in the hundreds. The rangatira’s whare, the largest of the dwellings, occupied a commanding position on the marae alongside an even more impressive meeting house. Constructed primarily of timbers from the native totara tree, the meeting house displayed intricate carvings relating the history of the iwi going all the way back to Kafoa and Hotu. The carvings were replicated throughout the pa and on the bowsprits of the wakas as well.
“Papa!” Moki shouted as soon as he was within earshot of his father’s whare. “A great bird comes to attack us from over the sea!” Breathing hard, he repeated his warning twice over as his father and other villagers emerged from their dwellings.
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The paperback and Kindle ebook versions of New Zealand: A Novel will be published on Amazon before Christmas.
Watch this space!
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This epic novel will appeal to lovers of historical fiction, historical romance and lovers of adventure novels. It spans almost 500 years and covers the respective discoveries of New Zealand by Maori and European. It starts in the 1300’s with the departure of Pacific Islanders from Hawaiki in search of land far to the south.
The Kindle ebook and paperback versions of the novel will be published on Amazon before Christmas. Hardcover and audio versions will follow in the New Year.
ARC offer ends December 8th.
–Lance Morcan – Co-author of Into the Americas, White Spirit, The Ninth Orphan and Fiji: A Novel.
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Nicholas wasn’t sure what woke him – a sudden flap of the billowing sails perhaps or the curses of a sailor who had tripped on the deck below. Then he saw it. Land! Off to the north-west. Now fully awake, he pushed himself to his feet, shouting, “Land ahoy! Land ahoy!”
His cries were like music to the ears of his crewmates. Cheers went up around the bark as others saw what Nicholas had seen. Some were convinced it must be part of the continent they were searching for. Cook knew better. Instinct told him this was the eastern shoreline of New Zealand, the land whose west coast Abel Tasman had discovered and charted the previous century.
On descending from the crow’s nest, Nicholas collected his extra rum ration. He would later share it around, reinforcing his status as one of the most popular members of the bark’s company.
While the men celebrated, the captain reviewed his written orders. Those orders stipulated that upon reaching the unexplored southern land he was to explore as much of its coast as the condition of his vessel and health of his crew would allow.
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So unfavourable were the winds, it was two days before the Endeavour was able to close with the coast. The sight that greeted the men was worth the wait as the shoreline was as picturesque as any they had seen in their travels to date. Sunshine pierced the clouds, reflecting off a sandy surf beach. A prominent headland marked the southern entrance to a sheltered bay. Its steep, white cliffs were similar to England’s white cliffs of Dover except for the line of pohutukawa trees that ran along the clifftops. Those same trees would bloom in a little over two months’ time, displaying their scarlet flowers in a festival of colour.
Cook named the headland Young Nick’s Head in recognition of the crewmember who first sighted it.
Standing by the portside rail, the captain studied the headland through his telescope. Manmade structures atop it offered the first sign that the land was inhabited. He was looking at a Maori pa site constructed by one of the region’s native tribes. Its stockades comprised rows of long, pointed poles, giving the headland a fort-like appearance. Behind them were whares, which didn’t appear to be occupied. In front of the stockades were terraces, which accommodated deep manmade trenches. To Cook’s critical eye, the headland looked like it could be easily defended against invaders: it was a natural fortress.
The captain turned his attention to the bay. Satisfied it would offer safe anchorage he lowered his telescope and turned around to look for his bosun Robert Molyneaux. He sighted the Lancashire man standing by the port-side rail. “To shore, Mister Molyneaux, and see that all hands are on deck!”
“Aye, Captain,” the bosun said. “To shore it is.” He hurried off, barking orders as he went, to ensure his master’s orders were carried out.
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The paperback and Kindle ebook versions of ‘New Zealand: A Novel’ will be published on Amazon before Christmas; the hardcover and audiobook versions will follow in the New Year.
Watch this space!
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