by Debra Kristi
Release Date: March 9th 2015
Ghost Girl Publishing
Summary from Goodreads:
Ana’s world is falling apart. What she thought were dreams start entering her waking life. Eerie shadows hunt her. Her dream guy becomes reality. And strange new abilities begin developing. Ana is becoming something other.
She is determined to find answers, but where to turn? Her mom and best friend are keeping secrets. Her older sister is dead and exists only in her dreams. And her younger sister thinks they are goddesses.
Above all else, dark forces will stop at nothing to crush Ana – to keep her from restoring balance. To keep her from…becoming.
Is love and blood and sisterhood enough to stop the dark secrets and power from destroying her?
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Excerpt:
“Told you. Magic.” She bumps my hip, and we continue down the hall.
“What are you two up to?”
We pause. Ry is standing at the hallway’s edge.
“Didn’t you hear my magic chocolate? I’m going shopping.” Crystia playfully lights up. “You know you wanna come, Ry.” She winks at me. Ryland stands stoic and silent. “No? All right, I’m gone.”
“Wait!” I grab her wrist, and she stares at me. “Can we talk later?” She nods, slips from my grasp, and disappears into her room.
Alone in the hallway with Ry. Awkward.
He takes slow, deliberate steps toward me, and then stops. “What happened last night, Ana? I called your mom. She told me you made it home safe, that you were sleeping. But this morning...” His brows furrow. “Look at you. All these bruises.” He takes another step closer. “Don’t tell me you’re okay. This can’t be okay.”
I shrug it off, head for my room. “Honestly Ry, I’m fine. There’s nothing for you or my mom to worry about. Probably some weird reaction to a new chemical used in the pool.” I glance over my shoulder. Skepticism colors the lines of his face. Then it hits me. I whirl around and throw my hands on my hips. “You called my mom? I can’t believe you! You were checking up on me? It’s not your job to watch over me.”
He steps across the threshold into my room, locks me in a stare, and jabs his pointer finger at me. “I disagree. It is my job to look after you. To look after all of you.” He whirls his finger in the air, making a circle. “If I can’t look after the people I care about most in this world, what good am I?”
“Dammit, Ry!” I slam my fists into his chest. He catches them. Holds my hands hostage. I have no play, no wiggle room. “Why?”
“Do I need a reason to care? You guys are my family.”
Excerpt:
“Told you. Magic.” She bumps my hip, and we continue down the hall.
“What are you two up to?”
We pause. Ry is standing at the hallway’s edge.
“Didn’t you hear my magic chocolate? I’m going shopping.” Crystia playfully lights up. “You know you wanna come, Ry.” She winks at me. Ryland stands stoic and silent. “No? All right, I’m gone.”
“Wait!” I grab her wrist, and she stares at me. “Can we talk later?” She nods, slips from my grasp, and disappears into her room.
Alone in the hallway with Ry. Awkward.
He takes slow, deliberate steps toward me, and then stops. “What happened last night, Ana? I called your mom. She told me you made it home safe, that you were sleeping. But this morning...” His brows furrow. “Look at you. All these bruises.” He takes another step closer. “Don’t tell me you’re okay. This can’t be okay.”
I shrug it off, head for my room. “Honestly Ry, I’m fine. There’s nothing for you or my mom to worry about. Probably some weird reaction to a new chemical used in the pool.” I glance over my shoulder. Skepticism colors the lines of his face. Then it hits me. I whirl around and throw my hands on my hips. “You called my mom? I can’t believe you! You were checking up on me? It’s not your job to watch over me.”
He steps across the threshold into my room, locks me in a stare, and jabs his pointer finger at me. “I disagree. It is my job to look after you. To look after all of you.” He whirls his finger in the air, making a circle. “If I can’t look after the people I care about most in this world, what good am I?”
“Dammit, Ry!” I slam my fists into his chest. He catches them. Holds my hands hostage. I have no play, no wiggle room. “Why?”
“Do I need a reason to care? You guys are my family.”
Live in reality. Play on the other side.
Debra Kristi is a paranormal and fantasy writer. She lives in Southern California with her husband, two children and and three schizophrenic cats. She’s a full-time kid chaser, video game maker's wife, and muse prompted writer. Unlike the characters she often writes, she is not immortal and her only super power is letting the dishes and laundry pile up. When not writing, Debra is hanging out creating priceless memories with her family, geeking out to science fiction and fantasy television, and tossing around movie quotes.
“She writes because the dead girl told her to.”
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I love this cover. Interesting to see how it fits with the story.
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DeleteGreat post! I really enjoyed reading the excerpt! This book sounds like a very interesting read!
ReplyDeleteGlad you did and I agree, it sounds awesome!!
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