Scion of the Sun by Nicola Marsh
Genre: YA Paranormal Published July 7th, 2017
Sixteen-year-old Holly Burton’s unremarkable life is shaken to the core when a vision of the mother she never knew has her questioning everything she believes. Eager for answers, Holly enrolls at a boarding school for highly gifted students in Wolfebane, New Hampshire. When she accidentally transports to a parallel existence and discovers she has a whole other life waiting for her, confronting a dark and ancient evil seems the least of her problems. With the help of Joss, a sexy alpha warrior sworn to protect her, and her new BFF, the equally swoon-worthy Quinn, Holly faces her fears and an unlikely adversary in a showdown that is worse than anything she could’ve possibly imagined…
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Even when I didn’t have visions, I was still a freak. That was the only explanation for the fact that I was up, dressed, and raring to go on my first day of lessons. There was something about new classes, new books, new subjects, that made me edgy with anticipation. I liked to learn, to fill my head with facts, to memorize fascinating stuff.
Total freak.
After snagging my messenger bag, I opened the door to find Quinn standing there with his fist raised to knock.
“Hey, you look great.”
“Thanks.” I preened at his compliment before I registered his poorly hidden worry. He’d expected to find a blathering idiot after last night. I eased out into the corridor, not wanting to talk about the vision. I’d self-analyzed myself into a coma afterward.
“Ready for today?”
I shrugged. “First days are the same everywhere. Big time suckage.”
He laughed. “Can’t fool me. A girl who spent the last week poring over texts in the library would be itching to sit in the front row.”
“Asshole.”
We grinned at each other. He pushed the dorm’s outer door open, and I stepped through it and under the stone archways that covered most paths in the school.
As I walked past the first arch, the sun hit me in the face, momentarily blinding me. I blinked several times, confused by the scorching heat that spread from my face down. My arms tingled. I shook them out, but that did nothing for my burning body and jelly-like legs. I stumbled, reached out to the nearest stone, and blindly slammed my palms against it. Unable to get a hold on the rigid stone, I slid down, burning from the inside out. My eyelids slammed shut and my body curled inward, protecting me from the debilitating heat.
As the burning slowly receded, I swiped a hand across my eyes and opened them.
And screamed.
“What the…?”
Nan always said talking to yourself was the first sign of madness. If what I was seeing was anything to go by, I’d bypassed an entire highway of signs and arrived straight at the nuthouse.
The bright lights of New York City in the distance cast a gray glow on a murky sky, creating that weird, permanent half-light that mega cities had. Cities like Tokyo and Singapore and London, cities that appeared constantly awake because of that strange, undeviating light that clung like a pall.
I saw a large parkland dotted with makeshift housing in rows, fringed by dilapidated, squat apartment buildings. And trees, millions of trees, some surrounded by food and incense and votive candles.
A few people wandered the dirt pathways between the roughly constructed houses, some tending to the bizarre offerings beneath the trees. They appeared normal enough—no antennae, no multiple limbs, no green complexions—which meant I was having a run-of-the-mill dream. Delusion. Whatever. Or maybe heat exhaustion. That had to be it, what with the bizarre heat that had flushed my face and felt like it had blistered my lips. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and re-opened them.
About the Author:
USA TODAY bestselling & multi-award winning author Nicola Marsh writes flirty fiction with flair for adults and spooky, supernatural fiction for young adults. She has published 64 books with Harlequin, Amazon and indie, and sold over 7 million copies worldwide. She currently writes women’s fiction for Amazon’s Lake Union Publishing. SAVING SARA released August 1st 2016 and became a #1 romance bestseller in the UK & Australia! RESCUING ROSE, the sequel, released October 4th, 2016. She also writes steamy romance for the upcoming Harlequin Dare series, with SWEET THING releasing March 1st, 2018. Her first mainstream contemporary romance, BUSTED IN BOLLYWOOD released to rave reviews, including a nomination for RWA’s RBY, Romantic Book of the Year 2012. Her first indie-pubbed contemporary romance CRAZY LOVE released September 2012, a Barnes & Noble bestseller, and was nominated for a 2012 ARRA award. Her young adult fantasy SCION OF THE SUN won the National Readers’ Choice Award for Best YA novel in the USA. She’s also a Waldenbooks, Bookscan and Barnes & Noble bestseller, a 2013 RBY and National Readers’ Choice Award winner, is a multiple finalist for awards including the Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award, HOLT Medallion, Booksellers’ Best, Golden Quill, Laurel Wreath, More than Magic and has won several CataRomance Reviewers’ Choice Awards. A physiotherapist for 13 years, she now adores writing full time, raising her two young heroes, sharing fine food with family and friends, barracking loudly for her beloved North Melbourne Kangaroos footy team, and her favourite, curling up with a good book!
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