Title: FIRE
Series:
The Hand of Kali Series
Volume:
1
Genre:
YA Urban Fantasy
Publication
Date: (expected) July 2013
Format:
Paperback, E-Book
ISBN-10:
TBA
Publisher:
Infinite Ink
Pages:
350
Add
on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17264568-flame
DESCRIPTION:
Normal
people sneak out to a party and have fun. Maya Rao ends the evening
by incinerating the guy who attacks her.
Nik
Lucas, sexy, new in town and totally forbidden, happens to walk in on
her. Normal guys would run for the hills. Nik knows a whole lot more
than he's telling.
Maya
doesn't believe the gods are real, doesn't waste her time with mere
mythology. But when gods, demons and hellhound's become the new
normal and wielding fire becomes her new skill, she must decide what
it is she really believes.
Can
Maya accept that normal is something she will never be because it
isn't normal to be
...the Hand of Kali.
...the Hand of Kali.
EXCERPT:
Fear
spun Maya around on stricken feet. To defend her back perhaps. She
just felt less vulnerable facing her attacker, where she could see
his next move. He barreled straight at her. And for all her training
in martial arts, she did the one thing her dad always said never to
do. She ducked her head and hid her face with her hands. Hands out,
as if she could fend off this vicious attacker merely with the soft
skin of her palms.
Maya
felt the heat before she saw it.
Byron
was on fire. A living column of shimmering orange flames. She
couldn't breathe. Was afraid to breathe. How did that happen? She
glanced around the bathroom as panic filled her veins, her fear
taking on a whole new level of hysteria. She had to put the fire out.
She
turned to the faucet to fill her hands with water. And froze. In the
mirror she saw the burning reflection of Byron disappear. Byron was
there one moment and gone the next. Only a few burnt shards of fabric
left to say he was ever there. But she remembered the last thing
she'd seen before Byron became nothing: brilliant blue eyes turning a
frighteningly blood-red.
And
Nik, holding the doorknob, staring at the empty space on the floor
behind her.
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR:
I
have been a writer from the time I was old enough to recognise that
reading was a doorway into my imagination. Poetry was my first foray
into the art of the written word. Books were my best friends, my
escape, my haven. I am essentially a recluse but this part of my
personality is impossible to practise given I have two teenage
daughters, who are actually my friends, my tea-makers, my
confidantes… I am blessed with a husband who has left me for golf.
It’s a fair trade as I have left him for writing. We are both
passionate supporters of each other's loves – it works wonderfully…
My
heart is currently broken in two. One half resides in South Africa
where my old roots still remain, and my heart still longs for the
endless beaches and the smell of moist soil after a summer downpour.
My love for Ma Afrika will never fade. The other half of me has been
transplanted to the Land of the Long White Cloud. The land of the
Taniwha, beautiful Maraes, and volcanoes. The land of green, pure
beauty that truly inspires. And because I am so torn between these
two lands – I shall forever remain cross-eyed.
CONTACT
DETAILS:
amzn.to/QECLcY
No comments:
Post a Comment