FISSURE by Marilyn Almodovar
YA Paranormal Romance
Release Date: May 20, 2014
Published by Iambe Books, LLC
Baxter Jacobs just survived the worst Sweet Sixteen in history: buried in a coffin, hunted down by assassins, and losing almost everything that mattered to her. She’s ready for some normalcy, but “normal” won’t play any part of this Time Bender’s future.
Now that the immediate threat is over, Baxter learns just how much the English Council expects of the newest Interred. The pressure has her seriously considering her uncle’s offer to take her to New York, especially since she thinks it will keep her Healer, Jack, from overusing his abilities. Knowing the New York Council’s ranks are filled with beings using dark powers, however, makes her hesitate.
Before she can choose, the decision is wrenched from her. Fissures in Time result in a new battle with an old enemy. Someone she thought she’d lost reenters her life, and she’ll discover a web of lies woven into the fabric of Time…lies only she can unravel. Baxter will have to use her growing abilities to try and reveal the truth, even if it forever changes the reality she knows.
About the Author
Marilyn Almodóvar is the author of a series of YA paranormal novels. Born in Ft. Huachuca, Arizona, Lyn is a lover of words whose reading tastes range from Victorian novels to the books of Stephen King. Her favorite past-times have always been reading and writing, two activities that let her escape to other worlds.
Lyn could happily exist breathing the clean air of Narnia, trapped in a cupboard under the stairs with Harry, fighting alongside Captain Jack Sparrow, doing an internship in Torchwood, or traveling around time and space with the Doctor...as long as she can have Mr. Spock, Captain Kirk and Captain Mal as companions.
She currently lives in Central Florida with her French husband, English-born eldest son, and French-born youngest son.
Fissure Excerpt:
I hear the door to the room open. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jack, and my stupid heart does a celebratory flip.
Finally, he’s out of the hospital, but it seems at a price. His long black locks are gone, replaced by a much shorter cut that makes his green eyes even more prominent and difficult to ignore.
He leans against the frame of the open door. I hate it when he does things like that because I have to suppress the smile that wants to settle on my face. He looks effortlessly hot, and it distracts me from the pressing situation before me. The crippling pain dissipates when he’s around because I’m under the foolish notion that he understands me. That somehow, together we can undo the past, right the wrongs and move forward. He has my back and I have his, but at what cost?
He might understand me because he’s lost his family like I did. But we can’t undo the past. I wanted to tell my mother to leave, to take my siblings and my stepdad and return to Vermont. My heart races as the picture forms fully in my head. I could have saved them. I could have saved Jack’s mother. However, I can’t rescue his mother any more than I can rescue mine, and I can’t help but feel guilty about that.
He surveys the destruction around me before his eyes fall on my sliced hands. I pull them away from view, letting them rest under my legs. Air escapes my chest, blowing my hair so it moves away from my eyes, since I can’t use my hands.
Not commenting, Jack picks up a calendar I tossed to the floor during my fit of anger. It reminds me exactly how long ago I lost my family. Three weeks. January the fifteenth is crossed out, a few things jotted in the box. He looks at it for a moment before he turns around.
“The Zen room not up to your standards then?” he asks with a half-smile.
His eyes remain guarded, I notice. Ever the Warrior. He’s dressed in the usual gray suit that the Warriors wear, ready to protect me, the Council and any other Magical Being who requires it. I can’t help but think about how vulnerable we’ve become since our abilities awakened.
His impenetrable green eyes contrast deeply with his face. Whereas the Warrior in him still rules the way he acts, his body is resisting. His skin is pale, a sign that he’s not completely healed. At least his lips have returned to their normal shade. There are a few scars left on his face, but they’re thinner than the last time I saw him. His once muscular arms have lost some of their definition because he used so much energy to stop my seizure, heal my broken bones and take away my pain.
Everything about his appearance reminds me that he’s in this state because of me, and I can’t help but hate myself.
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Time has never been an issue for Baxter Jacobs, but then she never knew she had the ability to Bend it.
As her sixteenth birthday approaches, Baxter inherits a pendant that will change her life. Connected to the pendant is a dark and mysterious young man named Declan Ashdown. Trapped in a Time loop for the past 122 years, Declan needs Baxter’s help to escape. The only problem is, she has no idea how to do it.
To acquire the power she needs to free him, she’ll become one of the Interred, those whose Magical abilities emerge as they come of age. When she does, she’ll discover that Declan isn’t the only one interested in the fact that she’s a Time Bender.
As the Interment arrives, Baxter knows this will be no Sweet Sixteen. A vengeful relative and ruthless Council are determined to control her. Declan’s powerful and charming descendant, Jack Ashdown, claims he can save her. She’ll soon have to decide who she can trust, and how to master her new abilities before Time runs out.
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