Flame
(Fireborn, #1)
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| Expected Publication: March 2013 Cover Designed by: Regina Wamba from Mae I Design |
Synopsis:
Some secrets change your life forever.
Have you ever felt invisible? I do. Everyday. I can't get close to anyone, and people can't get close to me. Everytime I feel a friendship beginning, something inevitably happens, and I become invisible again. Unseen. Ignored. It's been a part of me for so long that it's hard to imagine anything different.
Then the Saguinox arrive, and my life is forever altered. People are fascinated by these beautiful creatures who look and talk like us. They're alluring. Seductive. Intoxicating. And two of them are going to my school. Rhys is everything I shouldn't want, but his eyes are like something from a memory. I can't help but be intrigued. He's the only one who can really see me.
Some secrets you're better off not knowing.
I had been found on a cold winter night with nothing but a blanket, and ashes covering my skin. My mother saved me from death, and took me in with love. But she couldn't save herself. I didn't think heroes were real anymore until the day Kaiden saved me. I couldn't believe in miracles until the day he revealed I was the miracle they had all been hoping for. Deep inside I always knew my past mattered.
I just didn't know my life would depend on it.
Excerpt:
I don't have long to live.
I'd never thought about the way I would die before, but if I had, it wouldn't be like this. Alone. In the darkness. Drained.
They told me that I didn't come from this earth. They were only half right. My people were born somewhere else far away. When we arrived we remembered who we were. We remembered the glow and the fire. We remembered the blood. Our purity was gone, but our fight for survival was not.
We were marked. Our blood was black as ash. But they didn't truly understand what we were, and the things we were capable of.
It was the law in every race on every planet that the strong survived, and the weak didn't. He was a weak one, who saved us all. He was feverish in the head, and his eyes were bright with something that no one could understand. He could hear the voices from underground, and he followed them like petals to the wind.
The nameless one with chaos in his mind had outwitted the gods.
He had a secret, made of fire, bones, and flesh. He helped me to leave clues in the wind, and swept them across the world.
He was waiting for the day when the undying one would die.
I'd never thought about the way I would die before, but if I had, it wouldn't be like this. Alone. In the darkness. Drained.
They told me that I didn't come from this earth. They were only half right. My people were born somewhere else far away. When we arrived we remembered who we were. We remembered the glow and the fire. We remembered the blood. Our purity was gone, but our fight for survival was not.
We were marked. Our blood was black as ash. But they didn't truly understand what we were, and the things we were capable of.
It was the law in every race on every planet that the strong survived, and the weak didn't. He was a weak one, who saved us all. He was feverish in the head, and his eyes were bright with something that no one could understand. He could hear the voices from underground, and he followed them like petals to the wind.
The nameless one with chaos in his mind had outwitted the gods.
He had a secret, made of fire, bones, and flesh. He helped me to leave clues in the wind, and swept them across the world.
He was waiting for the day when the undying one would die.
About the Author:
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