Hey everyone! Today I'm super excited to be a spot on the Hunted Blog Tour, hosted by the awesome Kathy @ I Am A Reader, Not A Writer. I was originally supposed to post a review, but since it's taking me a while to get through this one instead I'm going to be posting an excerpt and giveaway!
And by the way, does anyone else think that the guy on the cover looks like Liam Hemsworth? Is it just me??
HuntedSeries: Guardian Legacy #3
Pages: 276
Release Date: April 2, 2013
by Spencer Hill Press
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Bran and Lil may have escaped an attempt to lure Lil to the dark side, and recovered the contracts damned people signed with Bran when he was a soul collector, but someone forgot to tell them that no one switches sides or cancels contracts without consequences.
Hunted by an unknown but powerful enemy, Lil, Bran and the Guardians must seek help from unlikely sources to avert total annihilation of the Guardians. When they finally face their enemy, one of them may have to make the ultimate sacrifice.
Excerpt
The clang of metal hitting metal pierced the air and mixed with
screams, hisses, and screeches. Thuds shook the ground, each like a slap at my
psyche.
I tried to move and search for the sources of these sounds, but my
body stayed frozen. My arms and mind were at odds too. I tried to reach for my
dagger with little result. Frustration roiled through me. My toes curled and sank
in the sand, the only proof that I was standing at the beach, that all of this
was real. My eyes moved too, thank goodness.
Still, I couldn’t tell where I was or whether the others were with me
or not. The shadows pressed heavy on my senses. After months of drawing
strength from energies around me, I was being sucked into a hole where nothing
existed. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t see a single energy. My fear of
darkness returned.
I closed my eyes, resorting to my old way of sensing things. Nothing.
Sighing, I opened my eyes and searched through the darkness for hope,
anything. I opened my mouth to call to the others, but either the din swallowed
the sound or I couldn’t produce any. Maybe I didn’t even open my mouth.
A movement appeared from the corner of my eyes then something shiny
reflected light as it sliced the air. More appeared, the sound of metal against
metal growing louder. Squinting, I studied them and realization dawned. There
were weapons, swords and daggers thrusting and slicing. A battle raged around
me and all I could do was watch, helpless and confused.
Once again, my telepathic questions went unanswered.I squinted, trying
to see if my friends were among the fighters, but I couldn’t see faces, just
silhouettes against a starless sky.Who’s
out there? Where am I?
My senses threatened to explode from the echoes of pain and death.
Bodies fell from the sky. Something sticky dripped on
my arms, my head and face. Blood. Even in the darkness, I knew it. I smelled
it. Swallowing, I tried to move again. Somebody help me, I screamed.
Tiny flakes fluttered down from the sky and fell on my head and on top
of the bodies on the ground. No, not snowflakes.Feathers. Downy ones and larger
ones, like the ones covering Bran’s wings. Guardians were being slaughtered.
Bran?Remy? I called to them
again and again, but it was useless.
They are here and you must stop
them, a woman’s voice, faint but sweet, broke through the murkiness.With it
came light so brilliant I closed my eyes against the glare.
Who? I asked, opening my
eyelids and squinting.
The Tribe…. The deafening resonance
swallowed the rest of her words, yet I still couldn’t see anything, not the
source of the voice or the light.
Tribe? What tribe?
Faint words followed. I strained to hear her with little success. Then
her voice grew audible. Fight back or
they’ll win again.There was a familiar lilt to it, yet I couldn’t place it. Don’t make my sacrifices be for nothing.
The screams, now jarring chords like a choir singing out of sync, rose
again. More dead wingless bodies floated to the ground, arms flailing, the thud
as they landed on the ones already on the ground sickening. I watched
helplessly as a black hole appeared on the ground and sucked them away. It
beckoned to me, offering solace and refuge. Just one step and I’d be free of
this nightmare. Just one step.
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