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Today on my blog I have the When Stars Die book blast. On my stop there is a spotlight, excerpt, and giveaway.
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Amber
Skye Forbes is a dancing writer who prefers pointe shoes over street shoes,
leotards over skirts, and ballet buns over hairstyles. She loves striped tights
and bows and will edit your face with a Sharpie if she doesn't like your
attitude. She lives in Augusta ,
Georgia
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Amelia Gareth's brother is a witch and the only way to save
her family from the taint in his blood is to become a professed nun at
Cathedral Reims in the snowy city of Malva
Surviving these trials is not easy, especially for Amelia, who is being stalked
by shadowy beings only she can see. They're searching for people they can
physically touch, because only those they can touch can see them. Amelia soon
learns why she is being stalked when she accidentally harms her best friend
with fire during the third trial. Fire is a witch's signature. The shadows are
after witches.
Now Amelia must decide what to do: should she continue on her path to
profession knowing there is no redemption, or should she give up on her dream
and turn away from Cathedral Reims in order to stop the shadows who plan to
destroy everything she loves?
Excerpt:
“You know the rules, Olly. You know how things are supposed
to be between us. It’s worse for nuns, especially. You’ll just be given a slap
on the hand, but I’ll be exiled.” I close my eyes, soaking in the reality of
the implications we toss between each other. “Nothing but this can ever exist
between us, Oliver.”
His eyes fall to the scuffed floor. “Not even in secret?”
“Not even in secret. So whatever we feel about each other, we just have to
ignore.”
He frowns. “Like we’ve been doing this whole time, Amelia? I just can’t do
that, seeing you every day, with your hair, your eyes, your smile.” He turns
away, his cheeks flushing a light purple, a peculiar color for a blush, but his
blush, nonetheless.
“Would you rather be my friend, or not have me at all, because if you can’t
control yourself, then it will have to be the latter.”
Oliver says nothing and starts down the tight corridor of shuttered classrooms
and study areas. Not a soul breathes behind them--only the knowledge of
Cathedral Reims exists behind those doors when no one occupies those rooms.
From day one, those rooms contain everything anyone in the Professed Order ever
needs to know and nothing else. We don’t need to know anything else, certainly
not about feelings or being human.
We make it halfway down the corridor, when Oliver stops me again. “Since
nothing can ever happen between us, can I at least kiss you?”
I raise my eyebrow, an intense heat blossoming in my stomach that threatens to
seep under every edge of me. “What will kissing do? If you like it, you’re
going to want more.”
“I just want to know what it’s like to kiss you, that’s all. And once I know, I
don’t think I’ll want any more.”
I sigh, mulling over his request. I’m about to decide, when I hear a familiar
pair of boots pound in the direction of the stairwell that leads to the first
floor. None other than Theosodore Branch appears, bearing a jagged smile that
makes me want to run to my room.
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Thank you for stopping by my blog today. I would also like to say Thank You to Jaidis for letting me participate in this blast. Don't forget to enter the giveaway below.
~Sabrina
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