Guest Author ~ Peiri Ann

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Book Description:

Tracey Warren has everything an eighteen year old girl should. She lives a life of expectancies; go to school, please her parents, party with friends, and revel in life as a young adult.

That is until she experiences an unexpected life changing accident caused by Nathan Newcomb; an illegally attractive yet perplexed guy who has her fumbling over her words and cracking her head on the concrete. In being enthralled by his overwhelming existence, Tracey neglects his promise of death (which never falls short of Nathan) and in ignoring his guarantee, she chooses to give into love over sanity and risks her life for the opportunity of being with him.

Nathan, knowing the risks gives into this want to have Tracey presuming it may be better to jeopardize their possible ending, than to allow her to endure the pain of his devoid. Nonetheless, with him being a burdened Sephlem, not only are they burdened by their adversaries who will risk everything but the exposure of their existence to see Nathan fall. But Nathan and Tracey come to find that their most sinister enemies lie under their same roof and regrettably share the same bloodline.

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About the Author:

A love for reading transpired into an admiration for writing at a young age for Peiri Ann. Starting off in writing poetry and short stories she indulged in the possibilities of creating new worlds and lives to live within them opening a window of unanticipated possibilities. In high school a pin and notebook never left her grasps and in college the pin was replaced by a keyboard and the notebook replaced by a computer screen. She holds a Bachelor’s degree in Psychology and certified in business management.

When Peiri Ann is not writing, reading, doing homework, or working in the downtown of Chicago she enjoys spending time with her little girl, watching action flicks, and spooning peanut butter from the jar as a midnight snack.

Web – www.peiriann.com

Blog – http://peiriannslifesloves.blogspot.com/

Twitter – @peiriann

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Cover Reveal ~ Scarlett Edwards

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Uncovering You

Scarlett Edwards

Genre – Dark Romance

Release Date – March 27th, 2014

Book Description:

When I wake up in a dark, unfamiliar room, I have no idea what’s waiting for me in the shadows. My imagination conjures up demons of the worst kind.

Reality is much worse:

A collar with no leash. A prison with no walls. And a life stripped of meaning.

I am presented with a vile contract and asked to sign. It outlines the terms of my servitude. The only information I have about my captor are the two small letters inked at the bottom:

J.S.

Armed with only my memories, I must do everything I can to avoid becoming ensnared in his twisted mind games. But in the end, it all comes down to one choice:

Resist and die.

Or submit, and sign my life away

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About the Author:

I live near beautiful Seattle, Washington. I grew up reading all types of fantasy books before discovering the wonderful world of romances in high school. Now, I spend most of my time writing about sexy men and the women who love them.

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Valentine’s Story and Giveaway.

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Valentine’s day is just around the corner, not that it means a huge amount in the general scheme of the world, but as a romance author, it kind of does mean a lot in my little corner of the world. People tend to try to be romantic at this time of year, and I often find ideas while reading news and social media this time of year. But that’s only part of what it means to me. Valentine’s Day has a much more personal meaning in my house.

I met my husband in June of 1996 (yeah, I know, I’m dating myself here.) I was working at Wal-mart, and living with another guy. We moved in next door to each other… I worked with his boss’s wife and when she found out where I was moving to, she told me she knew the guy moving in at the same time, right next door, and that I needed to go meet him. A week or two later, I caught him outside, went over and introduced myself. We easily became friends, nothing more (remember, I was dating/living with another guy,) and stayed that way for several months. In August, I found another apartment, one closer to the college I was attending and my work, Hubster moved into the apartment next to mine. He was there for about two months before a staff housing apartment where he worked opened up, (he’d been on a waiting list for about 18 months) and he moved there. He was going to school too, so I still saw him quite often.

Just before Thanksgiving I had to have my tonsils out, Hubster was there nearly every day making sure I had everything I needed (yeah, I was still living with that other guy, he was not so great about taking care of me.) Just after Christmas I got rid of the other guy and at the end of January I moved an hour away (in the opposite direction from where Hubster lived at the time) to live with my dad for a little while. Hubster helped me moved, and volunteered to help me get back and forth to class, as I didn’t have a car at the time.

We officially started dating about a week before Valentine’s Day 1997. On Valentine’s Day he picked me up after my last class with a teddy bear and a bag of dark chocolate (my favorite!) I still have that teddy bear. His name is Baby and he lives in the glass cabinet of my headboard, he comes out to sleep with me when Hubby is gone overnight.

I’ll be the first to admit, things moved very quickly between Hubby and I, a lot of people said it was too fast, but I still don’t agree. I had a stepsister who died in a car accident the first week of May that week. Hubby proposed to me that week, and I accepted. He waited until after we’d taken my sister home to Louisiana and buried her to ask my father for permission to marry me. I still smile when I remember that exchange. Hubby was a kind of blown away when Dad asked him “What’re you gonna do if I don’t give you permission?”

Hubby stuttered and stammered for a moment, then replied, “I’ll marry her anyway.”

Apparently it was the answer Dad was looking for because after looking Hubby up and down for a moment (mind you, he was 22, 5’7” and maybe 160lbs. My dad is 6’ and burly, he bears a strong resemblance to Grizzly Adams) and told him he could have his permission.

We were engaged for a month, planning a bigger wedding several months down the road, when I decided I didn’t want to wait. Hubby and I decided one morning we didn’t want to wait, we would just go see a judge and get married the next day. We went to the courthouse to see the JP and he was out of the office. I started calling around and there was no JP or judge in the office in three counties. I later found out that there was a big conference that day and they were all in Phoenix. Our next option was to plan a quick wedding, we contacted the pastor of the church I’d spent the last 5 years attending, she agreed to do the ceremony, after meeting with us for a counseling session, and I started getting other things set up. We put it all together in 2 weeks.

I wore a dress I borrowed from a cousin, we used an arch my grandfather had built for another cousin and the flowers we used to decorate had been from a third cousin’s wedding. Hubby contacted his family (none of which lived closer than five hours away) and invited them.  One of his brothers was at UC Davis and came down to be his best man, my sister was my maid-of-honor, and we did it.

A lot of my friends and family asked me if I was sure, they were afraid I was rushing things, moving too quickly, and that I was too young (I turned 19 in May, got married in June.) I later found out that half of them were sure I was pregnant, because we did it so quickly. I wasn’t, and if I were, it was one of the longest pregnancies on record, as my first child wasn’t born for nearly three years.

Now, I make sure I do something, it doesn’t have to be something big, but it has to be something, every Valentine’s Day. I get chocolate for Hubby and the talking hearts or something for the kids, just a small token for each of them.

This year I’m going to do something for you though! I’ve got swagpacks and eBooks! 2 copies of Change, 2 copies of Jade’s Peace and 3 swagpacks.

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Release Day Blitz ~ Rachell Nichole

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Rachell Nichole

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Book Description:

When Jasmine Graves is invited to the set of the movie based on her book series, she thinks all her dreams have come true. The Vince Demarco, the man she’s based her hero on for the past seven years, will be there and she can’t wait to meet him. Little does she know that she’ll have to face her worst fears to keep her leading man.

Vince Demarco has never been as intrigued by a character or an author before being introduced to the haunted werewolf he’s been cast to play. So when he comes face to face with its creator, Jasmine Graves, he’s awestruck. But he fears an author who’s a reported recluse will want nothing to do with the paparazzi madness and crazy shooting schedule that comes with dating a movie star.

Neither one can deny the almost animal attraction that overwhelms them at first contact. But can an author and her muse breakthrough the barriers between them, or will the heat between them turn to ice in the winter cold of the Adirondack Camp?

Short Excerpt:

Oh, God, no. No, no, no. Please do not come over here! Her first meeting with Vince couldn’t be while she was face-down in a tangled heap of arms and legs. With another man, to boot. She was supposed to be breaking the ice around Vince, not her ass, damn it.

She pushed her gloved hands into the snow and tried to lever herself up. She attempted to get her knees under her, but the snowshoes were too big in the front, keeping her off balance.

“Here, let me.” Vince’s large hands closed around her arms and he lifted her as if she weighed nothing. At five-nine, and none-too-skinny, she wasn’t used to being manhandled. But when Vince set her upright, steadying her with those strong hands of his, she felt almost delicate.

His shaved head was covered with a fur-lined hood clouding his features with shadows, but she would know what he looked like in the pitch black: Dark skin, a wide-set nose, low eyebrows, and thick pink lips she’d imagined kissing a thousand times. Even within the confines of his coat, she could see the broad shoulders, the thick, corded neck, and tapered waist.

Jasmine looked into those dark eyes and forgot everything around her, even the fact that not thirty seconds ago, he’d been telling another woman he loved her.“Uh… I’m…” Coherent thought left her completely.

“Jasmine Graves.” The deep rumble of his mildly-accented voice caressed her name, sending a shiver skittering down her spine.

He knew her name? She’d entered an alternate universe where movie stars knew authors’ names, not the other way around. She nodded like a fool.

“Are you all right, Ms. Graves?”

“Jaz,” she said.

His hood slipped back, revealing that devastatingly handsome face. He looked momentarily confused, and if she didn’t know any better, she’d think his face looked as star-struck as hers felt in that moment. She blinked, trying to make sense of the situation and regain her equilibrium, but as soon as her eyes opened, they were captured again by his gaze. What did he see when he looked at her?

She’d pulled a soft multi-colored knit hat low over her ears. her long hair flowing out behind her in the wind. A rib-knit scarf covered her chin and neck. Only a bit of her face was visible in the night, but Vince’s attention didn’t waver an inch. She’d imagined this day a thousand times, a thousand ways, but this instant physical reaction hadn’t been part of the equation. He still held her arm, and he was standing closer than was necessary. But she sure as hell wasn’t going to complain.

“You’re taller than I expected.”

He’d anticipated this meeting too? Out of all the fantasies she’d ever had, his knowing who she was immediately and making some comment like that hadn’t been one of them. She swallowed. Not even in her worst bouts of writer’s block did words desert her so completely. “Thanks,” she managed to squeeze out, then remembered to smile at him and at least attempt to be flirtatious.

“For saying you’re tall?”

She laughed. “No. For picking up my sorry, klutzy ass from the snow bank.”

“Yeah, what the hell happened?” Brian asked from beside her. His voice broke the spell and Vince let go of her. The separation was like a physical blow and she shivered in the sudden coldness.

She turned her attention to Brian. “Sorry. I was… admiring the scenery. I didn’t realize you had stopped until I looked back toward the path and was nose to back with you. I couldn’t stop in time. You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” He brushed some snow from the front of his coat. “As I was saying, up ahead is the main lounge. It’s where all the meals will be served. There’s always hot chocolate, coffee, and tea on tap, as well as bottled water and all that. You’ll be sharing a cabin with a few of the crew. It’s over there.” He pointed to a set of cabins next to where the blonde actress was staying. Damned if Jaz could remember the woman’s name. After Vince had stepped down off the porch, Jaz had gotten a good look at Vince’s latest co-star.

Out of the corner of her eye, Jaz saw Vince staring at her. That same look of wonder was in his eyes, but she didn’t turn her gaze back to his. He’d just been professing his love to someone else. It was one thing to fantasize about a man, create a character around him, and fall in love with him in her dreams. It was another thing entirely to interfere in his real-world relationship with someone else. She would keep her distance.

“I’ll show you the rest of the way to your cabin if you’d like,” Brian said.

Damn. The man had taken the words right out of Vince’s mouth. He wanted to be the one to show Jaz to her cabin. It was a stupid reaction, but one he couldn’t quite quell. She was almost as tall as he was. When she’d posed with those wolves for her author photo, she’d been kneeling in the dirt. He’d had no idea that she was so tall. Her thick, dark hair ruffled in the night breeze, adding an ethereal quality to her looks. A chill climbed over his bare head, but he couldn’t quite bear to put up his hood yet and restrict his view of her.

Jasmine’s Native American heritage was apparent in her tan skin, breathtaking square face, and dark, slightly almond-shaped eyes. Together, the effect was mesmerizing. Though right now he couldn’t see most of her face beneath her hat and scarf, he knew what she looked like. She glanced at him and he smiled.

“Thank you, again…”

“Vince. You can call me Vince.”

“Okay then, Vince. Thanks. I suppose I’ll see you around?”

God, he hoped so. He nodded and she turned away. It would be entirely too awkward for him to stand there another second, so he headed for his own cabin to reread tomorrow’s scene.

“I’m actually starving, is there still food about?” she asked Brian as they walked toward the other end of the camp.

“Sure.”

“Great. I’ll just drop my bags, and then could you show me over to the lodge?”

And if Vince happened to be there, having another cup of hot chocolate and Jasmine happened to come in to have a late dinner, there’d be nothing wrong with that, right?

“I’d be happy to,” Brian said. By the man’s voice, he really hadn’t minded being pancaked into the snow by the lovely Ms. Graves.

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About the Author:

Rachell Nichole is a contemporary erotic romance author. She currently writes what she likes to call Sizzling Romantic Entanglements. She loves creating memorable characters and putting them through the paces on their discovery for and journey to love.

Rachell holds two undergraduate degrees, one in Professional Writing and the other in French. She also received a Master of Fine Arts in Writing Popular Fiction at Seton Hill University. She is the author of The Marietta Hotels Series, Spicy with a Side of Cranberry Sauce, and Queen of Hearts.

Rachell lives in New York with a mountain of books, a loving family, and an evil cat named Godiva that she adores.

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Release Day Blitz ~ Eden Ashe

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Dragon Lore Series

Book One

Eden Ashe

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Book Description:

“We’re dragons. We don’t do the mushy friend thing.” – Daniel

The dragon-shifter king will do anything to keep his mate alive…even if it means war.

After millennia as king of the dragon-shifters, Daniel Ashborne wants a little peace and quiet, especially from the beautiful Hollywood starlet who haunts his memories. His escape tactics end abruptly when he is called to the ER to save the one woman he wants to forget, but who now bears his mark.

Shelby Kincade’s life and movie career were nearly destroyed when Daniel vanished a year ago. Now he’s back, claiming they have been accidentally mated. Getting over him once was hard enough, but she must choose either the life of her dreams or the man she can’t live without. With peace finally on the horizon between the dragon-shifters and the Hunters, an assassination attempt on the dragon king and his mate shatters everything. Tensions rebuild as Daniel and his loyal team of shifters try to discover who put out the hit. Enemy and ally lines are crossed, but in the end–after the battle ash has settled–no one could have foreseen who has plotted for their own gain.

CONTENT WARNING: Graphic fight scenes, lots of great sex, and hot, hot, hot dragon men. A Lyrical Press Urban Fantasy Romance

Excerpt:

A furious Daniel towered over her.

Realizing she was in an ambulance, she scooted back on the stretcher, pulling the sheet tighter around herself. Something was very, very off. There was no pain or range of motion issue with her shoulder. There was just a blackness where the last hour should have been. Whatever was wrong with her, it ran core deep, and had everything to do with the man treating her as if she’d caused all the wrongs in his world.

She let out a pathetic snort. He had vanished on her, leaving her to face the last year alone. The media wasn’t forgiving at the best of times, and they’d had a field day–field year–with America’s Good Girl falling from grace. A dead body, and the disappearance of the man accused of the crime, was too good of a story for the media not to run around the clock for a month straight.

It didn’t make any sense why he hated her. For as much hell as he’d caused her in the last eleven months, professionally and personally, nothing had prepared her for the blast of emotions that rocked her at seeing him standing close to her again. She had no idea what to do with the realization she’d missed him. As soon as she figured out what the hell was going on, she needed deep psychological help.

“So.” She was careful to keep her left arm tucked against her stomach as she tried in vain to put more distance between them. It still didn’t hurt, but the thought of ripping the rapidly healing wound open made her queasy. She’d never been a big fan of blood. Her teeth tugged at her bottom lip as she tried not to worry about how much space he took up, even while sitting on the bench. He was huge. “You’re alive.” When he leaned forward, bringing them closer together, she tried to keep her face impassive. Her gaze dropped to the huge forearms he braced against tree trunk-sized thighs, before she snapped her attention back to his face. He was a lunatic who looked to be on the verge of major violence. She wasn’t so confused she didn’t understand the combination was a powder keg with a lit fuse. “I wasn’t sure. The police said you were gone before the ambulance ever got to the hospital.”

“Disappointed, princess?”

She almost snorted at him. She’d spent the last year hoping he was still alive, and trying not to let the uncertainty drive her out of her mind. “I didn’t get myself shot on purpose, you know. So whatever you’re mad at me about, it’s not my fault. I didn’t ask them to call you.”

“Right.” He dragged his gaze from the mark over her heart back to her face. Though she was sure she was imagining it, she could have sworn his eyes lingered on her mouth. “Just like the Hunter showing up in your bedroom was just a weird twist of fate?”

“A hunter?” She asked, certain she was missing a huge part of the conversation. “Daniel, my house was in the most exclusive part of Los Angeles. There isn’t anywhere to hunt.”

“Ryuu.”

She remembered that word from their first date. He’d told her it was an ancient dragon curse because his sister didn’t like him using cuss words. Funny. She’d thought it was sweet at the time. Now she was sure it just made him bat-shit crazy.

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Convinced dragons have gotten a bad rep throughout time, and more than a little addicted to fairy tales and romance novels, Eden Ashe has decided to re-write history. In her version, the dragons are ancient warriors in tarnished armor, who not only deserve the girl in the end, but will fight forever for her.

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Guest Author ~ Melissa Snark

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A Victoria Storm novella

#1 Loki’s Wolves series

Genre: Paranormal/urban fantasy

Published:March 17, 2013

Amazon ASBN B00CJ1D1BI

ISBN 9781301101122

Blurb:

Valkyrie Victoria Storm has werewolf hunters hell bent on revenge trying to kill her. She can barely keep her own downtrodden pack alive, let alone respond to the pleas of a murdered mother. Can she set aside her differences and work with her sworn enemy to save a little boy from a Christmas nightmare?

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A Victoria Storm novel

#2 Loki’s Wolves series

Blurb:Victoria Storm faces seemingly insurmountable odds to keep her dwindling pack of werewolves alive and together. She fights hunters- including the brother and father of her deceased lover-and the pack takes another devastating loss. When they seek sanctuary in a small town near Lake Tahoe, high in the secluded Sierra Nevada Mountains, Victoria discovers they are infringing on the territory of a vastly more powerful Alpha wolf. To save her pack, she uses her feminine wiles to seduce the Alpha. Nothing comes easily for Victoria. Her plans are complicated by the Alpha’s erratic son, a ghostly wife, and a vengeful witch. Not even her status as a Valkyrie or the favor of the Goddess Freya can change the course of destiny for Victoria or her packmates.

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Excerpt:

Victoria snarled, displaying her teeth, and her eyes glowed, providing illumination within the dark sewer. Her angry growl ended the conversation. She charged forward, claws ready, intending to eviscerate the undead creature.

“Whoa!” Logan whirled and his long arms flashed out. He caught Victoria about the waist and swung her around.

The dead thing emitted a scream of terror and retreated further down the tunnel. Rumbling with a continuous growl, Victoria struggled to be free from Logan’s hold.

“Take it easy there, Lassie. Good girl.”

“Let go! It’s getting away!” Her claws slashed at empty air, seeking to rend and tear the dead thing limb from limb. Logan’s superior strength held her back.

“Vic, that’s Evan you’re trying to kill.” Logan dropped his voice to a hiss. “Remember Evan? Evan, I need his help to get the police file on my mom’s murder. Evan, we’re meeting him here. Does any of this ring a bell?”

“Hi, my name is Evan. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” The thing held up a timid hand in greeting. Its voice registered in the falsetto range, giving it a breathy, child-like sound.

“You’re protecting that thing?” Victoria punched Logan on the chest with her clenched claw and then hit him again, directing her frustration against him until he released her. He let go, but he kept his body between her and Evan.

“Evan’s a ghoul, not a thing. Granted, he’s among the living-impaired, but he keeps to himself. He doesn’t hurt anyone. Snacks on the occasional stale corpse, but hell, everyone likes junk food every now and then, right?”

Victoria huffed and hit Logan’s chest again with both fists. “That’s disgusting.”

“I’m sorry you don’t like my choice of food, but it’s really my business,” Evan said.

Victoria turned her entire attention to Logan, trying to comprehend his reasoning. Maybe he didn’t understand.

She tried to explain. “Logan, it’s undead, an abomination. That rotting corpse has a soul trapped within. It must be destroyed so the spirit can move on.”

“Excuse me, but I’m not rotting,” Evan said in weak protest. It sniffed. “Maybe a bit rancid.”

She started forward and Logan shoved her back with a frustrated snarl. “What part of no is unclear to you? The n or the o?”

Her hands created a wringing motion; she envisioned his throat between them. “How can you protect it?”

Logan leaned forward so she could see the glow of his eyes, and the gleaming threat of bared teeth. “I am not going to let you hurt him, Vic.”

“Stop calling me Vic!” She wanted to scream with frustration. Why did Logan always have to be so damned contrary? It made no sense to her.

An expulsion of air escaped his lungs. “Look, my dad sanctions Evan within his territory. This ghoul is under his protection, so you shouldn’t destroy him without checking first.”

“Your dad doesn’t even know we’re here! Don’t play games with me!” She considered the ghoul, huddled about fifty feet down the tunnel behind Logan.

Finally, she grunted. “Why don’t you or Arik kill it?”

Logan issued an exasperated sigh. “You shouldn’t kill something just because you don’t understand it.”

Victoria regarded him with patent disbelief. “Are you even a wolf?”

Logan gestured with open arms. “Oh, come on! This is California. We’re tolerant of differences, remember?”

“I’m from Arizona.”

“All is made clear.”

Victoria huffed, but acceded and put up her hands to show she would not attack. “Fine, let’s get this over with.”

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Melissa Snark is an erotic romance and paranormal fantasy author. She lives in Northern California with her husband, three children and a glaring of domestic house cats.

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Book Blitz ~ Becca Smith

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Kala Hicks is part of a covert elite military team that answers directly to the President of the United States. But during an emergency mission aboard Air Force One, Kala is shocked to discover that the real threat is none other than the President himself. Defying her commanding officer, Jack Norbin, Kala takes the shot, and her life changes forever.

The moment the President is killed, a supernatural force speaks to Kala, telling her that she has to commit one act of atrocity every four days… or the world will end. Thrown into a reality she never could have imagined, Kala faces off with creatures of legend; from demons determined to make her fail and plunge the Earth into chaos, to angels who don’t trust her to do the job and are willing to kill her to claim it for themselves.

Pitted against the forces of good and evil, Kala must choose whether to save the world by doing the unthinkable, or sit back and let it burn. And four days later, she’ll have to do it again.

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Very carefully, Jack opened the door that led to the President’s office.

What awaited them was terrifying.

President Jareth Wilton stood behind his desk. He was wearing a vest that held five grey bars of C-4 wired into a bomb. Wilton was a tall man, well over six feet with stark black hair and a long face. He was a young President, only fifty years old, but he looked like he’d aged twenty years since the last time Kala had seen him at a press conference, with dark rings under his eyes and worry lines on his forehead.

But his smile was what made the scene surreal and horrific. His thin lips were grinning as if he’d just climbed Mt. Everest.

President Wilton stared directly at Jack as the door swung open the rest of the way. “I figured it out! I figured out how to break it! No one will ever have to do what I’ve had to do again! Do you realize what this means?”

Kala knew then and there that the man was cracked. Figured what out? Break what? He was rambling like a mad man.

But the more frightening moment came when Jack responded back to Wilton. “Killing yourself is impossible. People have tried that in the past.”

Not only was President Wilton talking crazy, but apparently Jack knew his language and was responding accordingly.

Kala noticed that Wilton’s eyes lit up when Jack spoke. “You’re the one they sent to replace me.”

Jack nodded.

What? Kala was seriously confused.

Kala spoke up, “What’s going on Jack?”

Replace him for what?

Jack didn’t acknowledge Kala or the rest of the team, which was shifting uncomfortably behind him.

Wilton shook his head, serious. “You can’t do it. You have to let me detonate this bomb. We have to crash the plane! It’s the only way to stop it!”

“You can’t stop it!” Jack yelled back.

“I can and I will!” Wilton talked into an earpiece. “NOW!”

The plane nose-dived.

Everyone jolted forward and stumbled from the force of it.

Jack barked orders, “Lali get up to the Flight Deck and by any means necessary take over this plane!”

Lali paused for a second, she looked more confused than Kala felt, but after a moment to gain her bearings as the plane was falling fast, she managed to high-tail it out of the room and up to the Flight Deck.

Kala was sure they’d hit ground at any moment.

Jack aimed his gun at the President’s head.

Wilton was frantic. He ducked behind his large oak desk that was bolted to the ground.

“You can’t kill me! You’ll ruin everything!” Wilton yelled.

Jack turned to Kala and Derek. “No one shoots him but me!”

Kala kind of nodded, but she was in shock at the fact that they were about to flatten a part of the capital with Air Force One. She really didn’t care what Jack was saying. She couldn’t let President Wilton set off that bomb and kill thousands.

Jack shot at the desk, trying to hit the president, but he didn’t come close.

Only Kala could make a shot like that and not get them all killed from shooting a hole through the plane.

Kala and Derek made eye contact. Kala could tell Derek was thinking the same thing. He whispered so only Kala could hear, “Do it.”

Kala’s nod was barely perceptible.

Jack saw her and his eyes went wide. “Kala STOP!”

Kala shrugged. “I can’t let him do this, Jack. I’m sorry.”

Only the top of Wilton’s head was showing.

It was enough.

Kala took her shot.

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clip_image002About the Author:

Becca C. Smith received her Film degree from Full Sail University and has worked in the Film and Television industry for most of her adult life. In 2010 Becca published her first novel, Riser followed by the sequel, Reaper, in 2011, and the finale, Ripper in 2013. In 2012 Becca wrote the children’s novel Alexis Tappendorf and the Search for Beale’s Treasure. She is also the co-author of the teen graphic novel Ghost Whisperer: The Haunted.

Becca currently lives in Los Angeles, CA with her husband, Stephan and their two cats Jack and Duke.

Website: http://www.beccacsmith.com

Blog: http://therisersaga.blogspot.com

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