Fire Burns
The Unforgiven Series
Trista Day
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: Mar 2013
Blurb/Synopsis:
Callie Demasi just started her senior
year at Crystalport High and her life couldn't be any more ordinary.
Then the nightmares start, and a strange creature tries to attack her
in her sleep. If that isn't bad enough, her body starts to do things
she never imagined were possible; like hold fire in the palm of her
hand. It seems that the only person who knows what's really happening
to her is a ghost creature named Draven - if she can keep him from
disappearing on her. It's not until after her best friend Zilla is
kidnapped, and she meets the handsome and arrogant Cole, that Callie
begins to put the pieces together. Will her newfound powers be strong
enough to save the life of her BFF, or will they both be doomed to
the same fate?
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Prologue
Sweat beaded on Draven's forehead and
trickled down to the ground with a heavy thump as he paced restlessly
in front of a pair of massive wrought-iron doors. They were the color
of red clay, dirty and swirled with rust. An odd metallic tang
permeated his nose and tongue as he scooted closer. Years of humidity
and dampness have been unkind to this place, he thought to himself.
He had been working grueling hours as a
digger the past few weeks down in the catacombs. It was the same old
routine as he mindlessly shoveled mounds of dirt from one pile to the
next while his legs and arms begged for him to stop. As he was
getting ready to leave his shift, he overheard whispers that Thanatos
had summoned Circe to his castle and that she had arrived early this
morning. Or was it morning? He didn't know anymore, it was always
black as night here in this forsaken place. Draven knew firsthand
what cruel things Circe was capable of. You see, Circe was a witch;
the kind that buzzed with such enormous power she almost surpassed
Thanatos-almost being the key word. She had a reputation for being
the purest form of evil and after what she had done to him; there was
no doubt in his mind about her true nature. He shivered just thinking
about her. Thanatos was much worse. He’s the devil incarnate,
literally, and has ruled the Kingdom of Sheol with an iron fist for
many decades. So frightfully powerful that even Circe knew when to
bow down to him.
Draven shook all of the thoughts and
doubt from his mind as he stepped up to the doors. He carefully
cracked them open and placed his ear near the hole. Whatever the two
of them were planning, it wasn't good.
"What is it you're going to ask of
me this time?" he heard Circe cackle.
"Do you remember my most prized
pupil?" Thanatos inquired.
"Yes, I remember her quite well,"
Circe replied.
"Then you'll also recall how she
ripped open my heart the day she fled my land and her home."
"Of course I do. How could anyone
forget that terrible day." she replied with more than a hint of
sarcasm.
"I have news,” he said. “Would
it surprise you to know that I've finally found her? That she's
settled for a lowly human? Or that she has a child?"
"It does not surprise me,"
she replied with distaste. "She always longed to be one of them.
What I don’t quite understand is how exactly this involves me?"
"How does it ever involve you?"
he said frustrated. "I need you to turn her."
"Turn her into what? A vampire?
You know that won't work, she's already one of their kind."
"No, you fool," he boomed,
"I'm talking about the child of hers."
Draven couldn't see what was going on
in that room, but he knew Circe would be smiling. This kind of task
was right up her alley.
Circe began to laugh as she said, "Of
course! It would be my pleasure, anything for you my dear friend."
Draven stepped back and processed
everything he'd overheard. He knew plenty about vampires from living
in this rat hole. They were disgusting creatures that fed off of
humans for sport. If they were going to condemn an innocent to that
fate, he had to stop them. It was then that he knew what he must do;
he had to leave immediately and find this child. Nobody would miss
him anyway, it’s not like he had any friends here and his dad had
gone missing months ago. Searching for his father would just have to
be pushed to the side while he helped this child.
As Draven gathered his things to leave
he thought about all of the other times he'd overheard conversations
similar to this one but never acted on them. Why was this one
different? He didn't know, but there was a part of him deep down that
urged him forward and that was good enough for him.
Trista Day is a married 29 year old
mother of two with an obsession for collecting anything Alice in
Wonderland and The Labyrinth. In between eating too much chocolate
and watching The Fifth Element, she loves to read and write young
adult/teen science fiction, fantasy and paranormal romance.
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