The amazing Lorenz Font is releasing her new YA in May! ARCs now available for review!
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COVER REVEAL–April 5, 2016
NEW RELEASE–May 3, 2016
Genre: YA~Coming of Age~Urban Fantasy
With every curse comes a blessing…
All Brian Morrison wants is to be an ordinary teenager with normal teenage problems, but his uncontrollable twitching and phonic tics make that impossible. The butt of jokes in school, he is nothing but a laughing-stock until a visit to a local tarot shop turns his life upside-down.
The psychic’s strange prediction thrusts him into a mysterious world of ghastly creatures and bizarre events, and he must come to terms with the abrupt changes if he is going to survive. One mother’s plea for help presents him with an impossible challenge, but it also brings him closer to the most popular girl in school. Brian must overcome threats from all sides to honor his promise, and he is determined to succeed. His heart won’t let him turn his back on someone in need, especially when he’s fallen in love with her.
Protecting Shannon McKesson soon becomes the greatest purpose of his life. Brian discovers many things on this new journey, but the biggest one might be the truth about who he is. If only he and Shannon can stay alive long enough to unlock the mystery.
Canopies of trees, climbing vines, tall shrubs, and large leaves surrounded us, and there was the sound of waterfall in the distance. It was a perfect spot to take more pictures.
Laughing, we rested against a tree until we could catch our breath. Shannon pulled a water bottle from her bag and handed it to me. “Drink, you look thirsty.”
I twisted the cap and gave her a questioning look. “How does someone look thirsty?”
“You’re sweating like crazy, and you smell different.”
Note to self—don’t use so much cologne in the morning. “Aw, c’mon. It’s a special aroma that compels people to hug me. You can’t resist it.”
She bought the joke and laughed, pulling me into a quick hug. I closed my eyes to savor the moment, but when I opened them, an Ergan was closing in on us, its mouth gaping open while its ear-splitting howl surrounded us. Another growl came from the behind me, too.
It had to be the adrenaline pumping through my veins that enabled me to move at lightning speed. I took the bottle of Mertest from my pocket and splashed some on the Ergan behind Shannon, then I spun her around and threw what was left at the other one. There was a loud thud when they both fell to the ground, but the one closest to me managed to stick out its paw and graze my arm with its claw-like nails on the way down.