YA Scavenger hunt!

To those who have never been here, welcome! My name is Lish McBride and I'll be hosting this leg of the Scavenger Hunt. 

Welcome to my stop on the YA Scavenger Hunt! I wish you all of the luck! ALL OF IT. For more info on the YA Scavenger Hunt in general, go HERE. That's where you'll find the form you need to fill out and get the rules in full. There are eight teams this year--which means eight contests to enter! Each stop has a clue (You're looking for a number in the team color!) You add up all the numbers from all the stops for the blue team and that's the number your final number. Don't forget to go HERE and fill out your entry--only entries with the correct number will qualify, so check your math! Stuck? Go HERE.

Each stop features bonus content from one of the authors on the team. If you liked Firebug it's worth your time searching for mine on Team Blue--it's a cut chapter from the new book Pyromantic! That's right, ten glorious pages from a book that isn't even on the shelves...but it's not on this page, so keep looking. And look fast! The contest ends October 4th! After that all the glorious bonus content comes down. Some authors are doing seperate give aways on their pages, so there are lots of prizes to be won.

And don't forget to go all the way to the bottom of this page to sign in for my give away! I'm giving away two copies of Kisses & Curses, a Fierce Reads anthology that I'm in. Huzzah! That's right, I said HUZZAH. (Just click the tiny blue link at the very bottom. I'm having issues getting the actual widget on here, but that link should work!)

I'm part of:

 

 

I have the pleasure of hosting the delightful Dorothy Dreyer

Dorothy is a Philippine-born American living in Germany with her husband and her two teens. She's the author of My Sister's Reaper and Tethered Soul. She loves to write books with elements of magic or the supernatural in them. Dorothy loves to read, travel, watch movies and spend time with friends and family. She also loves chocolate and take-out. She's enjoys singing, so keep her away from Karaoke bars! Rumor on the street is that she once sang for 13 hours straight! She is a Karaoke machine. (Lish here--I like all these things, too. Dorothy and I clearly belong on the same team.)

 For more info about Dorothy and her books, check out her website here, or follow her on Twitter. To purchase her books, go here.

And now, time for SUPER SECRET BONUS CONTENT!

Here’s a top secret bonus scene from MY TETHERED SOUL.

 

Gavin

 

There’s nothing more we can do here. The Poulters have refused to help us, and too many people have been hurt already. I can see the heartbreak in Zadie’s eyes. We have to leave. We aren’t welcome anymore.

I pull my suitcase onto the bed, my jaw tense and a slight buzz of a headache pushing at the base of my skull. I feel helpless. I don’t know how to help Zadie other than simply being there for her. We were so close to ending the terror, I could feel it. But now it’s as if we have to start over from step one. I gnash my teeth and throw a handful of shirts into the suitcase.

My hands start to shake. My headache spreads, its heavy fingers wrapping around my temples and pressing into my eyes. I find myself turning and walking toward the bedroom door. But not from my own free will. What’s happening to me?

I try to fight it, the presence that seems to be filling my bones and flowing through my veins. It’s controlling me.

A Reaper.

Inside, I scream. I want to clutch the railing on the stairs and stop myself from moving, but I’m powerless. My body continues down the stairs and out the back door into the Poulters’ backyard.

The fog swirls around my ankles as I go farther into the gardens. The heavy clouds block out the moon. I think I hear Zadie call my name, but I can’t turn my head.

I pass the pond, panicking as I realize I’m headed toward the woods. But I can’t stop. I can’t do anything. I can only obey.

Zadie calls me again, but this time she’s not far behind me. I feel a heat course through me, as if the one possessing me recognizes Zadie’s voice. He hates her. I feel the violent detestation zip through me, like hot coals boiling my insides. Oh, God, Zadie.

The one controlling me stops me from walking.

“Gavin, wait,” Zadie says, her hand on my shoulder.

My lips part. A low hum emerges from my mouth, but I’m not the one making it. It’s coming from the entity within me. It’s humming. I don’t know the tune. But when I turn, I see Zadie is frightened. She backs away, but she can’t get far before my hands reach out and grip her around her neck.

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