Book Info:
Available on KDP Select
and Paperback
Genre: Young Adult
Paranormal Romance
Release date: May 30,
2013
ISBN: 1484157338
ISBN13: 9781484157336
Synopsis
Pen was a Guardian, but
one violent night took his wings. Ten years later he is given the opportunity
to earn them back.
Jade is spellbound by the
new student. Pen is quiet, but she is determined to learn more about him. When
her terrifying past comes back to haunt her, Pen reveals there is much more to
him than she could have ever imagined.
With his soul on the
line, Pen cannot protect Jade if his feelings keep getting in the way. But with
Jade’s soul on the line, he must protect her from unearthly forces who want her
blood. Will the truth redeem them, or tear them apart?
Bio
Keri Neal designs book
covers. Flightless is her fourth published book. She lives near Austin, Texas
with her husband, two children, two hamsters and a snake. She crochets, sews,
reads, paints and loves all things artsy & craftsy.
Contact info
Blog: writingas.kerineal.com
Cover Artist: booklovers.kerineal.com
Twitter: @authorkerineal
Facebook: facebook.com/authorkerineal
Excerpt
Pen
and I are lounging under a big white umbrella. I am curled up with my head on
his chest. His heartbeat is steady and slow, his breathing shallow. He is
asleep. I pinch his arm playfully. “You’re going to miss it.”
He
takes a deep breath and chuckles. “I’m awake. And I’ve seen my share of
sunsets.”
I
turn my head and rest my chin on his chest. His eyes are still closed. “You’re
a grouch, you know that?”
He
opens one eye and stares at me. “You know I’m going to find you. You don’t need
to do this.”
My
throat burns with emotion. “Yes, I do. You might not make it in time.”
Both
his eyes open and stare blankly up at the umbrella. He is angry. His jaw
clenches and his nostrils flare.
“It’s
almost time.” I crawl up and lie down, straddling him. My blonde hair makes a
curtain around us. He looks sad as he reaches up and holds my face.
“I
don’t know how to say goodbye to you.”
I
smile. The sun is glowing in the horizon. Its resting place comes alive with
color. I see it all happen in the reflection in his eyes.
“Yes,
you do.” I press my lips against his, urgently stealing every taste of him. I
pull his lip through my teeth, and he groans loudly. The sound is erotic.
Suddenly his hand is on the back of my head, pulling me roughly against him.
His lips are not gentle anymore. They are rough and scaly, like a snake. He is
hurting me. I push hard against his chest, only to realize my hands are bound.
I start to cry as the sun descends into its salty grave.
