Publisher: Harlequin Teen
Pages: 336
Series: The Hunted#2
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Because of what you are, the Believers will hunt you down.Excerpt:
A storm is brewing on the streets of LA, one that has intensified since a tragic and deadly confrontation claimed an innocent life.
While Gabriel Stewart trains his army of teen psychics to stop Alexander Reese--the obsessed leader of the Believers--the fanatical church becomes more bent on the annihilation of all Indigo and Crystal children. They're silencing the voices of the telepathic hive, one soul at a time, with frightening experiments cruelly executed on vulnerable minds.
When the Believers torture a mysterious homeless boy, Oliver Blue, they brainwash him into betraying his own. The boy becomes a deadly pawn to take Gabriel down. As the fires of chaos burn around him, Gabe is running out of time. He'll need to confront his past--and the man who made him--before the hope of peace for the future is silenced forever.
In Jordan Dane’s Crystal Fire (Dec 2013, HarlequinTeen), two new characters are introduced: Oliver Blue and Caila Ferrie. Below is an excerpt when Caila comes searching for Oliver. In desperate need to find her friend Zack, but Oliver is one scary dude.
It took time for her eyes to adjust to the darkness in the deserted warehouse as she searched every corner for anything that moved. The oppressive silence felt as if no one was there, but she knew better. Her bad case of warning tingles had intensified and felt as if jolts of electricity shuddered through her. Even though her throat felt parched and raw, she took the risk of calling out his name.
“Oliver? It’s me, Caila. Zack’s friend.”
She winced at the sound of her own voice. It
echoed in the belly of the old warehouse and made her feel stupid for yelling
like an idiot. Caila had never been brave.
“Oliver?” She wrung her hands and kept moving with
her eyes alert. “Please…I need to talk to you.”
She crept between old wooden crates and rusted
barrels, peering through the darkness for any signs of life—or any reason to
run. She got both when a guy’s low voice came from nowhere.
“This better be important.”
Caila stopped dead still, with her heart
throttling in the red zone. She fought hard not to show that he’d almost given
her a heart attack. When she turned, she spotted Oliver Blue staring down,
crouched in the metal rafters above her. She only saw part of his face in the
dim light coming from a cracked window.
“I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t.” She returned
his glare but backed off on the attitude when she remembered why she’d come.
“Anyone follow you?”
“No, I was real careful…and I didn’t see anybody
below when I climbed those stairs.”
He stared at her and didn’t say anything for a
long time. Caila didn’t move an inch—or breathe.
“Why are you here?”
“It’s Zack. He’s missing. I haven’t seen him in
three days.”
“Maybe he doesn’t want to be found.”
“Not Zack.” She crossed her arms. “He wouldn’t do
that to me, unless something bad happened.”
Oliver glared at her for another strained moment
before he finally stood. “I’m coming down. Stay put and don’t move.”
When the guy vanished into the shadows, she
listened for him but heard nothing. Not a creak of a floorboard or a scuff of a
boot. He simply reappeared from behind a pile of tossed empty boxes. Dressed in
worn jeans with holes in the knees and a black T-shirt with a bloody yellow
smiley face on the chest, Oliver walked toward her with his eyes fixed on her.
Those eyes.
That’s what she’d remembered most about him. His
eyes were smoky green, intense and unforgettable. When they first met, she
wanted him to look at her, but whenever he did, she felt raw and exposed as if
he knew all her sins. Seeing him in the shadows magnified that feeling.
He was bigger than she recalled and towered over
her with his broad shoulders and long legs. His scruffy black hair and bristled
chin made him look older, even though Zack had told her that he was
nineteen—only three years older than her. He had an upward turn to the corners
of his lips that made her believe smiling had once been easy for him, but an
unshakable sadness in his eyes weighed heavier now.
In another life she could picture him being a good
son, tolerable brother and anyone’s trusted best friend, but too much had
happened to change him. Most girls would go bat shit if he even looked at
them—normal girls who lived in an alternative universe light-years away who
wouldn’t recognize the walking wounded on sight as she did. She couldn’t afford
to let a guy like him get to her.
Letting her guard down made her vulnerable,
especially now that Zack was gone. She hadn’t lived on the streets of L.A. that
long. Without Zack to run interference, she didn’t know if she liked
being alone with Oliver.
He kept his distance and said, “Tell me
everything.”
Caila stared at the blood-splattered smiley face
on Oliver’s T-shirt as he crossed his arms, and she thought of Zack. The
tattered fringes of her life frayed apart as hunger and exhaustion from her sleepless
nights made her feel light-headed. She’d have one chance to convince Oliver to
help her.
Running on empty, she had nothing left—only the truth.
About the Author:
Bestselling, critically-acclaimed
author Jordan Dane’s gritty romantic thrillers are ripped from the headlines
with vivid settings, intrigue, and dark humor. Publishers Weekly compared her
intense novels to Lisa Jackson, Lisa Gardner, and Tami Hoag, naming her debut
novel NO ONE HEARD HER SCREAM as Best Books of 2008. She also pens young-adult
novels for Harlequin Teen. Formerly an energy sales manager, she now writes
full time. Jordan and her husband share their Texas residence with two lucky
rescue dogs.
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