Vulture by Rhiannon Paille
Series: The Ferryman and the Flame #3
Publication date: June 18th 2013
Genre: YA Fantasy
Series: The Ferryman and the Flame #3
Publication date: June 18th 2013
Genre: YA Fantasy
Synopsis:
How far would you go to betray everything you've ever known?
Kaliel didn't think second chances came with this much turmoil. Exiled from her home, surrounded by strangers and in love with a boy she barely recognizes, she can't take it. She has her best friend, a new mentor, and a chance to win the war against the Valtanyana, but it's all wrong. Desperate to salvage some semblance of her former life, she makes a deal that shatters everything.
AUTHOR BIO
Rhi was never a normal girl. Her life was an urban fantasy wrapped in a paranormal romance and served with a side of horror. To escape her everyday weirdness she began writing fantasy. She studied at U of Sedona and MIMT, obtaining a PhD in Metaphysical Science and Parapsychology. She's married to a chef/comic book shop owner and has a fondness for architecture. She frequents twitter and facebook, but if you really want to get to know her you should visit her site: www.yafantasyauthor.com
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Excerpt from VULTURE
“When did you get this?” She finished with the bread and liquid. On Avristar she was used to tea or sparkling water from springs. Nobody ever drank anything that came from animals.
Krishani covered her fingers with his and moved her hand away from his scar. He stretched his neck out and she watched his throat bounce when he swallowed. “In a fight with the Daed,” he answered; his eyes were serious and lethal.
“Oh.”
Silence hung between them.
Kaliel took in a deep breath, bunching her hands in her lap. “I feel like nothing good happened when I was…”
Krishani inched forward, cupping her face with one hand and forcing her to look at him. His eyes were melancholy and dangerous which Kaliel couldn’t get used to. “You were in my dreams.”
She formed a wan smile which dropped into a frown. “But you woke to…”
Krishani pressed his forehead against hers, his breathing uneven. “Don’t—I can’t talk about it. It’s over and you’re here.”
“I’m not—” He opened his eyes and she was shocked by the up close view of his pupils. Fleck of deeper blue and green circled the irises, and Kaliel was sure that without her Krishani was barely surviving.
“You’re you. You’re not like the others.”
“The others?”
“Flames. You’re not like them.”
Kaliel almost recoiled but his hand was caressing her neck, his lips so close to hers she could almost taste them but she didn’t lean forward. Krishani knew her kin better than she did. All she had were night terrors of them, and it wasn’t enough. It bothered her—not being able to remember the First Era, not knowing Klavotesi when she saw him, it was discomforting. She tensed. “I don’t know what I’m like.”
Krishani let out a breath that sounded like a laugh. “You shine. When things are dark—you make everything bad seem—okay I can’t explain it, but it’s just something about you. You’re like your own star.”
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