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LEGEND OF MEAuthor: Rebekah PurdyRelease Date: Early 2014Publisher: Entangled TeenSixteen-year-old Brielle has grown up hearing tales
of a beast that kills humans, leaving behind only a scattering of bones and
limbs. Or so the village elders say. She thinks it’s just their way of keeping
children in line, though it doesn’t explain her grisly premonitions of blood,
claws, and severed heads.When Lord Kenrick, Knight of the Crowhurst Order,
shows up asking questions about the legendary monster and Brielle finds a
mangled body in the woods, she begins to wonder if the grim stories are true.
Her attraction to the handsome knight grows as she spends time with him
searching for clues to the creature’s existence, and she becomes even more
determined to help him discover the beast’s location.But as her seventeenth birthday approaches, her
nightmares worsen. If Brielle doesn’t figure out the connection between
Kenrick, the monster, and visions of a ghostly woman in the woods soon, more
people could die. Including those closest to her…
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Brambles scratched my legs,
snagging my skirt. Gnarled trees bent in gruesome forms, while thick shadows
splayed out beneath them. A heavy gloom settled over the woodland as wisps of
fog slithered like snakes against the ground. I shivered.
snagging my skirt. Gnarled trees bent in gruesome forms, while thick shadows
splayed out beneath them. A heavy gloom settled over the woodland as wisps of
fog slithered like snakes against the ground. I shivered.
Don’t think. I picked an animal
trail to follow, stepping over dead branches and forest debris. Blood pounded
in my ears and the hair on the back of my neck prickled. I twisted around to
glance behind me.
trail to follow, stepping over dead branches and forest debris. Blood pounded
in my ears and the hair on the back of my neck prickled. I twisted around to
glance behind me.
Nothing there. Only the trees.
Urgency gripped hold of me and I picked up my pace once more. As I scrambled
through the thicket, an overwhelming scent of rotten meat made me gag. I
covered my mouth with my hand and stopped running when a bright red piece of
fabric caught my eye. With hesitant steps, I moved toward it.
Urgency gripped hold of me and I picked up my pace once more. As I scrambled
through the thicket, an overwhelming scent of rotten meat made me gag. I
covered my mouth with my hand and stopped running when a bright red piece of
fabric caught my eye. With hesitant steps, I moved toward it.
“Oh God.” I stumbled. There,
sticking out from beneath a barberry bush was a severed arm, its finger pointed
at me in accusation. My breath came in gasps as I scanned the rest of the
clearing.
sticking out from beneath a barberry bush was a severed arm, its finger pointed
at me in accusation. My breath came in gasps as I scanned the rest of the
clearing.
My foot nudged against something
and I looked down in horror to find the head of Liam Gatekeeper staring up at
me.
and I looked down in horror to find the head of Liam Gatekeeper staring up at
me.
I screamed, backing away as fast
as I could. All around me were pieces of his body scattered like breadcrumbs. I
shielded my eyes with my hands, until I bumped into something else.
as I could. All around me were pieces of his body scattered like breadcrumbs. I
shielded my eyes with my hands, until I bumped into something else.
With another scream, I whipped
around only to find myself faced with an oak tree covered in dried blood and
deep claw marks. My vision darkened and I prayed I wouldn’t faint, that I
wouldn’t be stuck in the woods. Because somewhere out here, a monster lurked.
If I didn’t believe it before, I did now. The beast was real.
around only to find myself faced with an oak tree covered in dried blood and
deep claw marks. My vision darkened and I prayed I wouldn’t faint, that I
wouldn’t be stuck in the woods. Because somewhere out here, a monster lurked.
If I didn’t believe it before, I did now. The beast was real.
THE WINTER PEOPLE
Author: Rebekah PurdyRelease Date: July 1, 2014Publisher: Entangled TeenPages: 320ISBN: 978-1622663682Goodreads/Amazon/Barnes
&Noble
An engrossing, complex, romantic fantasy perfect for
fans of Kristin Cashore or Maggie Stiefvater, set in a wholly unique world.
Salome Montgomery fears winter—the cold, the snow,
the ice, but most of all, the frozen pond she fell through as a child. Haunted
by the voices and images of the strange beings that pulled her to safety, she
hasn’t forgotten their warning to "stay away." For eleven years, she
has avoided the winter woods, the pond, and the darkness that lurks nearby. But
when failing health takes her grandparents to Arizona, she is left in charge of
maintaining their estate. This includes the "special gifts" that must
be left at the back of the property.Salome discovers she’s a key player in a world she’s
tried for years to avoid. At the center of this world is the strange and beautiful
Nevin, who she finds trespassing on her family’s property. Cursed with dark
secrets and knowledge of the creatures in the woods, his interactions with
Salome take her life in a new direction. A direction where she’ll have to
decide between her longtime crush Colton, who could cure her fear of winter. Or
Nevin who, along with an appointed bodyguard, Gareth, protects her from the
darkness that swirls in the snowy backdrop. An evil that, given the chance,
will kill her.
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The sky darkened with ominous
storm clouds. Giant flakes fell onto my face, sticking to my eyelashes and
cheeks. Snow blew unhindered across the yard into what looked like small
tornadoes.
storm clouds. Giant flakes fell onto my face, sticking to my eyelashes and
cheeks. Snow blew unhindered across the yard into what looked like small
tornadoes.
Oh
God. It’s happening again. The frigid air. The creaking of the treetops beneath
the wind. Even the way the snow blew across the yard.
God. It’s happening again. The frigid air. The creaking of the treetops beneath
the wind. Even the way the snow blew across the yard.
I only had one more feeder. Just
needed to toss the seeds in then I could leave. Be safe.
needed to toss the seeds in then I could leave. Be safe.
The pond water rippled, while the
trees bent beneath the strong gusts. Soon, everything became so white I
couldn’t see the house. In the distance a strange tinkling sounded, like dozens
of wind chimes.
trees bent beneath the strong gusts. Soon, everything became so white I
couldn’t see the house. In the distance a strange tinkling sounded, like dozens
of wind chimes.
What had the shrink told me to
do?
do?
Ten,
nine, eight. Breathe. Seven, six, five. Shit!
nine, eight. Breathe. Seven, six, five. Shit!
Panic stole my thoughts. I backed
away from the pond as the flurries swirled toward me. Chasing me.
away from the pond as the flurries swirled toward me. Chasing me.
Then, I bumped into
something—something that felt quite human. A firm chest, arms, hands. Not
something, someone. A shriek
tumbled from my lips and I spun around to face my captor.
something—something that felt quite human. A firm chest, arms, hands. Not
something, someone. A shriek
tumbled from my lips and I spun around to face my captor.
“It’s okay. I won’t hurt you,” a
soft masculine voice said, pale hands clinging to my arms as he kept me from
falling.
soft masculine voice said, pale hands clinging to my arms as he kept me from
falling.
My gaze followed those long
fingers, up black leather sleeves, to the most gorgeous face I’d ever seen. My
breath caught in my throat. I’m
gawking. But I couldn’t help it. His raven hair shot with strands of
blue, his face pale and perfect, like an ice sculptor had chiseled it into
existence. His eyes—oh God, his eyes. They were the palest blue I’d ever seen.
Glacial. He had to be over six feet tall, muscles evident through the tight
shirt he wore beneath an unzipped jacket.
fingers, up black leather sleeves, to the most gorgeous face I’d ever seen. My
breath caught in my throat. I’m
gawking. But I couldn’t help it. His raven hair shot with strands of
blue, his face pale and perfect, like an ice sculptor had chiseled it into
existence. His eyes—oh God, his eyes. They were the palest blue I’d ever seen.
Glacial. He had to be over six feet tall, muscles evident through the tight
shirt he wore beneath an unzipped jacket.
His mouth turned up at the
corners as if enjoying my scrutiny. A cocky grin that made my cheeks warm.
corners as if enjoying my scrutiny. A cocky grin that made my cheeks warm.
“You’re trespassing.” I tried to
keep the tremble from my voice. “This is private property, or can’t you read
the signs?” Bravo, that’s right, scare
him off with your bitchiness.
keep the tremble from my voice. “This is private property, or can’t you read
the signs?” Bravo, that’s right, scare
him off with your bitchiness.
He chuckled. And it sounded like
the low song of the chimes. “Doris doesn’t mind me coming around. In fact, I’ve
met you before, Salome.”
the low song of the chimes. “Doris doesn’t mind me coming around. In fact, I’ve
met you before, Salome.”
My name on his lips made my knees
go buttery. I groaned inwardly.
go buttery. I groaned inwardly.
“You know my grandma?” I fidgeted
with the bucket still in hand.
with the bucket still in hand.
He gave a nod. “Yeah, I’ve known
her for years. But I haven’t seen you since you were a child.”
her for years. But I haven’t seen you since you were a child.”
Warning bells went off in my
mind, but I pushed them aside. If he knew my grandma, then he must be okay.
“Funny, I don’t remember you at all.”
mind, but I pushed them aside. If he knew my grandma, then he must be okay.
“Funny, I don’t remember you at all.”
“Don’t you, Salome?” Strands of
my hair blew about my face. He reached a hand out as if to touch them then
stopped, dropping his arms back to his side.
my hair blew about my face. He reached a hand out as if to touch them then
stopped, dropping his arms back to his side.
“No. Grandma’s never mentioned
you.”
you.”
He gave me another cocky grin.
“Well then, maybe we should be reacquainted.”
“Well then, maybe we should be reacquainted.”
“Or maybe not.” I snorted. “I’m
not sure how you got on the property, Grandma keeps all the gates locked.”
not sure how you got on the property, Grandma keeps all the gates locked.”
He produced an antique-looking
skeleton key. “She gave me this. Like I said, Doris has known me for a long
time.”
skeleton key. “She gave me this. Like I said, Doris has known me for a long
time.”
“I’m sorry. I’m not trying to be
a jerk or anything, it’s just my grandma never mentioned I’d have visitors.” In
fact, I wondered why she didn’t ask this guy to watch her house instead of me.
a jerk or anything, it’s just my grandma never mentioned I’d have visitors.” In
fact, I wondered why she didn’t ask this guy to watch her house instead of me.
The arrogance left his face and
he stared at me. “Perhaps, we can try this again.” He held his hand out to me.
“I’m Nevin.”
he stared at me. “Perhaps, we can try this again.” He held his hand out to me.
“I’m Nevin.”
About
Rebekah:
Rebekah:
Rebekah was born and raised in Michigan (just look for the mitten-shaped state
on the map). She’s lived there most of her life other than the few years she spent
in the U.S. Army. At which time she got a chance to experience MO, KS,
SC, and CA.
She works
full time for the court system and in her free time she writes YA stories.
Pretty much any genre within the YA realm is game for her, but her favorites
are fantasy, urban fantasy, paranormal romance, thrillers, light sci-fi, and some
time travel.
She also
has a big family–she like to considers them the modern day Brady Bunch. When
her hubby and her met and got married, he had 3 children from a previous
marriage, she had 2 and have 1
together. It’s a lot of fun though.
And she
can’t forget her other family members–yep, they’ve got some pets: 4
dogs, 3 cats, and 1 turtle. Everyone in the family has one…she won’t
bore you all with their names (unless you really want to know). Okay, you
talked her into it! Jack, Pearl, Grr…(yes that’s her dog’s name), Callie,
Shadow, Mooshoo, Grouchy, and Sorbert. Other than writing some of her other
hobbies include: reading (mostly YA of course), singing, swimming, football,
soccer, running, camping, sledding, church, hanging with her kids, and traveling.
She belong
to a fabulous writing group called YA Fiction Fantatics (YAFF) and you guessed
it they all write YA!
REPPED
by Jennifer Mishler and Frances Black of Literary Counsel.
And
that’s her in a big ‘ol nutshell.
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