Karina Espinosa
YA Fantasy
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When seventeen-year-old Maximillion Taylor and his best friend, Jones go to a house party, he doesn't expect to get kidnapped—much less by a succubus—and she's not the only one on the hunt. Thrown into a world of angels and demons, where nothing and no one is what they seem, Max ventures to find his true identity and learn to fight the demons who pursue him. When his origin is revealed, it's a race against the clock for a battle that will determine whether he can protect the ones he loves or succumb to his true nature. Through lies, betrayal, love and pain, Max must prepare to face the demons before it is too late…
Excerpt
What came next I didn't see coming. Something was
shining in Angela's hand as she thrust it into the twin's stomach.
A knife.
“They’re coming for him. They know. He’s not a
secret anymore,” she gurgled out, and before I could react, she let out a loud
shriek, sounding like a screeching bird but amplified. I covered my ears as
they started to pop. When I looked up, there wasn't blood oozing out of her,
but a thick black liquid—and not just from the knife wound— it seeped out of
her eyes, nose, mouth, even finger nails. The smell was even worse. The stench
of decay filled the room and I tasted the bile rising up my throat. The
shrieking stopped and Angela dropped whatever was left of her into the puddle
of black liquid.
"What the—?" was all I could say before
she crossed the room and pulled me up to my feet.
"Let's go," she said, but I couldn't even
move. My body felt heavy and I knew I was going to pass out. This feeling was
getting too familiar, but I couldn't dwell on it now. I was out.
About the Author
Born in New York City, my family picked up and moved
to South Florida when I was twelve. After high school I spent the next few
years traveling and experiencing what life had to offer me. At twenty four
years old, I'm back in South Florida in my third year of University-majoring in
Communication studies. When not in the writing cave, I usually have my nose in
a book or on Netflix, cut off from the world with a huge bowl of ice cream.
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