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Synopsis: Nothing makes a new school suck worse than discovering the guy you’re in love with is your prophesied nemesis.
Ari is the most powerful flame-throwing sorceress ever, and
her people’s last hope in an ancient war. But she’s also a seventeen-year-old
girl, and in her free, not-hunting-nemesis times, she jumps from school to
school, trying to figure out regular people her own age and pretending she’ll
get the chance to graduate.
Shane lives a double life. He goes to school and masters the
art of popularity, hiding the fact that he has a fate with a slim chance of his
survival. He’s destined to end a 300 year-old war by killing or being killed.
He knows he’s hunted by a powerful enemy who’s not afraid to die. Only problem?
He has no idea who that enemy is.
When Ari shows up at Shane’s school, angry and sullen and
determined to keep him at arm’s reach, neither of them realize they are
supposed to be killing each other, not falling in love. Until Ari does realize it, and she almost dies –
by Shane’s hand.
SNEAK PEEK
“Shane, I’m tougher than I look. I can
handle it,” she said, although she wasn’t sure she wanted to know any more
about his magic than she already did. It could get him in trouble. But
she couldn’t just leave it alone. Part of her wanted to know. Maybe the
monster-killer part of her.
She squashed that thought.
Shane stopped, studied her. Under his
intense blue gaze her heart started to pound and she thought giddily that her
favorite color just happened to be the exact color of his eyes. What were the
odds? “I’m serious, Ari. There’s this war going on, and knowing anything about
it could get you killed.”
“Killed?” Ari tried to look dubious.
Shane glanced around and grabbed her
hand, pulling her with him out the front doors. The air was crisp and cool; Ari
could see traces of her breath. If Shane was aware that half the student
population was watching them speed-walk into the woods, he didn’t show it, and
after a final glance back Ari ignored them too.
When
the school was out of sight, she stopped and pulled her hand away. “Okay Shane.
Spill,” she commanded. She crossed her arms over her chest and tried to look
cold. Normals would be cold right now, but because of the flames flowing
through their blood, neither she nor Shane could feel it.
Shane sighed and ran a hand through his
hair. “Where to start? Even the short version is long. We’re sorcerers, and
there are two sides to this war… of course, because that’s what makes a war,
right?” he rambled. Ari raised an eyebrow at him as she tried to shiver. “I’m a
Carules. I have magic that stems from these blue flames that, well, they’re in
my blood. Hunter, too. And all other Carules. The other side is Edren, and
their magic comes from red flames. Basically, we spend all our time trying to
kill each other. It’s a lot of fun,” he said with a bitter frown at the ground.
“So you hide your magic because if an
Edren found you...”
“They’d kill me. Or try to, anyway,”
Shane finished for her.
Ari flinched at his words, and she knew
right then that if she had seen him on that battle field in Adlington, she
wouldn’t have been able to kill him. Her eyes widened in shock, her mouth
opened into a silent “Oh”, and her heart started to pound. This was a
very, very dangerous revelation she’d just made to herself.
She
had a weakness. And it was Shane.
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