Title: The Prophecy
of Arcadia (Arcadian Wars #1)
Author: M.H. Soars
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Genre: YA with PNR
and sci-fi elements
Synopsis: Being a teenager is
tough, especially when you have to pretend to be something you’re not, and
you’re in love with someone you shouldn’t. 115 years ago, a small planet called
Arcadia was invaded by a vicious alien race and nearly destroyed. Cut off from
their resources, the Arcadians turned to Earth for help. A group of Arcadian
explorers discovered a Prophecy that claimed their salvation lay in the hands
of two children from Earth. To ensure their safety, the Arcadian Council sent
their most gifted youngsters to Earth to act as protectors. Samantha is one of
them.
To succeed in her
mission she must learn to control her Arcadian powers and keep her true
identity from her best friend, and the girl she swore to protect, Alexia. But
Samantha will soon realize that nothing is as it seems. Someone is trying to
prevent the Prophecy from taking place and the prophecy boy hasn't been found
yet. There is also a new drug circulating at school that is turning students
into freakishly strong menaces.
To make matters
worse, distractions keep getting in her way. Such as her love/hate relationship
with her “cousin” Matthew. Or her confused feelings toward popular and
mysterious Julian. She wants nothing more than to be free to live her life. But
the survival of Arcadia depends on her and her friends. Free will is not an
option.
SNEAK PEEK
The
conversation with Alexia had made me edgy. I walked toward the middle of the
room, getting closer to Sam so I could have a clear look at her face. Even
though I could tell she was trying to be stoic, I wanted to see if there was
any sign that she still cared.
She closed the book she was pretending to read and sat up on her bed, looking at me like I was a nuisance. “You know I don’t want to talk to you. Why do you insist?”
She stood up suddenly, throwing her book on the bed with such force that it bounced and landed on the floor. My gaze followed the book’s trajectory and stayed on it for a few seconds as I tried to control my rampant emotions. Sam’s question hurt, and it subdued my anger a little. I took a deep breath and found her face again.
“Do you even have to ask? How many times do I have to say I’m sorry for what I did to you seven years ago?” My voice came out strained. I was sure she had noticed, but her angry posture didn’t change.
“Just tell me what really happened then. Just tell me, Matt.” She used my nickname — something she only did when she forgot she was supposed to be mad at me. Her voice had a pleading tone to it now, and it gave me hope. I looked into her eyes and saw all the hurt there. I wanted to tell her, I truly did, but I just didn’t know what to tell her.
“Sam,” I said as I carefully approached her. She gasped as I placed my hands on her arms. I looked deep into her eyes. That close, I could see little gray specks in a sea of dark blue. “I, I, can’t tell you,” I finally said.
She pushed me away from her with a powerful shove and I had to take several steps back to regain my balance. “You can’t, or you won’t, Matthew?”
Her own anger fueled mine. I didn’t want to lose it with Sam, but I also wasn’t able to walk away from this conversation now. She had balled her hands into fists, and that did something to me.
I hesitated to tell her the real reason because she probably wouldn’t believe me. But the swell of emotions within me just made me want to yell the truth at her. But how could I tell her that looking at her after the accident made me feel like the most despicable person in the world?
“I can’t tell you because I don’t know why!” I watched her expression change from anger to disbelief and back to anger again in a matter of seconds.
“Bullshit!” she said.
Sam was ready for a fight. Her muscles were tight with anger. The air around us felt charged, like the calm before the storm.
Ignoring the signs that we were escalating this argument beyond our control, I moved closer to her again. But now my movements had a menacing quality to them. I was letting her know she wouldn’t be able to push me away this time as I pleaded my case.
“Why can’t you believe me? Why is it so hard for you to trust me and forgive me?” My temper was rising, and I was starting to feel feverish. I opened and closed my hands, trying to control the rage boiling inside of me. My entire body shook and I knew I had awakened the Phoenix. It didn’t take much these days. Sam had the power to evoke feelings in me that I would rather keep buried.
She took a few steps back until she reached the edge of her bed and couldn’t retreat further. “Because you won’t trust me!”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
M. H. Soars is what
we like to call a United Nations child. She was born in the United States but
grew up in several different countries which gave her a broader perspective of
life. She has always been passionate about books and stories and at a certain point
had a comic book series going.
With a background
in fashion design she always thought she was going to follow that path. But the
characters in her head kept begging to be set free. So she decided to write
their stories. A couple of years and a baby later, the first installment of her
Arcadian Wars series is finally done.
M. H. Soars
currently resides in New Mexico with her husband and baby daughter. She loves
to read novels in the YA, PNR, Fantasy, Historical Fiction, and Chick Lit
genres. When not devouring said novels, you may find her shopping online (she's
an expert), blogging about fashion, or trying to teach her daughter to walk
(even though she's too young for that).
If you would like
to learn more about M. H. Soars and her projects, follow her on Facebook,
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Where to Find the Author
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