Title: Fear Tomorrow (The Fear Chronicles Book 4)
Author: C.C. Bolick
Genre: YA Urban Fantasy
Book Blurb:
For the first time in his life, Travis Payne doesn’t want to be an agent. He can’t focus beyond his grief at the thought of losing Rena. The clock ticks as everyone knows his powers will soon return, and those who betrayed Travis could face his deadly touch.
Rena Mason never imagined life would change this drastically. She also never thought her own parents would betray her. Now she’s faced with only one choice—strengthen her powers while turning her back on the future she’d planned with Travis.
In twenty-four hours, two planets will be destroyed. Can Rena and Travis work together to save everyone they care about?
Excerpt:
When I opened my eyes, I saw nothing. I waved a hand in front of my face but couldn’t see my fingers.
Where was I?
The floor beneath me felt smooth like wood. I tapped a foot but heard no sound. I yelled but couldn’t hear my own voice. My body began to shake though the air wasn’t cold. The air wasn’t much of anything. The more I thought about it, the stranger it felt to breathe this air, so I stopped.
Stopped breathing. Didn’t even try to hold my breath. I counted the seconds in my head as I once did while taking swimming lessons. Forty-five seconds had been the longest I could keep my head underwater.
As I passed sixty seconds and then seventy, I realized this couldn’t be real. This had to be a dream. But where was I and how did I get here?
I reached out but felt no walls around me. Awkwardly, I tried to crawl across the floor. If I didn’t need to breathe here, why did it feel as if I carried a hundred extra pounds?
I stopped crawling and tried to remember my last thought. Someone had called my name… No, I was thinking about Mama. Why would I think about Mama when she was dead?
The last thing I remembered was leaving school and driving Alfie home. I was afraid of someone hitting our truck and I hadn’t felt the ‘can’t breathe’ kind of fear since Mama died.
Except this was a dream. It had to be since I no longer felt a burning desire to breathe. I called to Alfie and then to Dad. My brother was probably asleep and Dad out drinking for the night. No doubt Dad had forgotten his way home again. If that was the case, I should be safe on my bunk in the camper.
But the way I felt inside made no sense. The emptiness, the sorrow…
“Regina.”
The word was a whisper, but I heard the gentle sound as if it were a caress to my senses. Maybe I could hear, though I wasn’t sure if I heard my name as much as I felt it.
A feeling of sorrow followed the caress and rose like a wave to drown me.
“Regina,” she said again but closer.
The word echoed in my head. Who was calling my name? The familiar voice warmed my insides.
“Regina, do you remember me?”
“I…”
“Regina, I want to help you, but first you’ve got to help yourself. Take my hand. Come back to me.”
My mind felt foggy. “Who are you?”
“You know me. Take my hand.”
No, I wasn’t going anywhere. Moving felt impossible, as if someone sat on my chest and refused to let me leave. Or maybe it was all in my head. I’d just stay where it was safe. Safe.
“Go away,” I shouted into the void.
“You know who I am. Regina!”
“I’m tired.”
“The darkness is stealing what’s left of your mind. Don’t give up. Reach for me.”
I tried to take a breath and the air felt weightless in my lungs. My head became foggier. Talking was too difficult. Even thinking was taking the last of my energy. “I can’t. I need… sleep.”
“You’ve been sleeping for days. If you go back to sleep, you might never wake up.”
“Then we’re done.” I closed my eyes. Better to see the darkness in my head than the wall of darkness surrounding me.
“No, my fearless girl. We’re nowhere near done.”
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Giveaway:
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Winner will be drawn on July 1, 2020.
Author Biography:
C.C. Bolick grew up in south Alabama, where she’s happy to still reside. She’s an engineer by day and a writer by night—too bad she could never do one without the other.
Camping, fishing… she loves the outdoors and the warm Alabama weather. For years she thought up stories to write and finally started putting them on paper back in 2006. If you hear her talking with no one to answer, don’t think she’s crazy. Since talking through her stories works best, a library is her worst place to write… even though it’s her favorite!
C.C. loves to mix sci-fi and paranormal—throw in a little romance and adventure and you’ve got her kind of story. She’s written a dozen books including the Leftover Girl series, The Agency series, and The Fear Chronicles.
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