So you know how I’ve told you guys repeatedly that my editor rocks? That she (and the rest of my incredible team at Spencer Hill Press) helped me turn my book into something I never imagined it could be? That without her push, I would’ve given up too soon?
In case you weren’t aware, that editor is Danielle Ellison. She’s awesome, and I love her, and I’m so thankful she loves my book like I do.
On to the reveal!
“Jealousy is cute on you, Pen.”
“Don’t call me that,” I snap, pushing my coffee away from me. “And I’m not jealous.”
He leans back on the chair. “Sure. And I don’t think you’re adorable.” I jerk my eyes up. He’s smiling. Screw this—this is so frustrating. I tap my foot under the table.
“We’re stating the facts, right?” he says.
“Right,” I say.
I don’t have time for this. And what is wrong with this coffee? I feel like I swallowed a fire and it’s all just burning at my stomach.
“You look sick again,” he says.
The poorly—or perfectly—timed waitress comes back with Carter’s coffee and a whole tray of drinks. Carter, obviously, flirts again. I don’t know if he’s doing it to get a reaction out of me, but I’m not going to give him one. I watch him and say nothing, but the whole time it feels darker inside my head and my stomach whirs. It’s more empty, and more full, and unsettled at once. The waitress turns to leave a when it happens.
The waitress coughs, as if she suddenly can’t breathe, and trips. She flies across the air. The tray spills all over a table of four. I gasp, horrified. Another waitress grabs her by the waist, trying to give her the Heimlich. The waitress coughs out the gum. She’s crying hysterically, apologizing to the customers dripping with water.
The weirdest part? As soon it happens, all the fury that was building up inside of me disappears. It’s calm again, normal. The change is so sudden that my fingernails dig into the table. All I can hear is the waitress’s cry.
“I don’t know what happened,” she sobs over and over again. I close my eyes. Everything inside me is completely still. No storm, no clawing, no emptiness or fullness. In fact, I’m suddenly starving.
Carter’s looking at me when I open my eyes. There’s something unsettling in his gaze, something suspicious.
“I gotta go,” I say. He starts to say something. I don’t stay long enough to find out what it is.
Somehow I just did magic.
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Congrats on your upcoming release, Danielle! Your story sounds amazing! Hope to get my hands on that eARC! 🙂
Love the cover and this sounds cool! Good luck and congrats on the upcoming release!
The cover looks fantastic! Sounds like a great read…and an awesome release day (my birthday…ha!). Good luck! 🙂
Purple on the cover makes it an automatic awesome! The story sounds amazing too!
Nice!!