Title: Speak of the Devil
Author: Shawna Romkey
Publisher: Crescent Moon Press
Genres: Young Adult Paranormal
Format Available: eBook
Speak of the Devil (young adult paranormal romance novel), published by Crescent Moon Press and released March 15, 2013.
What happens when falling in love and falling from grace collide?
High school junior Lily Tyler dies along with her two best friends in a car accident, but miraculously she comes back to life several minutes later. Unable to deal with her loss and her survivor’s guilt, she moves to her dad’s. While there trying to heal from this tragedy and come to terms with the event, she meets some people at her new school who are all too eager to help her. Struggling to fight her feelings for two of these strange new acquaintances, Luc and Mo, she finds out their true identities.
Lily must move on from the past, reconcile her feelings for Luc, and find a way to stop a divine war with the fallen angels, all while trying to pass the eleventh grade.
Speak of the Devil Blog Tour – An Excerpt from the book…
Luc waited on the hood of my beige Chevy, holes in his jeans, forearms resting on his knees. The sun had risen behind him and shone through his shaggy hair. All this time I knew I’d been crushing on him, but looking at him with his bright green eyes and his sly smirk, I knew I loved him.
When I looked in his eyes, I couldn’t turn away. It was like some stupid magical connection; when our eyes met I could read him. I knew what he thought and felt and knew he wasn’t just good, but pure, genuine, perfect. I felt the warmth and knew he loved me. “I know,” I said, probably not making any sense.
I couldn’t read minds or anything, but I could read Luc and knew he could read me. There was a link between us, and I longed to be with him every minute of every day. It was love in a sense I’d never experienced before. I was so confused about him at first, and it had scared me and kept me away. I wasn’t used to being touchy feely or making eye contact. I’d felt safer hiding behind my wall of hair, letting it block my view and keep everyone at a distance, especially since the accident.
But now, after talking with him and spending time with him, I knew what the feeling was. I could label it; name it and face it rather than hide from it. I loved Luc.
I loved everything about him. I loved the holes on the insides of his dirty black Converse All Stars. I loved his careless army flak jacket frayed at the cuffs. I loved the shape of his fingers. I loved his grin and his eyes and his shoulders. I couldn’t compare him to any other person or divine being. The intense feeling washed over me, obliterating the butterflies and making me feel whole, healed, restored.
I needed to be near him, his presence… so I walked slowly up to him. He looked at me strangely since I didn’t slow as I got to him. He straightened, but I moved until I closed in on him. I took his face in my hands and kissed him like I’d never kissed anyone in my life, as though my life depended on it, all the while knowing he could be gone tomorrow and we had no stable future together. All we had was the moment and the kiss. Love lit me up until I felt like I was brighter than the sun behind him, and finally… finally for the first time since I’d died, I felt alive again.
He put his hands up to stop me at first in a feeble attempt at best. Slowly his tension released and his body relaxed as he kissed me back. I felt like I was home. The kiss was light and innocent and sweet. It was pure and all encompassing. I didn’t feel the usual guilt for being happy. I didn’t feel sad for living. The kiss mended everything.
Flashes from the accident zipped through my brain at super speed, the crash, drowning, death. The images slowed when I got to the white space, the feathery space. Heaven. Hope. Happiness. All I’d felt when I’d been dead shot through me again. A release. A letting go. Peace. The rush of divinity didn’t scare me this time. Nothing scared me in Luc’s arms.
Shawna grew up around farms in the heart of Missouri but went to the University of Kansas, was raised in the US but now lives on the ocean in Nova Scotia with her husband, two sons, two rescue dogs and one overgrown puppy from hell. She’s a non-conformist who follows her heart.
She has her BA in creative writing from the University of Kansas where one of her plays was chosen by her creative writing professor to be produced locally, and two of her short stories were published in a university creative arts handbook. She earned her MA in English from Central Missouri State University where she wrote a novel as her thesis.
She’s taught English at the university and secondary levels for close to twenty years and can’t quite fathom how all of her students have grown up, yet she’s managed to stay the same. She’s a huge geek and fan of Xena, Buffy and all kick ass women, and loves to write stories that have strong female characters.
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