Author: Ava O’Shay
Audience: Young Adult
Formats: E-book and Paperback
Publisher: Ava O’Shay
Cover by: Raven Books and Design
Editor: Kara Leigh Miller
Pages: 314 pages
How Far would you go to protect the people you love?
Seventeen-year old Emma wants what every teenage girl wants: good friends, good grades, and a good looking boyfriend who only has eyes for her. Little does she know that in order to get one, she must sacrifice the other two.
When Luke, Emma’s apparently devoted boyfriend, sets in motion a series of events, Emma finds herself in the middle of an ancient war strategically taking out anyone who gets close to her. Emma seeks refuge in a small coastal town and is introduced to Solomon, a mysterious Native American warrior. Unsure of who exactly are the good guys, Emma is hesitant to trust anyone. But when her feelings for Solomon begin to grow, Emma has difficulty remembering loving her may come at a high price. Now she must decide: can she trust Solomon with her heart? And just how far will she go to protect it?
I closed my eyes. I couldn’t look at him and say what I needed to say. I wanted to accept his help, I wanted so badly not to be alone but I was afraid. “I was told not to trust you. I need more time but he’ll come. He’ll eliminate you. That’s what he does.”
He leaned toward me, his tone stern. “You have to live the life you have been given. You did not cause nor deserve what has happened. Don’t force yourself to shut people out before you give them a chance. I’m stronger than you think.” His voice hovered over me. “You can trust me. I’ll never hurt you. And I’m not asking to be your friend. You have no choice in my involvement. Accept my help or not, I’m here to stay.”
My eyes were drawn to his. The pull toward him was overwhelming. I was losing my resolve.
“Why are you afraid of me?” His words turned soft and I wondered if I had heard them at all. “When I come…why are you afraid?”
“I don’t know who to believe.” I sighed. “My mind is being told too many things. I don’t know what I am. What you are. I am afraid for you. I don’t want to be responsible for another life.”
He took my hand and rubbed it against his cheek. So soft, I thought. No stubble. Flashes of Luke’s rough skin against my cheek when he’d finally kissed me slithered through my thoughts. My breath caught. I closed my eyes, trying to regain my own thoughts, to push the hard kiss from my mind. Luke’s words echoed through me. I was your first kiss.
Solomon leaned forward and touched his lips to my cheek, lingering briefly before moving away.
After many years trudging through the social awkwardness of high school and the whirl wind of college romances I finally landed in the Seattle area writing about the hell, horror, and don’t forget hot romance of youth.
I love all things outdoors and can be found hiking, kayaking, mountain biking, or doing anything that will work up a good sweat. I love to interact with my readers and meet them at signings.