Title: Entrusted
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Word Count:
Query:
When
seventeen year old Emma's best friend turns out to be protective
spirit, she never imagined he was sent to save her from her boyfriend
Luke. Emma may not have a family and lived in group homes her whole
life, but even she knows love shouldn’t come at a price. In
an attempt to escape Luke’s obsessive control, Emma is pulled into a
world of Native American legend, and hidden powers of telepathy begin to
emerge. Able to hear the thoughts of those around her would be an
advantage, that is if Luke wasn’t able to block her. As her powers grow
stronger she learns about Skinwalkers—witches who alter their shape to
wreak havoc on humans. And Luke is one of them. Disguised
as a raven, Luke watches, waiting until Emma turns eighteen so he can
reclaim the powers that are rightfully his, even if it means killing
everyone in his way.
When
Emma meets Solomon, a young medicine man, he offers her protection. But
knowing what happened to the last person she befriended and unsure of
Solomon’s true intentions, she pushes him away. When the
connection with Solomon and his family becomes too strong, Emma knows
she can’t turn her back on her first chance at real love. She must
learn to use the powers she’s been entrusted to defeat Luke, or risk
losing the only family she has ever known.
First Page:
Before the car had come to
a complete stop I knew whoever was inside had a hold on me.
“Is that a new one?”
Greg slid off the trunk of my car and started stretching for our run
“Guess so.” I shrugged.
The car pulled along the
sidewalk and the man driving got out. I followed Greg to the grass and
attempted to look casual even though my heart was racing.
“Put your tongue back in
your mouth. You haven’t even seen who’s in there yet. Maybe it’s a girl,” he
teased. Greg was my running partner and the only real friend I’d ever had.
“There’s just something…” I
let my voice trail off when the back door to the car opened and a boy about my
age stepped out.
My heart pulled in my chest
when my eyes fell on the large black and purple bruise covering the side of his
face. His lip was split open and a faint line of stitches held a gash
across his cheek closed. I wanted to see his eyes, to know that whatever
had happened to him hadn’t broken him. But he kept his head cast
down. He hoisted his bag over his shoulder and followed the man into the
yard.
“Hey Emma.” The case worker
nodded at me.
“Hey.” I raised my chin in
a quick nod.
They walked up to the front door just as Mrs.
Farrar, the head of my Therapeutic Group Home, opened it.
Okay! If you are up for a challenge, I would love to see the first five chapters sent as an attachment directly to me. Terrie(@)akaliteraryllc(dot)com at your soonest convenience!
ReplyDeleteThank you,
Terrie
I think I would like to see the first three chapters of this one, too!
ReplyDeleteBrittany Booker
You can send it to brittany@thebookeralbertageny.com
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