Hi! This is the blitz for The Reluctant Sacrifice by Kerr-Ann Dempster. This blitz includes a blog only giveaway opportunity for a chance to win a copy of The Reluctant Sacrifice, a blitz-wide giveaway opportunity for a chance to win a swag pack and a signed paperback copy of The Reluctant Sacrifice, an excerpt, and an interview. Enjoy!
Majestic wings slapped the air. With beaks pointed toward the ground, the hawks plunged into the market. Shrieking, the shoppers covered their heads and ducked. But the hawks did not attack. With a burst of feathers, they transformed into naked, muscular men and women. Wings and tails billowed out like smoke, and then formed hooded, feathered cloaks around their bodies.
The crowd heaved a collective gasp. I did not. I could do nothing but stare at Joshua Kaito. He stood twenty feet in front of me. Hair as black as soot spilled down to his chin, and sunlight bounced off the crystal in the gold medallion at his throat. Shape- shifting had hardened his features, sharpening them in a way that made him beautiful, but also terrifying to look at. A whirlwind of emotions whipped through me.
Did his lips recall mine? “Please remember,” I whispered.
Joshua’s head swung to the left. I followed his gaze. My heart plunged when I saw Mom. She was hard to miss since she was the only one moving. Making no effort at stealth, she shouldered her way toward the gate.
Joshua’s narrowed eyes clouded with doubt, but then blazed with purpose when Mom flipped him off. “Over there,” he hollered, pointing to Mom.
Mom bolted. Joshua dashed after her like a comet. His fellow hunters followed, jabbing elbows and knees into those who blocked their paths. Panic rolled through the crowd. Fear screamed at me to go with the tide of bodies to safety, but instincts—or stupidity—screamed at me to stay.
I planted my feet, but I was no match for the crowd. I crashed to the ground, skinning my palms on the pavement. Using my backpack as leverage, I pushed my body upright.
No sooner had I stood than a leg the size of a tree trunk struck me in the stomach. Pain ripped through my chest, threatening to split my heart in two. The ground tilted up to kiss my cheek. Shades of gold danced beneath my eyelids. Then the world turned to black.
Question: Five authors you’d like to meet?
- J. K. Rowling. The woman is a genius. Her world building and attention to detail is second to none.
- C.S. Lewis. His creativity is beyond anything we’re seeing today. He had just the perfect mixture of light and darkness without being heavy-handed.
- Nnedi Okorafor. Everything about her writing is fearless. I can’t get enough.
- Stephen King. He’s an expert on all things dark, creepy, and bloody.
- Ted Dekker. He gets it. He knows how to craft thought-provoking stories that stay in your head for years after reading them.
Question: You’re stuck in an elevator, which 5 book boyfriends do you want for company?
- Joe Hardy from The Hardy Boys. What can I say? A girl never gets over her first book-boyfriend.
- Ren from Wicked. If you have to ask why, then you should read the book. I’d wrestle Ivy for a chance with this dude. Just saying.
- Edward Cullen form Twilight. Because I’d still like to hear his perspective, and it’s obvious Stephanie Meyer isn’t publishing Midnight Sun. Plus, I’d like to see the look on his face when he hears he’s now Edythe in the gender-swapping remake.
- Harry Potter. I’ll need someone to put a binding spell on Edward when he gets thirsty and decides to tap a vein
- Coy Brady. He’s from my novel, The Reluctant Sacrifice. Honestly, he was so much fun to write and interact with (in my head), that I would love more time with him. Plus, you know “muscles plus accent equals chew-your-arm-off hot.”
Question: Why do you write Young Adult Novels?
Because at 30 years old, I still read YA novels. Being an adult is tons of fun, but it comes with immense responsibilities. Also, as an adult, I don’t have many firsts left to enjoy. Writing and reading YA brings back fond memories that bill-paying
and gray hairs have caused me to forget. Plus, let’s face it, the stories are more authentic and interesting than the ones I read as a teen. Don’t get me wrong. I loved Sweet Valley High and The Hardy Boys, but I would have killed for some Harry Potter and Beautiful Creatures. I was raised in a strict household and fantasy novels were a big no-no. Now, I gobble them up and churn them out every chance I get.
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