We are so excited to bring you the Release Day Launch of
Heather Self's THE ONE!! THE ONE is a Young Adult Paranormal/Science
Fiction novel and is Heather’s first published novel.
Seventeen-year-old Eveline Fallon has lived her entire life
on the move—and she hates it.
Believing her to be the fulfillment of an ancient prophecy,
her parents have done whatever it takes to stay one step ahead of those who
wish to see her dead in order to keep the prophecy unfulfilled and the doorway
between the worlds closed.
But Eveline isn’t fully convinced that her parents’ beliefs
match her own. What she does believe is that Leadville, Colorado, and the
sanctuary offered may be the chance she’s been waiting for.
The chance to be somewhere safe. The chance for her to make
friends and have fun. The chance to finally date a guy.
The chance to be a normal girl, at least as normal as
possible for someone not human.
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....I felt my bed dip and sighed,
“I’m getting up now.”
“I should hope so. You wouldn’t want me
to be late on my first day.”
I squeaked and frantically pushed the covers from my head making a tangled mess of my hair. I shoved the hair outmy face,
spitting out the pieces that stuck to my
lips, to glare at the figure sitting at the foot of my bed.
He grinned, “That’s an interesting look for you.
What do you call it?” I brushed my hair down again and sat up
trying to find my voice amidst the shock of him
being in my room—of appearing in my
room. “You’ve got about ten minutes
before I need to pop you over to
the fam so hop to it, love, and I’ll give you
your reward.”
I put my hands on my hips, causing the blanket to pool in my lap. The teasing look left his eyes as he took in myshoulders, bared by the spaghetti straps of
my V-neck tank. His eyes roamed over the exposed
skin, each pause of hisglance a visual caress. I crossed my arms, unintentionally revealing even more of myself to him, and he inhaled sharply.
His eyes flashed to mine, and he searched my face.
He slid along the edge of the bed to where I had my back
pressed against the wall, his gaze never leaving
mine. I was effectively caged in,
his body on one side of me and the arm he was leaning
on placed by my opposite hip.
He radiated heat into the infinitesimal gap that
separated our bodies. My lips parted on a swiftly in drawn breath, and when he
glanced down at them, I bit
the bottom one in anticipation. Chase groaned softly,
and heat flared in his eyes. Bracing a hand on
the wall beside my head, he leaned in closer. With the other he cupped my face, rubbing his roughthumb over the smoothness of my cheek.
We inhaled short shallow gasps through our mouths,
and he dipped his head, stopping just short
of the spot Iached to have him touch. My lips tingled in anticipation.
“Why can’t I get you out my head?”
The vapor of his breath tasted sweet as
I inhaled, and I waited for him to move that last
excruciating millimeter.
Abides in Texas with her four loves—three human, and one furry—and
tries to Keep Austin Weird. Survives writing, and editing by consuming copious
amounts of Godiva and coffee, and using Spotify playlists. Self-confessed nerd
and lover of BBC programs, particularly Doctor Who and Sherlock. Twitter
connoisseur, Facebook avoider, and blogger un-extraordinaire.
♥♥♥ Thanks, Mandy!
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