by K.L. Kranes
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: October 2nd 2016
Sanguaro Books
Dagny lives a
dangerous life. Pursued by an unknown enemy, Dagny and her family are always on
the run and must use magic to stay hidden and safe. When Dagny meets Marc,
everything changes. For the first time, she can imagine a future that doesn't
involve constantly changing her life. Despite the risk, Dagny vows to stop
running. But as their enemies start closing in, Dagny wonders if she can ever
really live a normal life and if she can actually trust Marc.
This fast-paced debut novel by K.L. Kranes
merges fantasy and romance and takes the reader on an exciting magical
adventure.
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Dagny
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until this point I had done a laudable job of evading my interest in him. I was
not taken in by his affable nature. I was definitely not mesmerized by the way
his gray-blue eyes crinkled at the edges into small triangles when he smiled.
His long, prestigious nose and chiseled angular jaw also had no effect on me.
Neither did the sexy scar on his neck. Also, I refused to be influenced by the
way his muscular arms looked in his t-shirt. Some might say he was “cut” but I
really didn’t notice.
Marc’s
steel blue eyes glanced at me and my chest tightened. I was such a liar.
“Folks,
this is the Captain speaking, we are preparing for our final decent,” said the
voice over the loudspeaker. “For those of you who are headed to Dulles airport
in Virginia after the layover, it looks as though due to a weather pattern in
the East, we will not be able to get you there this evening. Please go to the
ticket counter for assistance with lodging or re-booking flights.”
What
did he say? We would have to stay in Vegas overnight? Excitement involuntarily rocketed
through my body.
“I
guess we’ll have more than 4 hours,” Marc said. My heart quickened.
The
plane dropped suddenly and then leveled off. I grabbed the armrest and took a calming
breath. I could Travel above the world on the wings of a raven but I hated to
do it with just the wings of a plane. I’d rather fly using magic. It seemed
safer.
My
mother always held my hand on the landing. She’d squeeze it tightly and I would
know it would be OK. I choked back a sob. She would never do that again.
Marc
placed his palm on my hand. “You OK?” he asked.
The
gesture was intimate, too intimate. I pulled my hand away. It was pointless.
Sure, he was possibly attracted to this body. It was just a body, though. What
would happen when he met the real me? I had been very careful with everything I
said, so far. But I didn’t remember some of the most basic things. I would say
something dumb. It was inevitable. He would start to see there is something
wrong with me, that I’m not a real person. I’m just a broken soul wearing a
person as a costume. Why would he want that?
He put
his hand back in his lap awkwardly. The plane lurched and shook. I gripped the armrest
tighter. His hand tensed as though he wanted to try to comfort me again. Shame washed
over me.
The
tires struck the tarmac and screeched as the plane finally touched down. Our
bodies fought to stay still as the pilot yanked the break. Finally, the plane
slowed and started taxiing to the gate.
K.L.
Kranes lives in the Washington, DC metro area with her husband, daughter and
their adorable dog. She graduated from Virginia Tech with a degree in
Communications. K.L. moved to New York City after college and worked in public
relations before returning to her true passions of writing and editing. She
currently works as a freelance writer and editor. In her spare time, she enjoys
hanging out with her family and trying out new potential hobbies. Her latest
endeavors include driving her dog crazy as she learns the guitar and making a
fool of herself as a novice swing dancer.
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