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Holy
Hell!
After
battling her way back from Hell only to discover Luc didn't make it out, Lily
must rally the angels to descend back into the Devil's domain. Now she has
thirty days to rescue her angelic warrior boyfriend and break the curse to free
God before Lucifer and his demon army destroy all of humanity on Earth. Forget
passing the eleventh grade. Lily must face the ultimate final exam to give the
Devil his due and save the world before the reapers catch up and deliver the
death she cheated from them a year ago.
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Excerpt
“I can’t see a thing,” Belle said, leaning
forward in her seat as if that would help. But I knew how this played out because
I’d been here before. I was going to hit the water again, drown again, die
again. My heart raced and though I wasn’t in the water yet, I already had
trouble breathing.
“Mike!” I yelled, and he reached for me as
the car skidded to the edge of the bridge. Belle overcorrected and the car hit
the side, bending the rail down, and over we went.
A brief instant passed. The silver sliver
of the skinny moon’s reflection glinted in the black water below as we headed
straight for it.
“I got ya.” Mike gripped my hand tightly.
I closed my eyes and braced for impact.
All I could think was “unbelievable.”
Sarcasm. My last thought before dying was sarcastic. Perfect.
Then…impact. Painful, cold, breathtaking
impact. This time Mike was ready. He opened the doors easily and pulled me from
the car before it filled up and dragged us down to the dredges of the Missouri
River. I blacked out.
I woke up lying in the mud on the side of
the river. Belle and Mike glowed green as they healed me. I didn’t see Heaven
this time. I saw them hovering over me, while I coughed and choked back to
consciousness.
“What the hell?” I managed to blurt out
before another coughing fit took hold of me.
“We can’t walk to the church,” Belle said.
“She’s freezing now.”
“We could try to take her with,” Mike said
and gave her a knowing glance.
She looked at me for a second, then
shrugged. “We can try.”
Mike helped me into a sitting position.
“I’m going to try to take you with me the rest of the way to the church.”
“Wait. What just happened?” I asked as I
became more aware.
“I don’t know. We had an accident,” he
said.
“Yeah, an accident just like the one that
killed us before.”
About
the Author:
Shawna
Romkey
Shawna grew up
around farms in the heart of Missouri but went to the University of Kansas, was
raised in the US but now lives on the ocean in Nova Scotia with her husband,
two sons, an Irish wolfhound and a rescue mutt she loves to death. She’s a
non-conformist who follows her heart.
She has her BA in
creative writing from the University of Kansas where one of her plays was
chosen by her creative writing professor to be produced locally, and two of her
short stories were published in a university creative arts handbook. She earned her MA in English from Central
Missouri State University where she wrote a novel as her thesis.
She’s taught
English at the university and secondary levels for close to twenty years and
can’t quite fathom how all of her students have grown up, yet she’s managed to
stay the same. She’s a huge geek and fan
of Xena, Buffy and all kick ass women, and loves to write stories that have
strong female characters.
Twitter: @sromkey
Goodreads: https://goo.gl/cJIoxH
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