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This week will be devoted to excerpts from the three books we have presented during this month! We vill start of with The burning star and then we will give you excerpts from Big bad bite and secret manoeuvres on Wednesday and Friday as well. Happy reading!
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Excerpt from the burning star by Jessie Lane
All I could think was that if I
concentrated on cleaning his gash then maybe I wouldn’t make myself look like
an idiot anymore. The concentrating helped because I could just feel his eyes
on me. I wanted to ask him what he was thinking, or why he was staring, but I
thought it was better to just stay quiet and clean his arm. I worked quickly
and when I was done I looked up into his face with a somewhat steely
determination not to make an ass out of myself anymore today. “Hey, you think
you can handle it if we clean it off with alcohol. I bet it’s going to sting
like a bitch, but I’m afraid it might get infected if we don’t.”
“Yeah, that’s fine.” He said as he
concentrated on my face.
“Are you sure? Because a cut like that,
I bet it’s going to hurt. Like hurt a lot.” I inwardly debated if he was trying
to be brave, or if he was nuts enough that he just didn’t care. My bet was
nuts.
Ryan put on a confident face and said,
“I think I can handle it. But if it makes you feel any better I promise I won’t
scream like a little girl.”
Well at least I could go get the
alcohol without feeling like I hadn’t warned him properly. “Ok, wait here. I’ll
go get the alcohol out of the bathroom, and I’ll be right back.” I headed out
of the kitchen and turned right down the hall towards that bathroom. I snagged
it out from underneath the bathroom sink cabinet and hurried back to the
kitchen because some part of my brain still couldn’t believe that there was an
exceptionally hot half naked guy in my kitchen. But sure enough I rounded the
corner and he was still standing there waiting for me. “So, do you want me to
like pat it on with the rag or…”
“No just pour it straight into the
wound. That’s the best way to avoid any infection.” And with that comment he
positioned his arm over the sink so that we wouldn’t make a mess. I just shook
my head. He really was nuts.
“I’m betting twenty bucks you scream
like a girl.” I chided.
“And I’m betting a date with you that I
won’t scream like a girl.” He stared intently at my shocked face with a cocky
little grin as I absorbed his comment in.
“Ok.” Really? I thought to myself. That’s
all you can come up with is ‘ok’? He’ll think you’re oh so smooth now. In fact,
I’m sure I just won the ‘smooth award’ somewhere.
I shook my head and gingerly started to
pour the alcohol into the gash that ran nearly from his shoulder to
right above his elbow. As I braced myself for the scream that I was sure he had
coming, when the alcohol hit his wound he gasped from the pain and then snapped
his jaw shut. His face became clenched and contorted from pain and his entire
body literally locked up in a spasm of sorts. Jerking the bottle upright and
setting it on the kitchen counter; I stared into his distorted face. He was in
so much pain that I had absolutely no idea how he was not screaming. His body
shuddered and then I saw where there were beads of sweat on his forehead that
started trickling down his face.
I inadvertently took a step back from
him afraid that he was going to crack and instead of screaming throw a punch or
something. Then the strangest thing happened; I felt a blast of hot air that
was strong enough to lift my hair a little as if it was in a breeze and then
there was a rich smell of some kind of flowers I couldn’t identify that
practically engulfed my senses. My body started tingling in response to
something, and I felt a flash of heat ripple through me. Then as quickly as it
had started, it was over. I looked around my house somewhat wildly for a minute
trying to figure out what just happened. “What was that? Ryan did you feel
that?”
“Feel what Kay? The alcohol burning the
crap out of my arm. Yes, I most certainly felt that.” He was looking at me
somewhat analytically, and I thought that maybe he was thinking that I belonged
in the loony farm or something.
I was seriously going to have to reread
the side effects of that new medication I was on. Maybe I was having
hallucinations? But it felt so real. In fact, my body was still humming with
something that I couldn’t place.
“Right, you’re right. It must have been
the heater coming on or something. I just wonder when my mom got that smelly
thing. It has such a strong smell of some kind of flower.” I started scanning
the wall outlets for an air freshener plug in and then the counters for some
kind of new smelly candle. Nothing. There had to be an explanation for it. The
hot air came on and hit whatever air freshener Mom had put out, right?
“Kay, are you all right?” The way Ryan
was watching me now I was obviously never getting that date. What a freak he must think I am.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine. Sorry, I guess
I’m a little out of it today. How’s your arm? I guess we should wrap it up
now.” I reached for the ace bandage and shook my head to clear the crazy fog
that was still in there. I glanced up into Ryan’s face before I touched his arm
just to make sure that he was ok with me trying to take care of him.
He must want me to
stand, like, fifty feet back so he didn’t catch my crazy.
Buy the book:
The doctors have told Kay that she will die before she reaches her eighteenth birthday. Her mother’s determination to save her life leads them to a move outside of Asheville, NC to a new set of cancer specialists in the hopes to help her. But it’s not what Kay and her Mom find in the doctor’s offices in Asheville that lead them on the journey to save her before time runs out. It’s what Kay finds in the woods outside of Asheville, and an inhumanly gorgeous guy named Ryan, instead.
Myths and fairy tales come to life before Kay’s eyes, bringing her closer to the ultimate cure if she can stay alive long enough to get there. And if the cancer doesn’t kill her before she finds the cure the secrets her mother has hidden from her may be the beginning of the end.
Can she reach her destiny before tragedy strikes?
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