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Supernatural Six
Allie Burton, Brenda Pandos, Elle Casey, Juli Alexander, L.G. Castillo, Tawny Stokes
Publication date: November 1st, 2013
Genres: Supernatural, Young Adult
Synopsis:
Secret powers, genies, mermaids, angels, vampires and demons. There’s something for every paranormal enthusiast. Supernatural Six brings you six novels from six authors who know how to raise the stakes and tame the darkness.
Duality by Elle Casey (New York Times Bestselling Author) – Malcolm’s had a problem for as long as he can remember. No matter where he goes or what he does, he leaves misery in his wake. But then Rae shows up in his life, and everything changes. Darkness cleaves to light. Anger yields to joy. The question is whether she’ll be his salvation or his destruction.
Three Wishes by Juli Alexander – Not every seventeen-year-old girl works part time granting wishes, but when you’re a genie, you have obligations. Jen finally gets a shot as a drummer in her brother’s band. Just when it’s looking good for her, Leo Fuller shows up, and this bad boy genie’ s after more than just her drummer gig.
Atlantis Riptide by Allie Burton – Teen runaway Pearl craves anonymity, but when she saves a toddler from drowning she draws attention to her special water skills. Unknown to her, a war rages under the ocean and each side wants to use her powers for their cause. Pearl must choose her own destiny—ignore the churning seas or swim into battle.
Lash by L.G. Castillo – Banished angel Lash seeks to redeem himself by protecting Naomi, a woman who has lost her faith. But when danger threatens — and his passion for her swells — will he choose his cherished home or his heart?
The Emerald Talisman by Brenda Pandos – Julia Parker would trade her ability to feel others emotions in a heartbeat, especially half the boys in school. When a vampire hunter rescues her before she’s devoured by a bloodthirsty stalker, Julia discovers no one is safe. Unsure how to help, she seeks the advice of a psychic, only to find out she alone is the key to stopping the madness, problem is it’ll require her rescuer’s life.
Static by Tawny Stokes – Salem, a teenage groupie for the punk band Malice, gets more than she bargained for after a night of partying with the band–a headache, a stomachache and a sickness that’s turning her into something inhuman. Only Trevor, the roadie, can help her navigate her new world of danger, darkness, and love.
“Naomi, about what happened back
there.” Lash took a step back and brushed a hand through his hair. “I, uh, I
crossed a line that I shouldn’t have.”
“Oh.” She turned away. She
should have known better. She was just a mission for him to accomplish.
“I got carried away in the heat
of the moment.”
“Yeah, yeah. I get it.” She
waved him off.
“We’re still friends, right?”
“Yeah…friends.” She could barely
say the word. There was no expectation that they were or would ever be a couple
in the romantic sense. She admitted that she liked him and being friends was a
good thing. But why was it so painful?
Bear trotted to her, wagging her
tail, and Naomi picked her up. Bear gazed at her with sad eyes, sensing her
heartache and licked her hand.
The bed sank and Naomi felt him
behind her. She couldn’t let him see her like this, like some love-struck
teenage girl who just found out the quarterback of the football team only liked
her as a friend. She had to be strong.
“Are you crying?”
She bowed her head glad the
shadows hid her face. “No.” Good. Her voice sounded strong instead of the
driveling mess she felt like.
“Turn around.”
“No.”
“Let me see your face, Naomi.”
He moved closer to her.
“Go away.”
Bear barked, warning him to keep
his distance.
He reached around her, brushing
her arm as he patted Bear’s head. “Please.” His warm breath blew on her neck.
The tenderness in his voice tore
at her and her eyes grew wet. She took a couple of breaths, calming herself
before she spoke. “I get it. I’m a job for you, and you felt sorry for me.” She
stroked Bear’s fur. “I’ll be fine.”
She took another deep breath,
placed Bear on the floor, and took a pillow off the bed. She couldn’t stay in
the same room with him. It was too much. She liked him better when he was being
a smartass—that she could handle. She
needed to get back to the bathroom to be alone. Maybe she could sleep in there.
The bathtub didn’t look too bad in spite of the dark ring around it and the
questionable green stuff on the walls.
Lash grasped her hand and she
bit down on her lip, fighting back the strong feeling that bubbled up inside
her. She felt herself weaken as she sank back down on the bed, keeping her head
down. Don’t make me look at you. I’ll
break if I do.
Gently, he placed a hand under
her chin and lifted her face to his. His eyes swam with tenderness. She couldn’t
hold back anymore and she closed her eyes.
“My beautiful Naomi. Please don’t cry.”
Soft lips pressed against her
forehead and lingered, her breath caught at the heat of his touch. The
roughness of his chin grazed her skin as he moved to her eyelid and kissed it
and then to the other. Her chest rose and fell as his lips slid down to her
cheek, her nose, and then the other side of her face, chasing away the tears.
His nose glided along her cheek
and paused over her mouth, hovering, his frantic breath lingering with hers.
She was afraid to open her eyes. Afraid of what she’d see when she looked at
him. Then his voice, so soft, as if he was speaking from inside her mind,
whispered, “Naomi.”
She opened her eyes and her
breath hitched at the raw emotion on his face. The wall he kept around his
soul, his true self, disappeared. This was the real Lash—vulnerable, sweet and
passionate. She couldn’t deny the truth
that was sitting in front of her, tugging at her, consuming her. She loved him.
“Fight me.” His voice rasped as
a hand swept over her hair. “I shouldn’t be doing this. I don’t want to hurt
you.”
His words warred with the
longing on his face. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. Then she realized
what he was asking of her. He was an angel. He was on his way home. After
tonight, she would never see him again. The thought crushed her. In the back of
her mind, she knew there would be an end. He couldn’t be with her forever. The
end was soon, and this may be their last time together. Tonight, she’d follow
her heart, even if it meant her heart, her soul, would be left bleeding in the
end. If all they had was one night, one moment—she’d take it.
“You won’t.” She leaned in, her
mouth brushing lightly over his lips.
He quivered. “I can’t stop myself
anymore.”
Darkness enveloped me as I forged deeper into
the woods. I tried to keep my thoughts light and happy as my heart pumped a
little faster. The setting could have been a scene right out of a horror movie,
a genre which I faithfully avoided. I knew one day I’d be in a similar harmless
scenario that would only terrify me by fueling my over-active imagination.
On the other hand, walking with someone, like
a cute boy, would make this whole scary ordeal into a romantic dream. I shifted
my focus to imagine myself walking hand in hand with him. Maybe he’d stop, look
into my eyes and I’d get my first kiss.
The rustle of a fern next to me broke my
happy thoughts. I froze, stopping in the middle of the trail. With wide eyes, I
searched for the source. I held my breath, straining to listen for what seemed
like an eternity, as the noise of pounding blood filled my ears. I was ready to
run if something jumped out at me.
Nothing happened, so I took a little step
sideways. Still nothing, so I tried another step. Something launched itself out
of the bush towards me. I shrieked and shielded my eyes as it flew by my face.
My legs folded underneath me and I balled my
arms around my head. The last thing I wanted was a bat or some flying insect to
nest in my hair. The air couldn’t come into my lungs fast enough as I tried
calming myself down, suspecting every second I remained in this panicked state,
precious years were coming off the end of my life. I listened and heard nothing
further.
Mentally, I encouraged my legs to straighten,
but they were still frozen and starting to shake. My effort to soothe myself
wasn’t working. I took a few more deep breaths.
You’re just being paranoid.
You’re alone and you know it. Nothing in this forest can harm you. Just get
home.
My thoughts comforted me; my heartbeats
subsided to a normal rhythm in response. I opened my eyes to focus on my
surroundings. The cricket’s soft chirping encouraged me to stand up and keep
going. The walk home was really no big deal. I knew this path by heart. Ahead
was the suspended foot bridge that spanned the creek and I’d be home.
Courage replaced fear as I stood up, dusted
myself off and spotted the bridge’s lantern through the trees gently swaying in
the breeze. It softly beckoned to me, welcoming me in the darkness.
Over time, the creek’s erosion created a
large ravine that wrapped around the great redwoods of the forest. The cliff
sides were covered with ferns, ivy and moss, making perfect homes for little
birds and other animals—the same animals that were scaring the living daylights
out of me.
“If
you don’t bother me, I won’t bother you,” I whispered.
I gently stepped onto the time-weathered
bridge, causing it to shudder and creak. The last thing I needed was my
presence alerted. I tried my hardest to keep my shoes quiet as I walked across,
but it still moaned in protest.
Between the wood slats, I could see the moon
brightly reflecting off the water’s edge, rippling brilliantly in the current.
The gentle flow of the stream echoed in the caverns, softening the noises I
made. But when the wind picked up and ruffled the ferns, it swayed the massive
bridge.
My heart began to beat faster as the bridge
loudly groaned under the wind’s strain. Fear took over as I bolted the rest of
the way across, panting for air on the other side. An animal, startled by my
sudden wild movements, scurried into the brush. I jumped.
It’s just another animal,
Julia—don’t freak out!
This pack includes 6 novels by 6 authors at a special sale price of only $0.99, regular price for all these stories is $16.79, you save $15.80.
Elle Casey 
She is a full-time writer of New Adult and Young Adult titles in several genres, including romance, urban fantasy, sci-fi dystopian, and action-adventure. She's an American girl who's been living in southern France with her husband and three children since 2010. She loves chatting with her readers, so feel free to drop her a line.
You can find her on Facebook: www.facebook.com/ellecaseytheauthor or on her website: www.ElleCasey.com
Allie Burton
Allie didn’t realize having so many jobs would become great research material for the stories she writes. She has been everything from a fitting room attendant to a bike police officer to a professional mascot escort. She has lived on three continents and in four states and has studied art, fashion design, marine biology, and advertising.
When her kids asked, “when are you going to write a story we can read?” she switched from adult novels to Young Adult and Middle Grade and hasn’t looked back.
Allie is a member of the Society of Children’s Book Writers & Illustrators, Romance Writers of America including the Young Adult, Dallas Area Romance Writers and Heart of the Rockies chapters. She is also a member of Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers. Currently, she lives in Colorado with her husband and two children.
Tawny Stokes
Tawny has always been a writer. From an early age, she’d spin tales of serial killers in love, vampires taking over the world, and sometimes about fluffy bunnies turned bunnicidal maniacs. An honour student in high school, with a penchant for math and English, you’d never know it by the foot high blue Mohawk and Doc Martens, which often got her into trouble. No longer a Mohawk wearer, Tawny still enjoys old school punk rock, trance, zombie movies, teen horror films, and fluffy bunnies. She lives in Canada with her fantastical daughter, two cats, and spends most of her time creating new stories for teens.
You can visit her at http://www.tawnystokes.com or follow her on twitter @TawnyStokes
Tawny also writes adult fiction under the name Vivi Anna.
L.G. Castillo
L.G. (Linda) Castillo wrote her first story when she was ten and has been writing ever since. She took a break from writing fiction and poetry to focus on obtaining her Ph.D. in counseling psychology. She is now a licensed psychologist and currently works as a professor at a Texas university. Although she has published her psychological research in several professional journals and books, her dream is to publish a novel.
It wasn’t until she found the world of fanfiction that she became inspired to write stories again. She uploaded her first fanfiction novel under the pen name Lacrimosa Moon. With the support and encouragement of her readers (and lots and lots of caffeine), she wrote the first book of the Broken Angel trilogy, Lash, during National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo 2012).
When she’s not writing, she scours the Internet collecting frequent flyer miles and uses them to travel with her husband throughout Europe.
Brenda Pandos
Wife, Mother, Author, Computer Whisperer, Web/graphic designer,Chocolate connoisseur,Sister, Daughter, Aunt,Friend, Fun & Games Coordinator, Saved by Grace, Geek, Housekeeper, Laundress, Cook (occasionally), Chauffeur, Gardener, Nurse, and much more... not in that order.
Juli Alexander
Like many writers, I was a painfully shy child. I loved writing but would never have considered sharing my work with anyone. But I finally joined a writer's group, survived critique group sessions, and developed thick skin.
This process only took me until I was about thirty. Yeah, I was pretty dog-gone shy. Since I started sharing and submitting my work, there have been ups and downs. My most cherished moments are finaling in the Golden Heart, a prestigious contest held annually by the Romance Writers of America, winning a young adult short story contest, and cheering for my friends as they move from pre-published to published author.
The publishing industry has changed so thoroughly and rapidly in the last two years that writers are running to keep up.
I am a proud member of SCBWI and RWA. I work full time, have a rotten commute, am raising a teenage drummer-boy, and have way too many dogs.
For more about me, check me out on facebook and twitter.
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