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Book details:
Going Thru Hell by T.J. Loveless
Publication date: October 1st 2013
Genres: Fantasy, Mythology, New Adult
Blurb :
KYLIE RIPPONS is a SpongeBob pajama bottom wearing, Dodge Ram 1500 4×4 driving, USDA certified klutz, coffee-addicted mortal, seeking a normal life despite the constant harassment of gods and the ability to braid time.
Kylie sees actions and consequences as bright, shining timelines in her head. Born with the power to gather the strings and braid them into a new chain of events, she is the weapon of choice for many pantheons in their never ending wars. But using the ability requires fuel, and for a mortal, it means a piece of her soul.
One Mesopotamian goddess, the only forsaken Valkyrie, and a rogue, immortal, Berserker ally with Kylie. Constant harassment forces the group to take drastic action, and go on the offensive. She must braid time to save friends, and herself, as the gods drive them into situations in which she must choose: braid time, save her friends, and lose pieces of her mortal soul, or become slave to the pantheon of her choice.
Deception by an old friend sends Kylie fleeing to her parents’ home, where she hid her son, Riot. She’s too late, the gods found Riot and hold him hostage. Searching for him, Kylie experiences the most devastating betrayal of all.
Kylie faces her worst nightmare: kill a friend and permanently hide Riot, leaving him motherless, or become a slave in exchange for his safety, leaving her soulless and insane.
If only the gods allowed for personal choice.
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Meet the author:
T.J. Loveless has been reading and writing stories since the fourth grade. She writes predominantly in the Spec Fic genres. A former copy/content editor at a small pub house, she now freelances at Cliffhanger Editing.
She lives with The Writing Zoo, a Hubby who prefers her mood when writing, and a teenager who loves to tells stories of her mother on the floor trying to visualize "legs all akimbo" and how Writing Momma has long, often yelling, conversations with the computer screen.
She lives with The Writing Zoo, a Hubby who prefers her mood when writing, and a teenager who loves to tells stories of her mother on the floor trying to visualize "legs all akimbo" and how Writing Momma has long, often yelling, conversations with the computer screen.
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Curious about her book? Here is an excerpt :
The headache
started, pounding to the rhythm of my heartbeat. I silently begged to faint,
but the power demands payment. There is no credit card or forgiveness for
changing the strings of time. It doesn't care I only braided a mere twenty
minutes. The ledger must always remain in the black.
“Hey,
good looking,” a masculine voice called.
Bloody hell. I glanced around, hoping someone else pulled up and
captured the guy's attention. No such luck. The truck and Ferrari remained the
only two cars at the pumps. I cursed silently while ignoring him. The earthy
smell surrounded me, filled with green things, sun and a summer's breeze.
“Do you ignore everyone?”
I jumped. I turned to find a
tall, muscular, handsome male. Long brown hair streaked with various shades of
silver, and a well-trimmed gray beard carted streaks of brunette, giving the
impression of a mature man. He wore a black, faded AC/DC t-shirt, shabby blue
jeans and black boots. His ice blue eyes caught my attention and held it.
The last one
disappeared, leaving Aki to stand in the middle, turning slowly, the image of a
grizzly bear superimposed over his form. He fell forward, hands out to catch
himself. Blood splashed upwards in a graceful and grotesque arc, covering his
upper body and face. He sat on his feet, sword laid carefully over his thighs,
chin resting on the massive chest.
“Do not
mock me,” his voice low and tight.
“Mocking
you? Me? Nooo. I genuinely disdain you and all you stand for.” The threads
vibrated, the need to braid becoming almost impossible to resist. The secondary
ability rushed to the surface of my skin.
Come on, you big bastard, touch me, I
thought.
“Do not doubt that I will hurt
you for such disrespect!” Spittle landed on my cheek.
“Can't disrespect what I never
respected in the first place. Thought you guys were supposed to have a superior
intellect.” My palms began to melt the plastic ties.
Come on, come on, before I lose control.
His hand wrapped around my
throat and squeezed. My wrists popped apart and I grabbed his forearm, the
power sliding over him as the heat from my palms burned his skin. He jerked, but
it was too late.
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