Title:
Sins of the Fallen
Author:
Karina Espinosa
Genre:
YA Fantasy
Book Blurb:
When seventeen-year-old Maximillion
Taylor and his best friend, Jones go to a house party, he doesn't expect to get
kidnapped—much less by a succubus—and she's not the only one on the hunt.
Thrown into a world of angels and demons, where nothing and no one is what they
seem, Max ventures to find his true identity and learn to fight the demons who
pursue him. When his origin is revealed, it's a race against the clock for a
battle that will determine whether he can protect the ones he loves or succumb
to his true nature. Through lies, betrayal, love and pain, Max must prepare to
face the demons before it is too late…
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Excerpt:
Getting closer to the stairwell, I got a
look at them and my voice got caught in my throat. This was some cloak and
dagger crap.
Jones got up from his seat. I couldn’t
see his face well but his tone was so serious I almost didn’t believe it.
“You know she doesn’t like coming here.
It’s too risky, and trust me Xavier; we won’t be accountable for your fall.
Things have dragged on for too long and we are pushing our luck. Let us not get
too comfortable.”
“Your words are wise, but mine are
wiser. Always remember Loran, live before you teach, because you cannot teach
what you have not lived. With that said, I think we should wrap this up for
another time. I want to meet with the both of you.”
As they were preparing to go their
separate ways, I started backing away to my room when the floor creaked
underneath my feet and they froze in place. Damn
these wooden floors.
They looked at each other immediately
and in unison, looked up to the stairs where I was watching them.
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Author Bio:
Born in New York City, my family picked
up and moved to South Florida when I was twelve. After high school I spent the
next few years traveling and experiencing what life had to offer me. At twenty
four years old, I'm back in South Florida in my third year of
University-majoring in Communication studies. When not in the writing cave, I
usually have my nose in a book or on Netflix, cut off from the world with a
huge bowl of ice cream.
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