Friday, 14 November 2014

PROMOTION & INTERVIEW - TAINTED ENERGY BY LYNN VROMAN


Title: Tainted Energy
Author: Lynn Vroman
Release Date: 4th November 2014

BLURB from Goodreads
For seventeen-year-old Lena, living in the trailer park with the rest of town’s throwaways isn’t exactly paradise. Dealing with a drunken father who can't keep his fists to himself doesn’t help matters either. The only good thing in her life, other than track, is the mysterious man who visits her dreams, promising to find her.
When a chair burns her arms, Lena chalks it up to stress-induced crazy. Yet as bizarre incidents escalate, even being crazy can’t explain it all away… until one day dream guy does find her.
Tarek lost Lena seventeen years ago after she was accused of treason and marked Tainted. He finally discovers her reborn on Earth into a life of suffering as punishment for her crime. However, someone else has already found her… and wants her dead. Willing to sacrifice everything, he fights to keep her safe so she can live the only life she’s ever known—even if that life doesn’t include him.


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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Born in Pennsylvania, Lynn spent most of her childhood, especially during math class, daydreaming. Today, she spends an obscene amount of time in her head, only now she writes down all the cool stuff.

With a degree in English Literature, Lynn used college as an excuse to read for four years straight. She lives in the Pocono Mountains with her husband, raising the four most incredible human beings on the planet. She writes young adult novels, both fantasy and contemporary.







EXCERPT

She reached for her coffee, brushing my hand with her fingers. I pulled back to let her take my hand warmer without opening my eyes. After a sip, her loud voice interrupted the silence. "What happened?"
Never thought of myself as transparent–except to Wilma. I didn't even have to talk for her to know something weighed on me. Knowing me for...what...my whole life probably had a lot to do with it.
But no way would I tell her about last night. I didn't need another person I cared about thinking I boarded the crazy train. "He hit her again."
"That sadistic piece of garbage needs to be hung up by his balls."
I snorted. She had a way with words, my lunch lady. "You volunteering?"
Her knuckles whitened on the steering wheel, and her face developed blotchy red patches across her pudgy cheeks. "You have no idea how much I'd love the job."
"I'll be out of there soon. No need to take his balls." I slouched in the seat. "Besides, I'm sure those shriveled up a long time ago."
She snorted this time, setting her coffee in the holder. Smoothing frizzy black curls away from her face, she said, "Found a place in town, looked decent. I'm thinking of taking it."
The news didn't surprise me. Wilma had lived in that double wide for years, but when I told her about my plan to move a week ago, she started grumbling about how much she hated her house and needed a change. Guess it didn't matter hers was the nicest dump in the park.
With a grin, I looked her way. "I think that's a great idea."
She nodded, never taking her eyes off the road.






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