Title: Some Thing Like Voodoo
Author: Rebecca Hamilton
Audience: Young Adult
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Formats: E-book and Paperback
Publisher: Immortal Ink Publishing
Cover by: Quality Book Works
Editor: Quality Book Works
Expected Date of Publishing: October 31st, 2014
BLURB supplied by Sparkle Book Tours
High School can be a witch.
A teen girl with the ability to ‘see’ people before they die shouldn’t need to lie constantly to make life sound interesting, but that doesn’t stop Emily from spinning stories faster than she can keep up.
After transferring to a new school, Emily’s ‘dull’ life is shaken to the core by the appearance of Noah, a boy not rattled by her tall tales and with secrets of his own. A too-handsome-for-his-own-good senior, Noah needs Emily’s special gifts to save him from Sarah, queen bee of the school’s ‘It Girls’, whose own supernatural abilities force Noah into a life of silence and solitude. But when Emily tries to free him, things go awry, and she ends up on Sarah’s hit list herself.
Now, new friends and makeup tests are the least of Emily’s problems, and in order to keep Emily alive, Noah must suffer under Sarah’s spell. But as their feelings for each other grow, Emily and Noah find themselves on a collision course with Sarah and the ‘It Girls’ that will lead not only to the fight of their lives for a chance at romance, but also to a shocking revelation that will tie the teenagers together in ways Emily never imagined.
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Romantically charged and eerily chilling, Something Like Voodoo weighs the choice of saving your life versus fighting for a life worth saving. This paranormal romance will put a spell on you.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Rebecca Hamilton is a bestselling Paranormal Fantasy author who also dabbles in Horror and Literary Fiction. She lives in Florida with her husband and four kids. She enjoys dancing with her kids to television show theme songs and would love the beach if it weren’t for the sand. Having a child diagnosed with autism has inspired her to illuminate the world through the eyes of characters who see things differently. She is represented by Rossano Trentin of TZLA and has been published internationally, in three languages.
I sighed heavily, preparing myself to step out of the car. This was it. The start of my next rotten school experience. Junior year, half done, and then just one more year to survive. I would take Dad’s advice and let this be a fresh start. Mainly, I wouldn’t try to make friends this time. That never worked out well. Just go to class, don’t talk to anyone, and go home. They key was avoiding eye contact. I could do that. I just needed to . . . get out of the car. That was the first thing.
So I did. I got out, boots crunching the snow, and slung my backpack over my shoulder. Then I focused only on the front doors to the main entrance. Get from here to there. That’s all I had to do. Tell some lady or some man at some desk who I was and pick up my class schedule.
Halfway there now.
Someone shouted, “Hey,” just as I walked into something solid.
“Ow.” I grabbed my shoulder and looked up to see what caused the damage.
Apparently something solid was someone solid.
“Watch where you’re going,” the solid person said.
Heaven help me, I looked up, instinctively, to see who was speaking. Staring back at me were the most intense cerulean eyes, framed by the darkest lashes, and a storm brewing in his gaze. Whoever he was.
So much for avoiding eye contact.
“I’m—I’m, uh, wow. Sorry.” I scurried past him, but he grabbed my arm, spinning back again. “Whoa! Look, I said—”
“No.” He shook his head. “I’m sorry. You’re new here?”
Being new was perhaps the worst thing to be in high school. “Um, no. I just skip school a lot.”
He laughed, the anger lines that creased his forehead earlier dissipating. “Come on, brat. I’ll show you to the office.”