This is an exciting day! Stacey is one of my CP's and a good friend so I am very excited for her debut novel's release.
Blurb: Since
her mother vanished nine years ago, Anamae and her father have shared a quiet
life. But when Anamae discovers a brooch identical to her mother's favorite
pendant, she unknowingly invites a slew of trouble into their world. When the
brooch and the pendant are worn together they're no longer pretty pieces of
jewelry -- they're part of a highly developed technology capable of cloaking
the human form. Triggering the jewelry's power attracts the attention of a
secret society determined to confiscate the device -- and silence everyone who
is aware of its existence. Anamae knows too much, and now she's Enemy Number
One.
She's forced to leave her father behind when she's taken in by a group
determined to keep her safe. Here Anamae searches for answers about this hidden
world. With her father kidnapped and her own life on the line, Anamae must
decide if saving her dad is worth risking her new friends’ lives. No matter
what she does, somebody is going to get hurt.
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18130928-forget-me-not?from_search=true
What
Others Had to Say:
"I
certainly won't be forgetting Nash's debut, FORGET ME NOT! A vividly fast-paced
tale with adventure, secrets, and kissing!" -Kimberly P. Chase, Author of
THE APOLLO ACADEMY.
"Vivid, fresh, and unforgettable!" - Kimberly P. Chase, Author of THE
APOLLO ACADEMY.
About the Author:
Stacey grew up in the
Hunter Valley of New South Wales. It is an area nestled between mountains and
vineyards. Full of history and culture, it provides wonderful writing
inspiration. After dabbling with poetry during her teen years, Stacey stopped
writing until after university when she was married with young children. Now
she loves nothing more than spending her days with her children and writing
when inspiration strikes.
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Excerpt:
The gas meter
beeps when he reaches the top of the staircase. Coming upstairs seems kind of
strange. I mean, surely gas leaks would have to be a kitchen thing. The beeping
sets my teeth on edge, and I just want it to stop. Maybe there’s something
wrong, but here in the upstairs hall?
“That doesn’t
sound good,” I mutter.
“It means there
is indeed…”
He twists,
angling himself toward my open bedroom door, and his gaze locks on my dresser.
The back of my neck prickles, a sure sign something about this just isn’t
right. What the…I step past him and pull the door closed, but he pushes me
aside and slams it open. Panic shoots through me, but I’m fast enough to dart
around him. Turning my shoulder and reaching for the box.
He lunges toward
me, grabs me from behind, and his arm pins my neck to him with a shoulder
crushing grip. He pushes me against the dresser, and the box falls open, its
contents spilling across the top. Heart pounding, my throat burns with a
scream. I’ve got to get him out of here. He must know about my pendant, the
brooch. Dammit. I wriggle to escape his vice-like grip, but it’s no use -- he’s
too strong.
My hand darts
toward the pendant. I snatch it, but he grabs my wrist. Adrenaline tries to
pound my heart right out of its home in my chest. If only I can get the jewelry
on, I might be able to make its magic work and hide.
“Tech breech
confirmed,” he speaks into his collar in a matter-of-fact tone; then he turns
his gaze to me. “Give me the pendant.”
There’s a tiny
ripping sound, like velcro torn open. A young guy in a black leather jacket
flickers into my bedroom. A sharp gasp leaves me. I can’t escape one attacker,
let alone two. Where the heck are these men coming from? I’m not going down
without a fight, so I kick at my captor’s shins. The leather jacket guy
wrenches the man’s grip from my shoulders and punches him square in the chin,
knocking his head to the side. Shaking his head, the gas man stumbles backward.
The jacket guy
raises his knee and drives a foot into the other man’s stomach. The straight,
hard kick makes a loud thud and forces the dude to double over and curl in on
himself. The leather jacket guy crouches and drives his fist straight up into
the man’s chin. It knocks him flat on his back like a felled tree.
My chest rises
and falls with my quickened breath. My heart thuds like a booming drum. The
mysterious rescuer turns toward me, holding my gaze with intense, steady jade
eyes. He grabs my assailant by the arm, and they both flicker out of my room.
My mind spins.
Legs, arms, body
-- I can’t move, but it doesn’t matter. Moving is the least of my worries. Who
were they, and what just happened? The meter seemed to lead him straight to
Mom’s pendant. Gas man, my ass.
I clutch my head
in an attempt to stop my mind spinning, but my hand slides off my sweaty
forehead and falls against my tightened stomach. What if they come back? The
guy in the jacket…
What was that? The
brooch, the pendant…my disappearing reflection. They wanted it. Damn.
Sweat trickles
down my forehead and into my eyes. I wipe it away with a trembling hand.
Questions hurtle through my mind, all jumbling together as they race faster and
faster in my mind. Seconds, minutes, hours I don’t know, but a single thought
emerges through the haze of my mind.
Will.
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