COVER REVEAL : DESTINY RISING (TRUE CALLING #3) by SIOBHAN DAVIS.EXCERPT & GIVEAWAY

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Destiny Rising
Destiny Rising (True Calling #3)
By Siobhan Davis
Genre: Dystopian/Science Fiction/Romance
Age category: Young Adult
Release Date: August 30, 2015

Blurb:
Every choice has a consequence.

Once again, the world is on the brink of momentous change. As revolutionary organization Saoirse prepares to battle the government for control of Earth and Novo, Ariana and those she loves must join humanity’s fight for justice and freedom.

As haunted memories resurface, old discoveries and new realities conspire to shatter her world forever.

Torn in one direction by her unique connection to childhood sweetheart Zane, and pulled in the other by a relentless passion for her fiery fiancé Cal, she must make the hardest decision of all. While embarking on a road to self-discovery, her psychic gift evolves and the full extent of her powerful ability is revealed.

Then fate lands another savage blow and she faces the most horrific choice of all. Forced into striking a deal with the enemy, she must make the ultimate personal sacrifice or risk everything she holds dear.

When destiny finally rears its head, what will the future hold?

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True Calling

True Calling (True Calling #1)
By Siobhan Davis
Genre: Dystopian/Science Fiction/Romance
Age category: Young Adult
Release Date: August 1, 2014

Blurb:
Planet Novo, nestled in space twelve hundred miles above the surface of the Earth, is the new home of 17-year-old Cadet Ariana Skyee. Confused by the government-sanctioned memory erase and distressed at her impending forced marriage and motherhood, Ariana’s plans for the future are thrown into complete disarray.

As the traumatic events within her family life enfold, Ariana grows increasingly alarmed at the authorities apparent pre-occupation with her and feels progressively more isolated and alone.

Her growing feelings for fellow Cadet Cal Remus intensify as the recently announced pageant, ‘The Calling’, gets underway. Struggling to comprehend the continuous, inexplicable dreams of the mysterious Zane, discovering the past helps shape her future, with devastating personal consequences.

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Siobhan
Siobhan Davis is the author of YA science fiction romance series True Calling.
A self-diagnosed ‘teenager forever’—at least when it comes to books, music and movies; Siobhan is totally addicted to teen fiction and superhero/blockbuster movies. Siobhan loves baking, crime novels, shoes, bags, make-up, anti-wrinkle cream, anything pink, Kelly Clarkson, Katy Perry, and Robert Pattinson (definitely Team Edward).
Siobhan has forged a successful corporate career, in Human Resources, over the last twenty years.
A member of the IWI writers group, Siobhan resides in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband and two sons.
Contact Siobhan at: http://www.siobhandavis.com

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EXCLUSIVE EXCERPTS 

#1 

Every color imaginable floats in front of my eyes. Temporary whiplash sets in as my head jerks back and forth, surveying the myriad of different fish swimming freely outside the glass window of the observation deck. It’s a pretty cool hiding place.

Soothing in its own way. Well, as soothing as anything could be considering my current predicament.

Mercifully, I’ve been left undisturbed for the last hour. Undisturbed by other humans that is.

My thoughts; however, are entirely another matter.

Severely disturbed is more akin to how I feel at the swarm of memories that are presently darting through my mind.

I can barely recall our arrival in Saoirse’s underwater military Command Center. It hadn’t actually taken that long to travel here even though we are thousands of miles out at sea and scraping the bottom of the ocean floor. That’s the beauty of the Velo network, I suppose. Designed specifically as a high-velocity transportation system, it can travel at the speed of light. Okay, so I made that last bit up but it’s probably not far from the truth.

Vaguely remembering Cal going to sort out our accommodation, I had taken flight at the first opportunity. I’d kind of wandered aimlessly for a while until I stumbled into the main lobby area. Levels stretched upwards as far as I could see. Curious to discover what was at the top, I’d hopped in the elevator and ended up here.

The observation deck reminds me a little of the Empire States Building or the Rockefellar Center. Without all the buildings and the crowds. The view is still spectacular though.

Scooting forward on my knees, I press my nose to the glass and stare at the multicolored fish as they dance on by. The water outside is eerily calm and there’s barely a ripple.

The one observation I’ve made so far about our new home is how weird it smells. If I was standing at the top of the Empire States Building now, I’d inhale the fresh minty air and feel the sting on my cheeks as wind whistled by, whipping my hair around my face. There’s nothing here but a sterile, clinical type odor that reminds me of a hospital ward, or the whiff you get when you sit in a brand new car for the first time. I wiggle my nose and my nostrils itch aggravatingly. I hope I’m not allergic.

Approaching footsteps break my reverie and my heart rate rockets when I sense who it is.

There’s no hiding from him.

Not now. Not ever.

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

Glancing up, I automatically sweep him from head to toe. Sculptured jawline, check.

Sparkling blue eyes, double-check. Defined chest and abs, oh, yeah. Before I can continue my ogling, he drops to his knees beside me. My body is still pressed into the glass, but he gently tugs on my shoulders, easing me back. Twisting around, he snags me onto his lap.

My eyes are still latched onto his and I know I need to stop staring. But I can’t force myself to look away, almost like it’s an inhuman feat I’m incapable of achieving. “I feel like man-candy.” Cal smirks.

I snort in a most unattractive manner. “I can easily get behind that,” I say, visualizing getting all up in his personal space. Yeah, my mind is still in the gutter, though I’m totally blaming my pregnancy hormones for that.

Threading his fingers in mine, Cal stares at me pensively. “Talk to me. What’s going on?” Panic builds in my chest and I avert my eyes. Mission accomplished on the whole staring thing.

“Nothing much,” I mutter, focusing on my feet. I won’t lie to his face.

“Is it him? Do you remember?”

Even though he’s kind-of hit the nail on the head, there’s no way I’m admitting to that right now. Not until I’ve spoken to Zane about the horrific memory that’s hijacked my mind and threatened my sanity. Though I’m unsure if I’ll ever get to do that, for we’ve been separated again and this time I fear there’s no returning from it.

Please note that this excerpt is unedited and the final published version will be slightly modified.

#2 

I don’t think I even like me anymore, so how on Earth can I expect him to if he finds out? Though the temptation to share the burden is riding me hard, I can’t risk losing Cal again. “I remember some stuff, but it’s not what you think. It’s just the enormity of everything, and where I am. I had such plans for my life you know? None of this was on my agenda.” I shake my head and bite down on my lip. Risking a peek at him, I note his narrowed eyes and taut jawline. Jeez, I’m such an idiot. I can’t seem to stop putting my foot in it.

“I’m not explaining properly,” I say, wrapping my arm across his shoulders. “I want to be with you, but all the other stuff … it’s overwhelming. And it’s as if it’s just hit me, like an out-of-control juggernaut.”

“You know you can tell me anything right?” He twists a lock of my hair around his finger.

He doesn’t believe me.

“Of course. And I would if there was anything to tell. I’m just trying to get my head around everything.” I hate lying again because I’ve promised him that there will be no more secrets between us. But I can’t tell him this. I can’t. I won’t.

I don’t want to see the look in his eyes when he realizes I’m not the person he thinks I am. I always thought I was a good person, but now? Now, I’m not so sure. My eyes dart to the glass again. “I wish I was a fish,” I blurt out.

Cal almost chokes on his laugh. “What?”

“Look at them,” I say, motioning with my hand. “They look content, right?”

“Okaaaay. I’ll play along.” He arches a brow.

My eyes stare transfixed out the window. “Life must be so simple, just swimming along without a care in the world. And if they succumb to a predator it would be fast.

Two seconds of realization and then poof, over and out. No politics, no suffering, no impending war. No …” I clamp my mouth shut in time, the word ‘baby’ lying unspoken on my tongue.

If Cal notices he doesn’t let on. “Hhmm,” he says, his finger trailing a path down the side of my face. My skin tingles in every place where he touches me and I shudder.

He smiles knowingly. “How do you know fish aren’t plagued with worries and concerns? That they don’t think and feel the same way we do?” His lips tug up at the corners.

“Oh please! What do they have to worry about? Corrupt governments? Fake rebel movements? A deranged bitch gunning for their ass?”

He frowns, his finger momentarily stalling on my cheek. “If you were a fish, which one would you be?”

I’m caught off guard by the blatant diversion, but I decide to go with the flow. Anything to avoid a further convo about my recalled memories.

I check out the current batch of beauties floating by the glass. “That one,” I say, pointing to a rather dainty looking cerise pink fish with a peachy snout. “That one’s pretty, right?”

“Yeah, but pretty doesn’t do you justice.” He sits up straighter and leans toward the glass. “You’d be that one,” he says, pointing to a larger purple-colored fish, with vibrant orange fringing and blue-gold veins curling around its fins’. The fish swims to the glass and looks in at us, almost as if it knows we are pointing it out. Its golden speckled snout has a decidedly elegant appearance, an almost regal presence.

His choice is infinitely better than mine.

“You still haven’t taken those rose-tinted glasses off, have you?” I peer closely at him.

“In fact, if I didn’t know better I’d swear you’ve upgraded to double glazing.” I grin. Goofing around helps enormously. I haven’t thought of the hideous memory for the last five minutes. Though I’m thinking about it now. I sigh loudly.

Cal looks at me pensively. “I love you,” he says out of nowhere, pressing his lips briefly to mine.

“I love you too.” Wrapping my other arm around him, I cling onto him and inhale the familiar fresh scent that always reminds me of a crisp, spring day in the woods back home in Connecticut. His hand tangles through my hair as my cheek rests on his shoulder. I could quite happily just sit here forever. Everything feels right when I’m with him like this.

Please note that this excerpt is unedited and the final published version will be slightly modified.

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I started this blog for quite a few reasons: 1. To share my opinions about books I read. (I'm open to recommendations) 2. To express myself in the only way that I love,which is of course writing 3. To connect with people with whom I may share the same interests I read and write because it offers me an escape door from the world we live in. A door which allows me to be whomever I want to be, live wherever in this big world,set off on adventures and most of all because it brings my imagination back to life from its very very long sleep. And of course...Because I love to !! Here are some basic things about your host and writer.. My name is Cristina and I come from Bucharest ( also known as The Little Paris ) were I was born, raised and am currently - still - living. I’ve finished my studies a few years ago and got my bachelor degree at Dimitrie Cantemir University, in my hometown; in Economics. I have to admit that this specialty wasn't my first choice. I have been weighing my choices – as in, to what they can provide me in future – both while I was still in high school and after. Initially I wanted to go to Foreign Languages, but I had a big fall the moment I saw that it wasn't acredited – huge disappointment washed over me. I am still a bit disappointed about that to be honest. I have a huge passion for writing ever since I was little, and even if I had times when I didn't (or couldn't) write anything, now I am right back on track. My dad is the only one who knows how much passion I put into what I write and doesn't giggle or grin when I bring it up. I love having someone’s support no matter how little it is,it still means so much to me. Love, Cris ♥ Hope that those who will follow me like what I post around here and - why not - maybe give some ideas about new topics. :) If anyone wants to add something on the blog please contact me at cristinacryss0@gmail.com

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