Grey
The
Romany Outcasts Series
Book
One
Christi
J. Whitney
Genre:
Young Adult Fantasy / Urban Fantasy
Publisher:
HarperCollins/
HarperVoyagerUK
Date
of Publication: E-book - 4/30/15
Date
of Publication:
Paperback
10/22/15
ISBN:
9780008120450
ASIN:
B00MT9E66E
Number
of pages: 344
Word
Count: 91,640
Cover
Artist: Cherie Chapman
Book
Description:
Can
you still love with a heart of stone?
Sebastian
Grey always thought he was a fairly normal teenager – good friends,
decent grades and a pretty sweet job in his foster brother’s tattoo
shop.
But
when Romany gypsies arrive in town, Sebastian discovers that his
world is not what it seems. There is an age-old feud between his
family and the gypsies – and this isn’t the only secret his
brother has been keeping from him. His life is not his own. The girl
he’s been dreaming about has just turned up at school, and he feels
compelled to protect her at all costs.
Even
if that means life might never be normal again.
Excerpt:
‘Sebastian,
are you still there?’
I
transferred my phone to my other hand as I buckled the seatbelt.
‘Yeah, I’m here.’
‘Weren’t
you listening to me?’ Katie asked.
I
paused, trying to remember what we’d been talking about. The two
hours since lunch had been a blur, and my brain was mush. ‘Um . . .
’
Katie
sighed on the other end. ‘The project Ms Lucian talked about in
class today,’ she continued impatiently. ‘When are we going to
work on it?’
‘I’m
sorry,’ I replied, starting the engine. ‘The pounding in my
head’s making it difficult to think.’
‘Another
headache?’
‘You
know me and sunny days,’ I said dismissively. I stepped on the gas
and coaxed my old van onto the road. ‘But about the project. I
don’t know if I can do it this week. Can I get back to you?’
‘Yeah,
just don’t wait too long. I know we’ve got almost a month to work
on it, so Ms Lucian’s not going to cut us any slack, and the rest
of our group is totally avoiding me about the whole thing.’
Katie
hated procrastinating on anything related to schoolwork. This was
probably killing her. ‘Look, don’t worry about it. I’ll talk to
the guys, and we’ll come up with a day to work on it. I promise, we
won’t let you down.’
‘Thanks,
Sebastian,’ she replied, sounding relieved. ‘You’re not nearly
as much of an idiot as the rest of your species.’
I
chuckled. ‘I think you mean gender.’
She
giggled. ‘No, I don’t.’
‘Talk
to you later, Katie.’
‘Bye.’
I
tossed the phone on the passenger seat and rubbed my temples. By the
time I made it through town and steered my van into the parking lot
of the Gypsy Ink, my headache had traveled, setting up residence
between my shoulder blades. The last thing I felt like doing was
homework.
I
shuffled through the waiting room, giving a brief wave to Kris, who
was busy behind the counter. I’d grab a quick snack and then lay
out flat on the floor of the apartment for a while. Just until the
aching eased. I paused in the hallway just outside the door of Hugo’s
workspace. I didn’t have to say anything. My brother knew I was
there.
‘Hey,
Sebastian.’ He glanced up from his sketchbook. ‘What’s up?’
‘Do
you have any sports cream?’ I leaned against the wall and squinted
as a sharp pain lanced through my shoulders. ‘My back’s killing
me.’
Hugo’s
brows settled low over his dark eyes. ‘In the drawer beside my
bed.’
‘Okay,
thanks.’
I
continued down the hallway, followed by the weight of my brother’s
stare. He probably thought I was trying to get out of work, which
wasn’t a bad idea. I chucked my bag on the bed and rummaged through
Hugo’s nightstand until I located the tube of medicine. I worked
the cream into my back, but it felt as if someone was digging long
fingers between my shoulder blades, attempting to separate muscle
from bone.
I
gave up with the cream and stumbled to the bathroom on a quest for
aspirin. Just as I reached for the medicine cabinet, another shock of
pain doubled me over. I gripped the edge of the counter and
straightened. My gaze flicked to the mirror. For a moment, I almost
didn’t recognize the face staring back. I was crazy pale, even for
me, and my skin made the hazel color of my eyes look dull. But then I
noticed something else. Another chunk of gray was poking through my
disheveled hair.
About the Author:
Christi J. Whitney is a former high school theatre director with a love for the arts. She lives just outside Atlanta with her husband and two sons. When not spending time with them or taking a ridiculous number of trips to Disney World, she can be found directing plays, making costumes for sci-fi/fantasy conventions, obsessing over Doctor Who, watching superhero movies, or pretending she’s just a tad bit British. You can visit her online at www.christijwhitney.com or connect on Twitter (@ChristiWhitney).
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