Synopsis:
From the
rooftops of Montreal to the undergrounds of Tehran. In a land where
nothing is ever really what it seems, and where everything is steeped in
history, Garnier de Rouen chases the demons of the present only to find
them lead back to his past, to Nakissa, whom he knows better than she
knows herself. What started off as a search for answers, turned into
much more when the de Rouen’s witch, Aude Vanier, goes missing and the
clues all lead to the Gargoyle who Garnier is already chasing: Ramtin.
Things for sixteen-year-old Nakissa didn't use to be
so complicated. She lives in a good neighborhood in North Tehran, has a
decent relationship with her mother and step-father, a perfect
boyfriend, and a fun best friend. But after a series of earthquake
shakes the entire planet, everything changes. First her mother gets
injured,then her best friend goes missing. And the stress must be making
her crazy, because she's starting to get impossible memories. Memories
that date all the way back to the 6th century during the Sassanid
Empire.
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18087438-deliverance
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Author Bio:
If you were to look up
random in the dictionary, you might find a picture of Véronique. This
Montreal native is a single mother to two adorable young girls and a
servant to two feline companions. She is also an avid reader, a dreamer,
and a hopeless romantic. Her somewhat obsessive personality is often
the subject of jokes amongst her family and friends, but it has served
her well; she would never have written a book without it. She is
studying everything Iranian from the language, to the history, to the
cuisine -- another side effect to her obsessive personality -- and she
likes to dance (usually in the kitchen).
Author Links:
Website: http://www.veroniquelaunier.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/vlaunier
Twitter: https://twitter.com/vlaunier
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/vlaunier
Excerpt
Leyli chain smokes her third cigarette
while fiddling with the car stereo. The Tehran traffic is at a
standstill so we aren't going anywhere. She discovers an old favorite
European song on her playlist and sings along. Her bright
pink headscarf, which covers maybe two centimeters of her hair,
matches her lipstick shade for shade. Huge sunglasses hide her eyes,
but I can guess she's probably wearing her blue contacts. She's my
best friend and I love her dearly our priorities are so different.
Leyli would never risk going to the hospital without looking her
best, there are young doctors there after all
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