Undertow (Undertow #1)
by K.R. Conway
Release Date: 10/18/13
Summary from Goodreads:
Luckless Eila is unknowingly the last of her kind: Rare. Gifted. Breakable. Stunning Raef is her kind's historic enemy: Soulless. Lethal. Lost. A legendary death 160 years before would set their lives to collide, forcing a beautiful killer to become a savior, a simple wallflower to become a warrior, and ruthless destiny to become a death sentence.
SUMMARY:
High school senior Eila Walker knows that good luck skips over her like an Easter Bunny on Speed. So when she inherits her grandmother's million-dollar Cape Cod home, she is downright shocked. And yeah, her new town isn't perfect: the cheerleaders are heinous clones, the local undertow can kill ya, and her Great Grams was supposedly fried by lightning in the harbor square. Still, Eila is hopeful her luckless days are in the past . . . until history decides to repeat itself.
A self-proclaimed loner and previous-social reject, Eila thinks she's hit the jackpot when drool-worthy Raef O’Reilly becomes her friendly, yet weirdly protective shadow. But being hauled beneath the waves by an unnatural undertow slams the brakes on bliss – especially when Raef storms to her aid with coal-black eyes and iron-like strength.
Eila, entirely freaked, demands an explanation and Raef comes clean, revealing that neither of them are average humans but rather the genetic remnants of an angelic pissing-match gone wrong. Eila supposedly can channel the power of human souls, while Raef is quite adept at stealing them. Even worse, the legend about her ancestor isn't such a myth, since Eila’s grandmother was one kick-ass warrior until her lightning-like power backfired. A power that is written all over Eila's DNA.
Now sought by Raef’s own family for her destructive ability, Eila must trust him to watch her back. But when a quest for information goes terribly wrong, Eila is suddenly left with only two options: become a weapon for the enemy or follow in her Gram’s fearless footsteps to save those she loves. Unfortunately she needs a willing enemy to ignite her suicidal energy and the only one she trusts has been guarding her butt and scorching her lips.
SUMMARY:
High school senior Eila Walker knows that good luck skips over her like an Easter Bunny on Speed. So when she inherits her grandmother's million-dollar Cape Cod home, she is downright shocked. And yeah, her new town isn't perfect: the cheerleaders are heinous clones, the local undertow can kill ya, and her Great Grams was supposedly fried by lightning in the harbor square. Still, Eila is hopeful her luckless days are in the past . . . until history decides to repeat itself.
A self-proclaimed loner and previous-social reject, Eila thinks she's hit the jackpot when drool-worthy Raef O’Reilly becomes her friendly, yet weirdly protective shadow. But being hauled beneath the waves by an unnatural undertow slams the brakes on bliss – especially when Raef storms to her aid with coal-black eyes and iron-like strength.
Eila, entirely freaked, demands an explanation and Raef comes clean, revealing that neither of them are average humans but rather the genetic remnants of an angelic pissing-match gone wrong. Eila supposedly can channel the power of human souls, while Raef is quite adept at stealing them. Even worse, the legend about her ancestor isn't such a myth, since Eila’s grandmother was one kick-ass warrior until her lightning-like power backfired. A power that is written all over Eila's DNA.
Now sought by Raef’s own family for her destructive ability, Eila must trust him to watch her back. But when a quest for information goes terribly wrong, Eila is suddenly left with only two options: become a weapon for the enemy or follow in her Gram’s fearless footsteps to save those she loves. Unfortunately she needs a willing enemy to ignite her suicidal energy and the only one she trusts has been guarding her butt and scorching her lips.
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Excerpt;
I was wondering where Raef was, when from around the opposite side of the boat he appeared, the old photo book tucked under one arm. He placed the book on a table opposite from me and sat down on my lounge, turning so he could face me. “Not tired?” he asked. “Tired yes. Ability to sleep? No.” I pulled the robe tighter against the cold. Raef reached over the ottoman to a creamy throw and then cast the blanket around my back and pulled the edges closely together in front of me. I
took hold of the velvet softness, holding it tightly to me. “Thank you. I didn’t realize it was so cold out tonight,” I said, my words drifting into the darkness like little slivers of smoke. “It’s the air coming down from Canada. They already have snow up north,” said Raef, looking out over the harbor. The vista was so beautiful. It reminded me of the night on the beach, before it went so terribly wrong. I embraced the memory of sitting on that ratty old red blanket and looking out over Cape Cod Bay. That night, like now, had a moon that could encompass the sky and threw a path on the water like a bridge of light to heaven. I remembered how he handed me my bracelet. I could still feel his touch on my skin as he slid it onto my wrist and tightened the ball to lock it in place. I knew that moment would stay with me all my life, even if my life turned out to be brief.
About the Author
I have been a journalist for 15 years and serve on the Board of Directors for the Cape Cod Writers Center. I also drive a 16-ton school bus because I am ENTIRELY NUTS.
In addition to working jobs that should come with a warning label , I hold a BA in Psychos (Forensic Psych), torment the tourists about Jaws, and occasionally jump from the Town Neck bridge in an attempt to reclaim my youth.
I live on Cape Cod with two smallish humans who apparently are my kids, my fishing-obsessed husband, two canines (adept at both flatulence and snoring), and a cage-defiant lovebird that sleeps in a miniature tent. Nope - that's not a type-o. The bird is quite the indoor camper.
In addition to working jobs that should come with a warning label , I hold a BA in Psychos (Forensic Psych), torment the tourists about Jaws, and occasionally jump from the Town Neck bridge in an attempt to reclaim my youth.
I live on Cape Cod with two smallish humans who apparently are my kids, my fishing-obsessed husband, two canines (adept at both flatulence and snoring), and a cage-defiant lovebird that sleeps in a miniature tent. Nope - that's not a type-o. The bird is quite the indoor camper.
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Excerpt
I was wondering where Raef was, when from around the opposite
side of the boat he appeared, the old photo book tucked under one arm.
He placed the book on a table opposite from me and sat down on my
lounge, turning so he could face me. “Not tired?” he asked. “Tired yes.
Ability to sleep? No.” I pulled the robe tighter against the cold. Raef
reached over the ottoman to a creamy throw and then cast the blanket
around my back and pulled the edges closely together in front of me. I
took hold of the velvet softness, holding it tightly to me. “Thank
you. I didn’t realize it was so cold out tonight,” I said, my words
drifting into the darkness like little slivers of smoke. “It’s the air
coming down from Canada. They already have snow up north,” said Raef,
looking out over the harbor. The vista was so beautiful. It reminded me
of the night on the beach, before it went so terribly wrong. I embraced
the memory of sitting on that ratty old red blanket and looking out
over Cape Cod Bay. That night, like now, had a moon that could
encompass the sky and threw a path on the water like a bridge of light
to heaven. I remembered how he handed me my bracelet. I could still feel
his touch on my skin as he slid it onto my wrist and tightened the ball
to lock it in place. I knew that moment would stay with me all my life,
even if my life turned out to be brief.
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