This is the week of cover reveals!
Which is funny, because I don’t ever do cover reveals unless they’re for close friends. And Wendy Higgins has been such a motivator/support to me from the very beginning of my writing journey. So I’m SO excited to be part of her cover reveal for SWEET PERIL (Out April 30, 2013), sequel to SWEET EVIL (out by HarperTeen now).
Here it is!
Anna Whitt, daughter of a guardian angel and a demon, promised herself she’d never do the work of her father—polluting souls. She’d been naive to make such a claim. She’d been naive about a lot of things. Haunted by demon whisperers, Anna does whatever she can to survive, even if it means embracing her dark side and earning an unwanted reputation as her school’s party girl. Her life has never looked more bleak. And all the while there’s Kaidan Rowe, son of the Duke of Lust, plaguing her heart and mind.
When an unexpected lost message from the angels surfaces, Anna finds herself traveling the globe with Kopano, son of Wrath, in an attempt to gain support of fellow Nephilim and give them hope for the first time. It soon becomes clear that whatever freedoms Anna and the rest of the Neph are hoping to win will not be gained without a fight. Until then, Anna and Kaidan must put aside the issues between them, overcome the steamiest of temptations yet, and face the ultimate question: is loving someone worth risking their life?
Eight years ago hubs and I went to Iceland. We landed at 1:00 in the morning, with nothing but the packs on our backs and a Reykjavik stamp in our passports. We didn’t have a place to stay, with only a few dollars in our pockets. We had been herded out of the airport without any transportation and were left outside in the freezing temperatures with the nearest hotel being $400 a night.
To put it mildly, we felt like Tom Hanks after his Fedex airplane crashed. Stranded, and castaway.
There we were, standing in the cold considering our options, when a man with a duffel bag asked us if we needed a ride. Being young and naïve, we responded yes, we did, but that we didn’t know where because we didn’t have a place to stay. He then offered his place, but said it was a drive. The hubs immediately said, “Yes, that would be great!” while I was elbowing him in the side, totally not wanting to go off into the car with this guy in this strange country in the middle of the night to his house. Honestly, the man could’ve had a body in that duffel.
But we went.
We piled into his white van with tinted windows (I mean, come on!) and headed off into the night.
Conversation was fine until he started talking about guns. All the while I’m trying to memorize the pitch-dark snowy landscape outside in case we'd have to bolt and run for our lives. Then we pulled up to this high security compound with a barbed wire fence and guards holding rifles.
Our guide, Brent, was actually a military helicopter pilot and “his place” was a little apartment in the American military base. He was amazing. He let us have his bed and gave us his car to drive for the week. All for free. He was our angel. I honestly don’t know what we would have done without his help. To this day, hubs and I are trying to locate him and thank him again. What could've been a nightmare turned out to be one of our favorite weeks of our lives.
What memories of peril does this story spawn for you? Share with us one of your scariest moments! And don't forget to check out Wendy's work!
Red. Head. Out. :D