Tuesday, 28 May 2013

BLOG TOUR!! Bitter Angel by Megan Hand

At the Other End:
Torn between two realities.
A choice that will mean life or death.
She won’t know anything… until she wakes up.

College sophomore, Lila Spencer lived Friday night twice. She doesn’t know how or why, just that she did. As if she split in half and went in two different directions.

Out clubbing with her friends, Heather and Nilah, the girls rock it out and party hard. What begins as an innocent night will lead to a deadly fight for their lives, and Lila might be their only chance for survival.

In bed with her boyfriend, Jay, Lila is safe and warm as she drifts to sleep in the arms of the man she loves. Until she is sucked into a horrifying nightmare of her friends’ deaths.

As the sunlight warms her face on Saturday morning, the two scenarios collide. But there can be only one outcome. Will she wake up in her warm bed with Jay by her side, devastated and grieving for her friends? Or was she there to save them?

The answer is just the beginning.

Author Bio:
At twelve, Megan decided to write a novel. A month later, she quit. A reading junkie by nature, she started writing again in her twenties as a way to get the voices out, because who wouldn't want to create a Real Living Person out of thin air? Megan also plays the piano and sings. She teaches little kids and takes pictures of pretty butterflies. She eats way too much chocolate, is sort of a mad scientist with her blender, and spends an unhealthy amount of time LOLing on Facebook and Twitter. She lives in Ohio with her husband and very smiley son. Bitter Angel is her first published novel.

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Shhh... Don't Tell:

Trigger’s face twisted with aggravation, a look that said, I told you so. Brandon found his footing again and tacked my feet to the floor while Trigger pulled the zip tie so tight it cut into my wrists. I cried out in pain only to realize the horror wasn’t over. Trigger had turned away. I heard a soft click, and then a needle glimmered in the glow of the streetlights.
Instantly going still, I swallowed a whimper and backed into the window so hard that I really thought my fingers might break. Liquid squirted from the needle.
“Hold her good,” Trigger told Brandon, quiet and resigned.
After the needle emptied into my arm, it was an excruciatingly long minute before I felt the drug take effect. The whole time I couldn’t see Trigger’s face. All I saw was Brandon. His eyes were pumped with malicious desire as he watched me go unconscious, a greedy, evil spark that I imagined must match a serial killer’s while he watched the life go out of his victim’s eyes. The only thing I could think in those last few seconds before the drug towed me under was, how could I have missed that?

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