Today I have the honor of sharing an Exclusive excerpt from Circle of Light by Jennifer Delucy. The Light Series is one of my favorites and I hope you all enjoy the excerpt.
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And now for the exclusive excerpt (I feel so honored!) and giveaways!
“It’s more storage, mainly some statues and holy items.”
Now that she mentioned it, I could see, upon looking closely, the extension of a life-sized, ivory white hand at the edges of the darkness. I shuddered. The rest of the statue was hidden.
“Well, let’s inspect, then,” Clara said. “Sister Gloria, can we take it from here?”
The nun raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know…”
“Please, Glor?” Paul added. “These things can get tricky sometimes.”
Sister Gloria watched us sternly for a moment before nodding. “All right. Try not to leave any evidence behind okay? I’ll be in the teacher’s lounge grading papers.”
“We’ll do our best,” I assured her.
Once she was gone I looked at Paul. “Listen I have kind of a phobia of statues. Must have been all those Virgin Marys bleeding tears when I was growing up. So let’s get in and out, please.”
“Can we produce some lights?” Judy Lynn requested, looking surprisingly nervous for a woman of her importance.
“No problem,” Paul said. “Go for it.”
She threw out her energy at once and lit half the space in a yellow-white haze. Stowed to the left and right were several plaster statues. I recognized the one with its hand extended as Saint Anthony. It was painted, but the color had faded with time, and there was a bird perched on the finger that was almost completely white now. The statue to the right had its back facing us, but I suspected it was a Virgin Mary that had never been painted to begin with. Behind these were others of varying sizes, the largest a solemn Christ with an open, bleeding heart, and then Saint Theresa, who smiled like a Mona Lisa from the dark recessed corner, her necklace of roses giving her identity away. Connie had loved Saint Theresa. Right now, I wasn’t such a fan.
“Yikes,” Paul said.
“Well, this is…yeah.” I said. “Let’s just see what we can draw ou—”
“Lil!” William spoke too late as something painfully heavy clamped down on my shoulder. I lurched forward and turned around. “Shit!” My voice came out in a squeak at the sight of Saint Theresa frozen in an angry smile and partially hunched in a stalking position, hand frozen where it had molded itself to my shoulder. “Are you serious?” I said to everyone.
“My God,” Judy Lynn said, practically hiding behind Paul.
“There’s absolutely no…no paranormal justification for…” I stuttered. “For this.”
William said, “Sweetheart, there is. We just haven’t figured it out yet.”
“But this is ridicul—Judy Lynn, watch out!” She jumped away on instinct, just in time to avoid the hand of Christ taking her head off her shoulders.
Paul was on high alert, scanning the area defensively, and I collected myself to speak through my shaking. “Okay. Okay, whoever you are, whatever you are, we realize that you’re messing with us,” I announced, noting Clara’s face turn panicked. “I know you’re—”
“Lily…” Clara said, pointing behind me, and I spun to face the Saint Theresa statue. It was straightened up and glaring down at me.
“I’ll crush your skull,” the statue said, her ceramic lips clicking together bizarrely to match the gravel of her voice.
“What the hell are you?” I managed.
“I’ll bite straight through your bone!” she snarled, lunging for me, but William’s repelling skills sent the statue smashing into the wall behind it, the ceramic crumbling and powdering into a white cloud.
We had little recovery time. There came a sound like cracking stone, and I noted that the Virgin Mary, the one facing away from us, had turned its head to look straight at me. Her expression turned from sad to maniacal, and she opened her mouth wide. With surprising speed for something made of cement, a long, white tongue shot out of the gaping hole and I ducked out of the way. Judy Lynn wasn’t fast enough, though, and the hardened tongue wrapped itself around her hair, knocking her off her feet and dragging her toward the statue.
Since I was prepared this time, I tried to well up some fear or anger to repel the statue, but to my dismay, nothing happened. I concentrated harder, cursing out loud and staring at the statue with a vengeance, but I still couldn’t repel the damned thing.
Judy Lynn, who was now struggling to rip her hair free, took note of my failed attempt, and with a small cry she repelled the statue herself. Unfortunately, she lost a clump of her mane in the process.
“What in the hell happened, Ms. Hunt?” she cried angrily.
“I don’t know!” I said. “I tried!”
“Maybe you aren’t as advanced as your people think!” she raged. “Perhaps you’re too distracted by—”
“Shit!” I shouted, raising both hands toward the advancing figure of Christ. It exploded into pieces immediately, causing everyone to duck and cover.
“Nice once, Lil,” Paul offered, coughing through the ceramic dust.
Judy Lynn looked absolutely livid. “Well, it seems your abilities have returned.”
Empath and Pathcrosser to the dead, Lillian Hunt has finally come into her own as a Sentient being. All seems well in her brave new world...that is, until a tragic turn sends her tight knit Sentient group on a rescue mission through lore-infested Europe. Their goal is to save the love of Lily's life—vampire Sentient, William Maddox — from both the prejudice of their own society and the dark intentions of ancient vampires. But how will they keep hope alive, even as time runs out?
Published by: Omnific Publishing
Available: October 2012
Jennifer DeLucy is an author of paranormal fiction, most notably The Light Series Trilogy, a freelance editor and a musician who believes in combining talents to create unique and inspiring work. Born and raised in Scranton, Pennsylvania, Jennifer moved to the Midwest in her early twenties, honing her passions and publishing her first two novels before moving to Seattle, Washington in 2012. She continues to pursue new and exciting avenues in both the writing and music fields.
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