Hello Everyone! Hope you are excited as I am, today launches the Fall 2016 New Adult Scavenger Hunt!
My Featured Hunter is Sharon Johnston! 🙂 Check out her bonus scene after the cut!
The following is a retelling of a scene from Othilia’s POV. Othilia is an ‘off stage’ character for most of DIVIDED, but she features more prominently in book 2: SHATTERED.
Observing this inferior version of me is getting tiresome. And the way Ryder keeps touching her makes me want to puke all over this hospital floor. I can’t believe Wirth continues to persevere with this game. Mishca’s had her new heart for months now. She’s done nothing of consequence with her new abilities. I don’t know why Wirth believes we need her. She can’t do for him what I can. She’ll be crushed like an ant the moment the war starts, just like anyone else who gets in our way. Even if she comes to our side, she’ll be cannon fodder.
I trail Mishca from a distance as she walks towards the hospital chapel, wrinkling my nose at the invading antiseptic smell. This is where I first felt her, after her operation, when I was with Wirth, Zuriel, and the priest. And no doubt, she felt me too.
I step back into an adjacent hallway in case Mishca was to look over her shoulder.
I hate hospitals. Thankfully Wirth’s labs have always been available to me if I’ve needed medical attention.
The stark white walls here means a different type of stealth is needed. I prefer the shadows. My feet move fast as I flit along the hospital hall from doorway to doorway with a swiftness that leaves me virtually undetectable to the human eye. Something Mishca has yet to master. She knows she has super speed. But these short swift pulses are something else again.
The tingling starts. Crap. I’m too close. I console myself in the fact that she has no idea of our link and that the sensations courses through her body is to alert her I’m near, because she has no idea I even exist.
She pauses at the doorway to the chapel and peers inside, no doubt remembering last time we were both here. Mishca steps into the holy room, letting her fingertips brush against the petals of lilies that are nestled in an arrangement near the door. The urge to grab the vase and smash it over her head rises. It would be so easy to kill her. Wirth would never have to know I did it. I gulp at the thought and push it down, mastering my self-control. He would know. He always knows.
The chapel contrasts to the outside hallway. A few candles and the opened curtains at the window are the only sources of light, as though it’s easier to find God when sins are covered by darkness. This just gives me more places to hide. I stay low behind a pew as Mishca glances around the room. She peers out the window for a moment. I suppress a giggle. She has no idea Zuriel is out there. But today, he is in no position to interfere like last time. A very devious thought pops into my mind. Wirth told me not to hurt her, but he said nothing about me messing with her head.
Eagerly, I watch her reflection, gauging the right opportunity to mess with her head. Then she squeezes her eyes shut and I seize the moment, flitting up behind her. When she opens her eyes I grin, and then move my finger across my throat in a slicing motion.
“You’re so dead,” I say, letting my warm breath linger on the back of her neck.
Her eyes widen. I dart back into the shadows in the blink of an eye. Mishca whips around. The only sign that of my retreat is the swaying flowers in the vase near the entrance, moving from the air I disturbed. She rushes to the doorway. But the one-way mirrored window of the room across the hall conceals my face from her. She has no idea who she is. What she is capable of. And maybe one day I will disobey Wirth and break her.
A new heart should mean new life, instead it’s a living nightmare.
Mishca Richardson’s life is at an all-time high after her heart transplant. With new boyfriend, Ryder, she has the perfect summer romance. Even the nightmares plaguing her sleep since her operation can’t dull her new dream world.
Yet, life starts to unravel when Mishca develops superhuman abilities. She does her best to hide them so as not to end up a science experiment in a lab, but she can’t ignore the strange instant attraction she experiences when she meets her university professor, Colin Read.
Torn between love and obsession, Mishca must unite her divided heart and decide between the two men. But when the truth about her weird powers comes to light, she’ll have a lot more to worry about than romance.
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About the author:
Sharon M. Johnston writes New Adult and Young Adult fiction across a range of genres, but usually under the Speculative Fiction umbrella. She is an original Pitch Wars mentor, and continues to help connect authors with agents through the contest. With a Bachelor of Professional Communication, Sharon is also a PR professional with a love of geeky things and superheroes. Her first novel, DIVIDED, and the sequel, SHATTERED, are out now with City Owl Press. You can find Sharon on Twitter, or via her website.
Praise for Sharon’s writing:
“Authors like Sharon M. Johnston keep the NA genre from getting stale by taking a creative bent and exploring overlapping elements in DIVIDED.” – Library Journal
“DIVIDED is a fast-paced adventure filled with mystery, romance, action, and humor. Mishca and Ryder rank up there with my favorite heroines and heroes ever! Sharon M. Johnston is an author to watch out for.” – Wendy Higgins, USA Today and New York Times bestselling author.
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