Storm (Salt #2)
Release Date: 09/29/14
Entangled Teen
Summary from Goodreads:
Up until recently, Penelope was a
witch with no magic. After having it stolen by a demon when she was just a
child, Penelope had been forced to rely on sharing others’ powers as she went
through the grueling training required to become an elite demon hunter. Now
Penelope has more magic than she’s ever known. And when you’re this powerful,
who needs salt to keep the demons away?
But power has a dark side.
Carter Prescott just wants to hunt demons and be with Penelope. But suddenly, witches who formerly had no magic are developing terrible, out-of-control powers. Now the world Carter swore to protect isn’t just endangered by malicious demons―it’s threatened by the same witches who once defended it. And Carter is horrified to see his girlfriend starting to change. Stronger. More powerful. Unrecognizable. It’s just a matter of time before Penelope changes into something far beyond his worst fears...
But power has a dark side.
Carter Prescott just wants to hunt demons and be with Penelope. But suddenly, witches who formerly had no magic are developing terrible, out-of-control powers. Now the world Carter swore to protect isn’t just endangered by malicious demons―it’s threatened by the same witches who once defended it. And Carter is horrified to see his girlfriend starting to change. Stronger. More powerful. Unrecognizable. It’s just a matter of time before Penelope changes into something far beyond his worst fears...
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Fast paced and wicked. But be careful of what gets taken and from who. Pick up your own copy today to find out!
Fast paced and wicked. But be careful of what gets taken and from who. Pick up your own copy today to find out!
About the Author
Danielle Ellison
is from a small town in West Virginia. She spent her childhood pretending to
fly, talking to imaginary friends, and telling stories. She hasn’t changed much
since then. You can still find her pretending to work, talking to imaginary
characters, and writing stories.
When she’s not writing, Danielle is probably drinking coffee, fighting her nomadic urges, watching too much TV, or dreaming of the day when she can be British. She is the author of five upcoming novels and you can find her on twitter @DanielleEWrites.
When she’s not writing, Danielle is probably drinking coffee, fighting her nomadic urges, watching too much TV, or dreaming of the day when she can be British. She is the author of five upcoming novels and you can find her on twitter @DanielleEWrites.
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Excerpt (Penelope):
“I
don’t want you to get hurt,” he says, wrapping his arms around my waist. My
body folds in closer to his. Layers of clothing separate us, but through them I
can feel the heat of his body against mine, all tingles and light. My stomach
jumbles with the familiar sensation of being close to him, and he presses his
lips against the curve of my neck. “We can’t risk anyone finding out anything
about De’Interno or us.”
“They
won’t,” I respond, forcing myself to speak under the strain of my voice.
Whether
I turn to him or he turns to me doesn’t matter.
It
doesn’t even matter that we’re in public, or that we’ve killed a demon, saved a
Non, or that everything is at stake. We have each other.
In
a heartbeat, his lips are on mine. My body is on fire as warmth seeps through
our clothes. As hands trail on my back, on my neck, on my hips—on anywhere he
can touch me. My hand trails up his shirt and come to rest on his chest. Me
connected to him, and him to me, the way our bodies sing together, it’s like
we’re one. He pulls me tighter against him, and chills trickle down my body.
There’s never enough of kissing this boy.
His
mouth trails away from mine, and his hot breath is on my ear. “Please be
careful,” he whispers, sending another chill over me.
I
smile and press a soft kiss to his lips. “I’m always careful.”
He
laughs against my skin, so close that the rumble of him trembles through me. I
move to allow some space between us.
“What?”
I ask.
Carter shakes his head. “It’s cute that you think that.”
I push him
away, and he grabs my waist to keep me there.
As
if I was really going anywhere. “Shut up. I’m practically Scruff McGruff.”
He
wrinkles his nose, and it’s adorable. “The crime prevention cartoon dog?”
“Exactly.”
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