During her virtual book tour, Vivian will be awarding a lucky
winner with a paperback copy of Protector.
To be entered for a chance to win, use
the form below. To increase your chances of winning, feel free to visit her other tour stops and enter there, too!
A little
bit about the author:
Writer
of supernatural badasses.
Vivian
Lane is an American author. Born a Gemini, her interests fall under a myriad of
subjects including classical music, American and World History; fantasy books,
TV shows, and movies; travel, marine biology, and fashion.
A little
bit about the book:
Carys Taylor has her
life perfectly under control. Equipped with a nice inheritance, she goes where
she wants, when she wants, pursuing anything that interests her. So when her
old professor asks her to come on a research trip for his thesis, she's eager
to tag along.
Until that ill-fated
trip to the South American jungle changes her into a supernatural being. Now
she's sprouting claws and stronger and faster than any human being in
existence. The reclusive tribe calls her their Protector - but from what? And
why now? Why her?
Carys is pulled into
a world she never knew existed. Is she up to the task?
Excerpt from Protector:
A month later, it was my first day
out doing something normal—shopping at the mall. Up to now, I’d avoided crowds,
doing my grocery shopping when the stores were almost deserted. Walking to my
car in the parking garage, my hands were full of bags, and a man walked behind
me. At first, I didn’t think of hearing someone behind me, until his footsteps
sped up to get close to me. He demanded my purse. I was willing to cooperate
since I didn’t want to provoke him. Better my stuff than my life, right? That’s
what the police tell you to do. So, I set down the bags, and the guy lunged for
my purse.
I can’t tell you how I did what
happened next.
Next thing I knew, I had the guy in
a choke hold with claws pressed to his neck. Claws! The guy started freaking
out, then, begging me not to hurt him. I tightened the hold until he blacked
out, then called 911 on my cell phone. The police arrived, took my statement
and the mugger, and I went home.
Shaking.
My fingernails turned into claws. That
was NOT normal. Both hands? I stared at my left. Yep, both hands. Oh God.
And then the fight moves. What was
that? This wasn’t The Matrix. I hadn’t been plugged into a machine for a kung
fu download. Had I? What really happened in that village?
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Great excerpt, sounds like a terrific read, thanks for sharing!
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