Southern Book Tour 2012
Hey, Y’all! Tara Fuller, author of the recently released, Perigee Moon, is here with an introduction and excerpt from her upcoming release, Inbetween. After the excerpt, enter to win a copy of Perigee Moon!
Now, here’s Tara:
As an author that lives in the South, you would think that I would set more of my books here. Especially since I adore North Carolina. The closest I have gotten so far is my current character. His name is Finn and he is dead. Dead, you say? Yes. He’s a grim reaper that falls in love with a girl he is sent to reap. But when Finn Carter was alive he resided in South Carolina where he worked on his father’s peach farm. I loved researching South Carolina in the World War 2 time period to get a good look into Finn’s past. Finn may be Death, but he’s still a sweet southern boy at heart. And to honor the South and my one southern character I thought I’d give you guys a sneak peek at Finn’s story. My upcoming book INBETWEEN (Kissed by Death, #1) will release August 14th, 2012 from Entangled Teen. But seeing as how we are honoring our Southern writers here I thought you guys should get an early peek. So enjoy!
Special Excerpt from INBETWEEN:Finn
I reached out my hand to her. “Dance with me.”
Emma just looked uncertainly at my outstretched fingers and chewed on her lip. “But if you touch me you’ll…”
“Then we won’t touch.” I pulled my hand back and smiled when she stood. “Just dance.”
Emma pulled her hands out of her sleeves and stared at her feet, looking lost. I stepped in closer. So close I could see my shimmer reaching out towards her skin, like metal to a magnet. I never needed to breathe, but now, in this moment, I couldn’t stop my lungs from pumping.
We moved together wordlessly. A step to the right. A smooth glide to the left. I wanted to do like I’d seen Pop do, tip her back and make her laugh like a girl in love. I didn’t. Instead, I settled for leaning in as close as I could, letting my cold, unnatural breaths coat her neck. She shivered.
“Hey, at least it won’t hurt if I step on your foot,” I said.
Emma chuckled and reached her hands up as if she meant to place them on my shoulders, then stopped herself and dropped them back down to her sides.
“I never know what to do with my hands,” she said.
“Well.” I leaned back and held up my hand. “If we were doing this for real, you’d put your left one here.”
She hesitantly raised her hand and placed it in front of mine so that our palms nearly touched.
“And in a very desirable world, mine would go right… here.” I placed my hand near her waist and she shivered, accidentally arching into my touch. My fingers scattered into a thousand iridescent particles, swimming around her like silver smoke. She gasped as I pulled my hand back and watched my fingers take shape again. I wiggled them at her and grinned.
Emma laughed. “Wow.”
I shrugged and kept moving. In the background, Billie Holiday crooned The Very Thought of You and somehow managed to put exactly how I was feeling into words.
“The mere idea of you. The longing here for you. You’ll never know, how slow the moments go, till I’m near to you,” I sang softly into Emma’s hair. Billie sounded way better of course, but the words felt too right not to say out loud.
“You’ve done this before,” Emma said. “I can tell.”
“Danced with a girl.” She ran her palms experimentally over my chest, her skin just a breath away. I ached for her to close that space, but she never did.
I tried, unsuccessfully, to steady my voice. “Just once,” I said. “School dance.”
Emma smiled and did a little twirl. “What was her name?”
I couldn’t think. I didn’t want to think about anything that didn’t begin and end with Emma.
“Can’t remember,” I mumbled just as the flash of a girl in pink satin swaying nervously in my arms shook me. I smiled. “She wore a pink dress. I remember that. And I was so nervous, I thought I might throw up.”
“Did you love her?” she asked quietly. We stopped moving. Silence swallowed us. Then the crackling hiss of the record sounded and a new tune began.
“No,” I said. “No, I didn’t love her.”
“Have you…” Emma took a step back and tucked her hair behind her ear. She wouldn’t look at me. “Have you ever loved anyone…like that?”
I may not have been able to say the words, but I couldn’t stop myself from moving towards her. Emma looked up at me, the question still lingering in her eyes. With one last spark of resolve, I went corporal. Caged her in with my arms and pressed my fingers into her back.
Emma trembled. But I didn’t think she was afraid. No, this was something else. I breathed her in, clutching her to me, dizzy from all of this contact. Our chests pressed together, and I couldn’t stop wondering what it would feel like for our mouths to touch.
I had to know.
Oh, this sounds really good! So, go on now, add this to your TBR now!
About the author:
Tara Fuller writes novels. Some about grim reapers. Some about witches. All of course are delightfully full of teen angst and kissing. Tara grew up in a one stop light town in Oklahoma where once upon a time she stayed up with a flash light reading RL Stine novels and only dreamed of becoming a writer. She has a slight obsession with music and a shameless addiction for zombie fiction, Mystery Science Theater, and black and white mochas. Tara no longer lives in a one stop light town. Now she lives with her family in a slightly larger town in North Carolina where they have at least three stoplights.
After a horrific fire claims the life of her mother, seventeen year old Rowan Bliss finds herself in the miniscule town of Ipswich, Massachusetts. It’s here that she meets Alex, a deliciously mysterious boy who holds the key to unlocking her family’s dark secret.
As Rowan falls helplessly over the edge for Alex, the secrets that he insists on keeping refuse to be contained, and the truth that she uncovers challenges everything she has ever believed. Alex is a witch. And now he’s awakened something within her she never even knew existed. But out of all of this, the one thing Rowan won’t accept is the fact that Alex is destined to die.
Now Rowan must unearth the buried power she harbors within to escape a deadly prophecy, defy the very laws of time, and prevent the hands of fate from taking yet another person she loves
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