New Release:- Thirst
Author:- R.P Channing
Genres:
Young Adult Romance
Paranormal Romance
High School
Vampires, Demons, Witches
Dark Fantasy
Horror
240+ Pages
WITH BEAUTIFUL PHOTOGRAPHS
Blurb
~ Kira Sutherland ~
After a near fatal accident (and getting cheated on by her
'boyfriend'), and beating up the lead cheerleader (with whom the boyfriend
cheated...), and being labeled as
having 'issues' in her school because she, uhm, sees ghosts, Kira is left with two choices:
1. Continue her 'therapy' (where she's told the ghost is a
hallucination and also gets her legs ogled too often...)
Or
2. Go to Starkfield
Academy, a boarding school for "Crazies and Convicts" (as the
social media sites call them.)
She chooses the latter...
~ Cory Rand ~
Cory Rand has not had an easy life. His mother died in a car
accident when he was twelve, and so did his mother's best friend...sort of. You
see, Janice made a promise to take care of Cory just before she died, and so
she lingers. Undead. A ghost that watches out for him.
Brought up in an abusive home, Cory quickly falls into a
life of disreputable behavior. After his third offense (which was prompted by a
girl, as usual - he has a weakness) he's left with two choices:
1. Be tried as an adult and share a cell with a guy named
Bubba (he thinks...)
Or
2. Go to Starkfield
Academy, which Cory is pretty sure is run by vampires. But, hey, at least
he'll get an education.
He chooses the latter...
It's at Starkfield
that Kira meets Cory Rand, a boy with an insatiable Rage who sees ghosts, too.
As well as other things, other things from his past, things that confuse him,
things like fire and witches and demons.
Things he's always ignored.
Until now.
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Excerpt
PROLOGUE
My life was perfect.
I had the perfect shoes and the perfect friends and I
lived in the perfect house. My nails were perfect and my hair was perfect
(except on Sundays, it was always windy on Sundays) and I had the perfect clothes.
My lips were a perfect red and my hair perfectly straight. My eyeshadow was
perfect, my hips were...okay, and my
waist...well...also okay. Nothing was
wrong in my life.
But then there was Jack.
Jack was a problem.
He needed to go. I mean, when you’re dead, you’re dead! I had told him this endlessly.
Somehow, Jack didn’t get it. I mean, I felt sorry for the guy. Sure. Being
stuck between this life and the next. But just because I found him, does that
mean I needed to keep him?
I think not!
Sadly, when Jack got that look in his eyes, that
weary, almost teary (if his tear-ducts worked) look, I melted. I just couldn’t
send him away. Not even Jack knew where he would go after he died.
Would he, like, die?
As in — dead, nada, kaput, finito, gone,
no more? Bye bye, sayonara, ciao, hasta la vista baby and all that?
I couldn’t have that on my conscience. No way.
I lay on my bed, wondering what to do about him.
“Jaaaaaaack,” I hollered.
“Jaaaaaaack!”
Still no answer.
“Jack!”
Jack...materialized.
His eyes rolled down to the ground. He was making
those puppy eyes again. “Jack, I told you not to do that. I told you not to
play on my sympathies.”
His puppy eyes became worse.
His skin was gray and, well, dead.
“Oh, brother,” I said. “I have to do something about
you. If mom finds out I have another ‘imaginary friend’ — at my age — well, I’d
die of embarrassment. But, like, really
die. Not like you.” I wondered about this. Would
I die? Was Jack a freak accident, or did all people live on like him? Think of the cemeteries...
The idea excited me somewhat.
“What would you
have me do, Miss Kira?”
“Knock off the Miss Kira crap. I told you it’s just Kira.”
“Yes, Miss Kira.”
The dead. There’s just no reasoning.
“Fine, Miss Kira it is then.” Rover barked like a
lunatic in the garden. No one else might be able to see Jack, but I was sure my
dog could.
“I have to
do something about this,” I mumbled.
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Author Bio
R P Channing started writing three years ago, but never
published anything even after churning out over a million words of fiction. Thirst: Blood of my Blood is the first
book he dared to publish. When asked why, he said, “Because it’s the first
thing I wrote that my wife actually enjoyed reading.” When not hammering away
(most literally) at his keyboard, he can be found buried in a book, reading
anything from romance to horror to young adult to non-fiction to comedy.
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