Last Spring you were introduced to the first book in the Secret Keeper series titled, The Secret Keeper. Book one was received with amazing reviews and so I'm super-excited to announce that today is the cover reveal for the second book In The Dying Light. I don't want to give too much away since it is book two but here is the blurb you will read on the back of In The Dying Light.
Winter Merrill knew it would be difficult when she took on an
ancient curse to save her family, but couldn’t have imagined the isolated
existence she would inherit.
When her long-time boyfriend’s demanding college
schedule competes with her needs, Winter is left completely alone to fight the
dark secrets she bares. At her breaking point a stranger enters Winter’s life,
one who understands how she feels and more importantly knows how to eliminate
the curse.
Will his friendship be a new beginning for Winter or will it
prove to be her demise?
And now, (Drumroll please.....)here is the cover for In The Dying Light
If you haven't read book one yet, get caught up! Grab The Secret Keeper, the first book in
the series before In The Dying Light comes out in March. It's 99super-cheap cents this week.
Here are the links to find it.
Still can't decide? Here’s a little excerpt from The Secret Keeper to get you
started
Over and over in my head I repeated, “She can make my secret
go
away.”
I’m not sure if I was trying to convince myself, or trying to keep
myself
from going nuts, but the phrase calmed me as I drove.
I found Lejo Street and began the steep climb to the top. The
houses
in
this neighborhood were small. Most were weathered if not
completely
forgotten. Pines grew too close together. Piles of rusted tools
and
long-forgotten bathroom fixtures littered the landscape, hidden
only
by overgrown grasses and neglected Quakies. No wonder everyone
thought
it was creepy.
My heart rate quickened with the ascent, and my palms left
sticky
sweat
on my steering wheel. I wiped them on my jeans only to have the
moisture
build up again immediately. Soon there was nothing but dense
forest;
a blur of green, broken only by the ashen skies above. The rain
came
down in unyielding sheets and I turned up the windshield wipers.
Back
and forth they went like a giant metronome, keeping in step with
my
nervous heartbeat.
I strained to see out the windows until all at once there was
nothing
in
front me but a large rusted metal gate and a cracked wood sign, painted
long
ago, that declared, “No trespassing.” Beyond the gate, through the
trees
and the rain, I saw the pale blue house that the girl in the park had
described.
One more time I said out loud, “She can make my secret
disappear.”
I’d
almost convinced myself now. I had to be convinced, what with the
dilapidated
house in the middle of nowhere and the stormy weather.
Everything
screamed “Don’t go in!” but I was driven to try something,
anything,
not to lose my best friend and boyfriend.
I
climbed from the car and ran until I reached the porch, slipping and
having
to catch myself as I tried to take the stairs too fast. Light spilled
out
through a crack in the curtains, letting me know someone was there.
I
lifted my hand to knock on the old splintered door and froze. I didn’t
know
the secret keeper’s name. How would I address her? Before I could
decide
what to do, the heavily scratched door handle turned and the door
opened
a crack. My mouth fell open. The eyes that peered through the
opening
were surprisingly young.
My throat felt tight as I swallowed and it sounded loud to
me. I
could
turn and run. Everything in my gut told me to go, but I stood like
a
marble statue frozen by my anguish.
Who are you looking for?” she asked.
Her melodic voice made me think of dozens of wind chimes all
tinkling
at once. Still, I felt uneasy.
I made myself spit out the words. “The Secret Keeper.”
An excruciatingly long minute passed and I thought she might
tell
me
that I had the wrong house or that I should get off her property.
Finally,
in a voice no louder than a whisper she said, “Come in. I’m the
Secret
Keeper.”
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