I’m ridiculously stoked to be a part of my amazing fellow writer Erin Latimer’s blog tour for her debut book, FROST! Shes an amazingly talented author, and though I haven’t finished the whole book yet, what I have read is freaking amazing.
But who am I kidding? This blog is known for stories, so let’s get to the excerpt (and the giveaway!). Here’s the blurb to get you into the mood:
Megan Walker’s touch has turned to ice. She can’t stop the frost, and the consequences of her first kiss are horrifying.
her new powers attract attention, Megan finds herself caught up in an
ancient war between Norse giants. One side fueled by a mad queen’s
obsession and an ancient prophecy about Ragnarök, the other by an
age-old grudge. Both sides believe Megan to be something she’s not. Both
sides will stop at nothing to have her.
Fire or frost. It’s an impossible decision, but she’ll have to act soon, because the storm is coming.
And now, enjoy the awesomeness of the excerpt:
I froze the first guy I ever kissed, and I don’t mean he got cold feet.
We were sitting on his bed. His parents were out, and the door was closed. I ran my fingers over the bumps in his feather comforter, looking at everything but him. The mattress shifted as he leaned forward, and then his lips gently brushed mine, sending a delicious shiver over my skin. I closed my eyes.
Was I doing this right? Could he tell how nervous I was?
His fingers tangled in my hair, bringing me closer, and my skin tingled all over. The scent of cologne made me lightheaded. I wanted to stop time in that moment, to make it last forever.
And then he stopped.
My eyes fluttered open. His hand was still grasping my hair, and he was perfectly still. Eyes shut, lashes shadowing his pale cheeks.
His lips were blue.
I gasped, trying to scramble away, held fast by my hair. “You’re scaring me. Let go!”
A thin, white network of shining ice had formed on his cheeks. When he exhaled, his breath crystallized and hung between us. He didn’t move or blink.
“Adam!” I twisted in his grip, extracting myself painfully, leaving him clutching a fistful of blond hair.
He blinked and shook his head. Then his teeth began to chatter. “What…?”
I ran—through the hallway and out the door, barrelling down the sidewalk, my heart thundering in my ears the whole way.
At home, I crawled into bed and pretended to be sick for the rest of the week. Until I could tell myself that I really had been sick. That I’d been feverish and delusional.
That was how it started, back when I was living in California, where I belonged. Then my uncle and aunt moved us to the frozen tundra they call Canada, to some hick town named Grande Prairie.
And that was when it all went to hell.
Erin Latimer is a young adult fantasy writer who was born and raised in Victoria, BC and recently moved to Vancouver. She writes books, makes silly vlogs about writing and reads excessively.
Her book FROST was released by Patchwork Press on August 25th, 2015. FROST is a YA fantasy based on Norse mythology, about a teen who accidentally freezes the first boy she kisses and discovers her family tree is weirder than expected.
For more about Erin, check out her website.
Man, this post is loaded with awesome. But now get out there and support this amazing book!