Monday, May 27, 2013

Passionate About Books-Book Of The Week







Hey! So The White Aura is book of the week on Passionate about books (go like them, awesome page!) and Felicia's lowered the price to $1.99 for the week! : ) Also, there will be some giveaways on the page! Be sure and check it out all week.

Sorry about the format. Felicia sent it to me, so I can post it here, and it's kinda goofy. I tried fixing it, but you know me . . . sooooo not a techie. LOL But, hey, at least you can still read it. The story is great, so check it out while it's on sale.

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How do you live with the gut clenching truth that the one you love will die if you meet them?

Twenty year old sorcerer Scott Tabors is learning how. After seeing seventeen year old Olivia Whitehead outside of a coffee shop, his heart will never be the same. He longs for her, he wants her, and he knows she will be his. They are heart mates.
…but due to a curse on his family, he can’t meet her. Not yet. So for now, he visits her in her dreams. Her dreams where he can tell her everything but his name.


Olivia Whitehead is a typical junior in high school. She and her best friend are having the time of their lives, but she can’t help but notice the changes happening to her. Especially the changes in her heart after she begins dreaming about a mysterious dark haired young man. But what will happen when the school heartthrob decides he wants Olivia? Will she realize the dream man is real or will she move on?


#1-Olivia’s POV




 I’m outside. The moon is high and glowing, there are trees all around. This is a new location. I look

around for Mr. Sexy, but I can’t see him anywhere, it’s too dark. Looking around, I realize this place is

familiar.

Wait…I’m in the field I was day dreaming about earlier. The soft green grass is like silk between my


toes. There are yellow daisies everywhere. Trees line the perimeter, it’s almost like I’m in a box. I’m

wearing my shorts and cami, but I’m not cold. The wind is blowing just enough to ruffle my hair.

“Hello?” I call timidly.

Nothing.

It’s completely silent out, not even birds are chirping.

I glance around and walk forward. My arms are wrapped around the front of me, not for warmth,

but for comfort. I know I’m dreaming, but this is still kind of weird.

I see a deer to my left, just watching me. She’s beautiful and majestic. She starts to come towards

me the moment I wish I could pet her. My hand slowly reaches out and touches her course coat.

Huge brown eyes look into mine, there’s no fear.

“You’re beautiful,” I whisper.

“So are you,” a deep voice says from behind me.

I turn violently, scaring the deer off into the trees. Mr. Sexy is standing five feet in front of me. Jeans

and a fitted white t-shirt clothe his fit body.

“You’re here.”

“Of course I am, where else would I be?”

“I thought…well I wasn’t sure if this was our dream or just mine.”

“It’s ours Livvie,

it’s ours. Always ours.”





#2-Olivia’s POV


Aiden followed closely behind me. We sat and our hands brushed as we both reached for the same

arm rest. I giggled with embarrassment and moved the opposite rest instead. I breathed deeply,

trying to relax myself before the theater went dark. I moved my eyes slightly, trying to get a

sideways glance at Aiden. His chiseled face looked as stormy and dangerous from his profile as his

eyes did from the front.  As I studied him, he seemed to sense me and turned slowly. His eyes

seemed to swallow my soul and I felt my hand moving toward his. Just as I was inches from gripping

his fingers, J cleared her throat behind me.

My mind seemed to clear, like the fog lifting from the ground. I turned slowly, almost feeling

like my mind and body were not my own anymore. I looked at J, my eyes looking deep into hers but


my mind still felt disconnected. I felt like I was screaming inside, like I was trapped in my own body.

“Liv?”

The voice coming from mouth didn’t seem like my own. It sounded distant and disconnected.

“Yeah?”

She reached out grabbed my arm, gripping me tightly and shaking me slightly.

“Liv, what’s wrong?”

I glanced back at Aiden, still looking like a wild storm brewing, and I shrugged my shoulders in

confusion.





#3-Scott’s POV


My reflection was much calmer than my inside. I was an absolute wreck inside, worried and scared


about the events that would happen tonight at the dance. Wearing black dress pants and a white

buttoned shirt, I looked dressed up enough to blend in if I had to go in the building for any reason.

My pockets were loaded with stunning charms that would stun the attacker if I threw them at him. I

had a knife in my back pocket, big enough to do damage if needed. I didn’t want this fight to

become that violent, but I was prepared to protect Livvie if I had to.

Mark had similar charms and weapons to guard himself with. I had given them to him after he had

left school. Grandma and Sadie were prepared with spells they had memorized. Immobilizing spells,

memory erasing spells (for the dance goers), slumber charms, and they had found a few control

spells that would be handy if we needed the crowd to leave without putting up a fight. Overall, I felt

that we were well prepared. I couldn’t help the sinking feeling in the pit of stomach, a feeling that

told me The Crimson Calamitous was much stronger and this may all be for nothing.




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