What would you do if you learned everything you knew about
the world was wrong? Microbiology student Elena Michaels is about to find out.
After a few chance encounters with Alexavier Edmunds, a strange but intriguing
student on campus, Elena is on the run from an ancient organization of
angel-like beings. Strange things are awakening within her, and there is only
one with the answers—the Elder. But can she make it to him in time?
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Elena's face felt cold as the blood drained from it.
She had not seen the woman's mouth move while she spoke. She sobered almost
instantly, the hackles on her neck rising as she stared at the woman's cold
smile. She recognized the voice in a moment of lucidity as the one she had
heard at the airport, their tail, their stalker—one of the Opposition.
My mistress was
right, the woman's voice continued. She
told me it would be a matter of time before one of you two slipped up. The
amazing thing is you both slipped up at the same time. The woman turned to
Elena.
The woman stood nearly a whole foot shorter than
Elena and appeared much more fragile. Elena tried to gauge whether or not she
would be able to handle this woman on her own. She knew from experience Daimon
men were quite powerful, but never expected such strength from females.
Let me clue you
in on some secrets. First, Daimon men cannot handle their liquor. In fact, all
Daimones are very quickly undone by alcohol. The woman eyed Elena up and
down before saying, Second, you could
never take me on. To illustrate her point, the small woman gripped the
countertop and crushed a small section of it into powder.
"What do you want from me?" Elena asked.
The choice is
simple, the woman replied mentally. Either
come with me to see my mistress. Or...
"Or?" Elena asked, realizing she would
regret this decision.
Or you and your
companion die, the woman replied. A placid and sickly happy smile spread
across her face as she said it.
The woman's evident pleasure at making such a dire
threat sent a chill down Elena's spine. She conjured up the most severe feeling
of pain she could imagine and directed it right at the Daimon woman as she had
done to the other Daimon in Canada. However, instead of the anticipated effect
of crippling pain she had seen in the Daimon man, the woman's eyes flashed, and
then she laughed.
Silly girl,
the woman said to her mentally. I am no
mere weakling. Your foolish mind games have no effect on me.
Alec...I need
your help! Elena cried out, hoping beyond hope he would hear and come to
her aid.
The woman started laughing even louder. A terrifying
grin crossed her face. He can't hear you.
Alcohol impairs Daimon abilities. And Alec has had a few too many. I guess I
shouldn't have bought him so many rounds!
Elena didn't wait for the woman to move. Filled with
blind rage over being trapped by this woman, she pressed her attack. If her
death was on the menu, then she would take this woman with her as dessert.
Elena bowled into the small Daimon woman, throwing
all of her weight into the attack. To her surprise, the woman fell backward
with her arm clutching at the sink.
She didn't stay down for long, though and responded
by pushing back at Elena with startling speed, shoving her back a few paces.
Elena responded as fast. She threw her hands up in
anticipation of the Daimon woman's attack. However, she couldn't fathom what
kind of attack to expect coming at her.
The small woman was lithe. She maneuvered herself
underneath Elena's arms and thrust upward with both arms like lofting a
volleyball lifting Elena off of her feet and throwing her into the far wall.
Elena managed to turn herself sideways in order to absorb her impact with the
wall and push herself off into a counterattack.
Elena rushed across the room. The woman crouched at
her approach. Instead of missing her target, however, Elena lowered her center
of gravity and leapt, flying over the woman's back. While sailing over her
opponent's body, Elena stretched out and grasped the woman around the waist.
Elena's momentum carried her forward, and she tucked
her head and rolled, pulling the Daimon woman off her feet and flipping her
onto her head with startling force. The Daimon's legs flailed and slammed into
the large wall mirror, shattering it.
But she did not stay down for long. Before Elena
could right herself, the woman leapt up and moved back across the room. Elena
stood and whirled to face the woman but was caught off guard as a fist struck
her across the face. Surprisingly, it did not carry much force. Elena brushed
the blow off and delivered her own to the woman's chest, forcing the woman back
several feet.
The Daimon crumpled, winded by the force of Elena's
attack. When the Daimon stood again, she clutched a large shard of the broken
mirror, which she wielded like a knife.
Thanks Scott for joining me at the Bookpile!
1. I write because…
This is going to sound cheesy and cliché, but I write
because it is part of my soul. I have written fiction my whole life, but didn't
decide to transition into it full time until only a few years ago. Since then,
I have been writing my heart out. And to tell the truth, there is nothing more
I would want to do for my vocation.
2. If I were your
favorite cookie, what would I be?
My favorite cookie has always been a coconut macaroon.
There's just something about the flavor and texture that completely appeals to
me.
3. Plotter or
pantster?
I am a little bit of both, actually. I like to have a
general idea of where I need the car to go, but let the details of the journey
evolve by themselves. I feel this approach leaves me open for plot shifts when
the story calls for them, but also allows me to stay focused on the endgame.
4. What is your
favorite type of character to write about and why?
My favorite type of character to write about would be the
"others" from a first-person perspective—anyone not the main
character. My background is in anthropology, history, and archaeology and I
like to be an observer of people. While watching, I like to think up a person's
back story based on their appearance and interactions. Writing about the
"other" characters outside my main first-person character allows me
to do the same thing.
5. Hamburgers or
sushi?
I would have to go with a bacon double burger with
mushrooms.
6. Name three things
on your desk.
My laptop, a drinking glass, and candles (I usually set
myself up on the dining room table).
7. What books have
influenced your writing style?
I am an avid reader and all of them influence me one way or
another. My strongest influences, I feel are HP Lovecraft, ER Burroughs, and
Douglas Preston/Lincoln Child.
8. Tell us a little
about your book.
Awakening is the tale of a Elena Michaels, a college student
wanting to study genetics, and whose whole world is torn apart. After meeting a
mysterious stranger on campus, Elena learns the world is not what she ever
thought it was. She finds herself thrown in the middle of a long civil war
between two warring factions of angels—one seeks to dominate humanity, the
other seeks to enslave it. Accompanied by Alexavier Edmunds, she begins to
experience a strange new world as she struggles to find the Elder—perhaps the
only one who can help her survive.
9. What advice do you
have for new and aspiring authors?
My advice for new and aspiring authors is to keep at it.
Keep working, keep refining, and keep a positive attitude. There will be many
disappointments along this journey, but they are not barriers—only tests of
your conviction.
10. What is next on
your writerly horizon?
Currently I am working on several new projects. I have a
standalone horror story, a spaghetti western gunslinger series set in a
post-apocalyptic society, and of course, the sequel to Awakening. Some
interesting stories will be coming up in the future. Keep your eyes peeled and
be sure to follow me on Facebook, Google+ and Twitter for updates.
Top 5 favorite (pick one) desserts, movies, things to eat,
ice cream flavors, books.
Top 5 Favorite
Movies:
The Goonies
Harry Potter (whole series)
Chronicles of Riddick (whole series)
Transformers (whole series)
Count of Monte Christo
Scott Wieczorek is a professional archaeologist working in
the American Middle-Atlantic region. He has written numerous short stories and
several full-length novels ranging from science fiction to paranormal mystery
to horror. In addition, he writes reviews of books by Independent authors.
Samples of his work are available on his blog at
wieczorekfictblog.blogspot.com.
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