Excerpt: The Reapers by Jacinta Maree


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ReaperThe Reapers
(My Demonic Ghost, #2)
By: Jacinta Maree
Publisher: Staccato Publishing
Published: September 17th 2013
Genre: Paranormal YA

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The day you die is meant to be the end, but for 18 year old Jordon Hastings, his death was only the beginning.

In a dark and twisted world, lost spirits known as Reapers remain behind after death to help collect the spirits from the realm of the living. A new Reaper, Jordon struggles to accept his fate and lingers in the shadows of his mortal life. But when a demon wolf starts to live through his shadow, hunting his family and friends Jordon has no choice but to leave. As soon as he accepts his new role the truth behind the relationship between Reapers and Angelic Hunters is revealed. His loyalty is tested, making him choose between a corrupted God and a single Banished Spirit.

 

Excerpt

My peaceful, relaxing shower wasn’t as peaceful or relaxing as I had hoped. Paranoid, I kept checking the bathroom window, making sure Raix was still entertained with the water outside and not stalking my family. It really wasn’t a comfortable feeling. I slouched back into the shower, my thoughts suddenly overfilling as if the water hitting me was tipping the scale.

Raix is a dangerous monster. He is an omen, a creature of death. Even though Elliot said we don’t cause death, Raix is clearly unstable and capable of adjusting one’s fate. And me, I know I didn’t imagine the sensation when Raix approached Nathan; nostrils flaring, tongue swelling and his lips peeling back in a hungry smirk. And the way my eye itched with the shifting of the Reaper tattoo printing my face with ink.

I was putting them all in danger.

I am a Reaper. I am death. There is no way I’ll be able to weasel out of this. I bear the markings just like those other Reapers, and though I still walk the earth, my soul does not belong to me. Raix is a part of who I am, and why he chose me I’ll never understand.

Maybe he has always been there and is the darkness within me? Maybe he is the bad thoughts I try to bury within my consciousness?

I turned off the shower taps, got myself dressed, and went back down to Raix in the yard.

He was on his back, belly up, grinding his spine into the dirt like he had an itch. I turned off the sprinklers before the water could turn the dirt to mud.

In solemn silence I leaned up against the fence, looking up at my home. The kitchen light was on as well as the one in Mum and Dad’s bedroom but everything else was in darkness. Raix rolled over and shook himself clean. He then walked over and slumped down next to my legs, resting his chin on his crossed paws, exhausted from all of his playing. The beast’s heavy chest moved up and down, each exhale like a hiss through his nose.

“It’s just you and me…” I breathed.

Raix glanced up at me, his eyes burning silver. And slowly, very cautiously so as to not alarm him, I slouched down onto my knees and held my hand out. I placed my hand on his muzzle and felt that it was warm despite the winter’s cold touch. It sent a very pleasing tingle through my entire body. I sat myself on my rear and let my head fall back. I must’ve sat there for hours watching the moon’s gentle radiance bloom in the middle of the starless night. Raix was quiet also, his body radiating enough heat that I felt toasty and warm.

I am going to leave forever. That was my final decision.

 

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Self confessed chocaholic, Jacinta was born and raised in Melbourne Australia with her loving family of five. Even as a child Jacinta had an itch to write. Writing was the one constant hobby she clung to, also trying her hand at piano, flute, tennis, horseback riding and drama.

Jacinta works full time in the family business and spends her afternoons either playing basketball, reading, writing or hanging out with friends. She is always happy to try something new; getting her real estate license, practicing ninjitshu, Zumba and parkour to name a few.

For her future, Jacinta sees herself writing. It is a large part of her identity and something she hopes to continue. Aside from her love of stories she loves Japan and its unique and beautiful culture and history. From their delicious sushi dishes right down to their wooden sandals and kimonos. She is also a huge cat person and loves to snuggle up in front of the fire for a good movie or book. Her favorite genres are paranormal and fantasy but she also loves anything written by thriller writer, Stephen King.

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  1. Thanks for being on the tour, Kristin! 🙂

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