ARC Review and Giveaway
Silver Mortal
book one of the Gracen Chronicles
by Jenna Kay
There is a world
invisible to Untouched eyes, where demons rule the shadows and prey on
the innocents. Gracen Potts lives in this world. Her job is to serve
and protect those who are oblivious to the monsters hiding from the
light.
As a Silver Mortal Gracen has the power to send these
demons back to Hell. With the Silver Eagle blood running through her
veins she feels like nothing can take her down. That is, until she
meets a group of Night Vipers who have escaped the Viper clan.
Can Gracen keep doing her job of demon slaying and protect the rebel Vipers?
About the author
Jenna Kay has always had a vivid imagination. Blessed with three
older brothers and two loving parents that encouraged her to follow her
dreams; she decided to leave an 8 year career of being a cosmetologist
to become a full time author. Jenna felt that it was time to bring the
supernatural to life. Her novel, “Mark of the Seer” will be Jenna’s first with Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing.
Jenna currently resides in North Georgia where, when not writing, she
spends time with her three young children and her loving husband.
Jenna’s heart is to impact the lives of young adults that are going
through the hardships of this life with a hope that there is way more
out there than just the pains of the world.
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Excerpt
The preface had me hooked so with Jenna's permission here it is:
I've always been a little different, leaning toward the weird and unusual side. From
my long white hair and fair skin, to my almost clear blue eyes—weird, weird, weird. Not to
mention my anti-social status and could care less attitude. But my weirdness level shot up to
maximum proportions the day I turned thirteen. That was the day I saw a werewolf for the
first time.
Now I say werewolf because it looked like something from the horror movies I'd
watched and the paranormal books I'd read. Black beady eyes, tall, hairy, muscular body,
sharp claws, long snout and teeth, pointy ears, resembling a large canine—you get the
picture. Though later on I learned it had not been a werewolf at all, but a demon.
Demon. Yes, that's what I said. You see, up until that day I thought I was just your
average looney, knowing and seeing nothing but what I saw in front of me. Everything had
been school, boys, headaches, bitchy girls, and tests—crappy school junk. Little did I know
that I'd been born into a family who had been touched long ago by the supernatural.
The day I'd seen the werewolf demon I'd screamed bloody murder, pointing at it in
fear. I'd almost peed my pants because of the terror that held my body hostage! Then
confusion set in when my fellow classmates hadn't freaked out with me. I mean, come on!
There was a freaking werewolf in the room. Though while I'd screamed “werewolf”, everyone
in class had stared at me with wide eyes, thinking I was the freak of nature instead of the
monstrous creature. It had dawned on me that I was the only one seeing the werewolf...and
the werewolf knew it. He'd thrown his hairy head back, making a sound in between a laugh
and a thunderous howl.
That was my last day at that school. I'd ran home to my grandmother, who had raised
me from birth (per my mother's wishes) and told her everything. The werewolf, me
screaming, my classmates staring at me like I was insane...everything.
To my utmost surprise she'd remained calm, which had completely flustered me, but
looking back now I can see why she had stayed chill. She'd known that day had been a long
time coming, though she'd left me out of the loop. But I had not gotten angry with her, even
though I'd had every right to be. I mean, how could I be mad at the grandmother who'd
raised me because my mother had gone AWOL?
Anyway, Granny had gone into her room and returned with a hand held mirror.
“Tell me, Gracen,” she had whispered. “Tell me what you see.”
I can remember like it was yesterday. I remember seeing the marks for the first time.
Silver claw marks to be more precise, that started on my temples and ran down my cheeks,
though they were very faint. Later on I learned that those marks could only be seen by others
after midnight...among other things.
That was when I learned of my supernatural heritage.
Many centuries ago a legend was born. It spoke of a silver eagle that flew the skies in
search of the purest of hearts, looking for the right persons to change. The ones who would
take and use its otherworldly powers to fight the evil forces of the night. It scratched the
chosen humans and they became transformed. A fierce power burned through their veins,
and at the stroke of midnight, every night, the claws marks from the eagle would surface,
turning a metallic silver. Their eyes would also turn silver, making their vision strong and
more precise, for after midnight they could see in the dark as if it were daytime, and they
could see for miles as well. Their strength and agility increased to super hero level, giving
them an edge to the evil walking the earth.
They became known as the Silver Mortals, humans marked by an unearthly force, their
mission to protect humanity against the evil that inhabits the planet.
Never heard of them? No, of course you haven't. No sane person would believe in a
silver eagle that went around empowering people with gifts so they could fight in a
supernatural war, the battle between good and evil. Angels and Demons.
To finish the legend, the silver eagle injected its power into the ones who had been
chosen, or another term some have used, Touched. Generation after generation the bond has
gotten stronger, the blood growing more and more potent to rid the world of the evil that is
invisible to Untouched humans...well, most humans, that is.
I say most humans, because I am human...and I'm also a Silver Mortal. I know how to
hunt, fight, and kill demons, no matter what shape, form, or monster it portrays. I'm only
sixteen but my name is getting out there, causing an uproar amongst a group of humans who
have been touched by a more sinister entity.
Satan.
Just as a silver eagle came to earth to transform the purest of hearts, a fallen angel
known as Botis was sent to earth, crawling out of the depths of Hell, to mark the humans with
the blackest of hearts. These humans would use their powers to aid in the destruction of
mankind. Hellbent on causing pain, finding enjoyment in watching others tormented and
oppressed.
Botis, in the form of a huge black viper, would bite and inject the sinful man or woman
with his diabolical venom, turning them into a Night Viper.
The Night Vipers are evil spirited humans, and they will stop at nothing to destroy my
kind. They are humans teamed up with demons to create chaos and devastation in their
wake. Like the Silver Mortals, they are spread all over the world, and they too bare their own
signature mark—a coiled black viper that takes up one side of their face.
When my gift emerged I had to say goodbye to Granny and the cozy cottage we shared
deep in the North Carolina mountains. I had to go live with someone who knew what I was
going through, the person who had abandoned me when I was a baby—my mother, who is
also a Silver Mortal, just like her father had been, and like every generation before us.
We live in a city full of both good and evil—New York City.
Now if you were to see me walking down the street, you'd see a normal looking sixteen
year old girl with horrible white hair and skin deathly pale. But people with supernatural
eyes can see me for what I truly am...
A warrior.
As for the silver eagle who injected my ancestors centuries before, no one has seen,
heard, or even knows where it came from. We only know that we have a job to do, and that
we are counted on.
My name is Gracen Potts. Welcome to my world.
My review
I received this this book as an ARC for review. The release date for Silver Mortal is September 21st, 2012.
I am so glad I didn't have to wait to get my hands on it.
Alot of YA books out there with sixteen years old characters just don't sound sixteen.
I really feel like it's a teenager telling the story. Even at only 4% into the book I felt like I was much farther in which is amazing. I felt like I knew Gracen
already. From the very beginning you know she's going to be a very strong character. From her thought process to her sassy mouth to her moral compass.
I really feel for Gracen being sixteen and not able to live in a teenage world must be so hard to deal with.
I love phoenix brought up in a horrible place and tormented every day of his life. But though everything he still has the kindest of souls.
brought together under the most desperate of circumstances Gracen and Phoenix are brought together soul mates as star crossed lovers in a way, mortal enemies in love. And everything Gracen was brought up to feel tells her that it's wrong, that he is the enemy. I really like how their relationship unfolds neither of them ever having a real relationship before.
Wonderfully written this book had very strong characters and the flow of the story was perfect. I enjoyed every moment I was reading this book and have to say that It is very much a must read. Five stars to Silver Mortal and an A+ to Jenna for an amazing book!
Giveaway
There will be three winners:
#1 will receive an ecopy of Silver Mortal
and
a signed poster
#2 will receive a paperback
and
a signed bookmark
#3 will receive a signed post and bookmark
(ebook provided by TerrisBookAddiction
paperback, posters and bookmarks
provided by Jenna Kay)
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