Elemental Earth
Kinsey Knight
Coming Soon!
YA Fantasy
Blurb:
My name is Trinity
Liathain, typical human teenager to many. But reality is I’m a young fae, split
between two very different worlds. Just as I find a guy who I can be myself
with, my little corner of Blue Cove erupts in drama I’m not prepared for. The
gauntlet to a war that shouldn’t be mine is at my door, bringing creatures that
terrify and mesmerize me. I’m visited by ancient forces who for some reason,
think I’m the answer to another dimension’s problems. They grant me
tremendous power to protect myself. From what, you ask? If my short journey
through life has taught me anything, it’s that the people closest to you, make
the worst enemies.
Excerpt:
A feather-soft
sensation grazed my hand. A long deep breath didn’t fortify me when I craned my
neck. I tore my hand away.
A tarantula
the size of a football crawled over my book, clear liquid dripping from its
oversized fangs. Where the venom touched, chunks of my book
disintegrated.
The chair
careened behind me, as I jumped to my feet. Adrian’s growl shook the windows,
the only warning of my stupid mistake. He reached for me too late. Mr.
Conevetti’s stick arm shot around my waist, and dragged me over the
desk.
“You can’t
ssstop me.” His mechanical screech resonated through my eardrums. “He wantsss
her.”
I choked back
a scream as he gave up his glamour, revealing a horrific face caught between an
alien and an ant. I flailed, punching him in the neck, shoulder—anything my fist
blindly reached. His rock hard exoskeleton prevented his injury. Cuts broke out
over my knuckles.
“Put her
down,” Adrian snapped, every pound the Goblin royal.
“Trinity…” My
name coming from those pincers serving for a mouth was the single most horrible
thing I’ve ever heard. He hissed at Adrian, who circled
us.
I was not,
nor ever would I be a damsel in distress, waiting for her prince to save her.
Not in this life time, or the next. I sought any kink in his armor. I elbowed
the bug man in the face, gritting my teeth as his pincers sliced into my
flesh.
He released
me with a surprised squeal. I landed wrong on my feet. My knees ached, but I
ran. My momentum propelled me toward the terminals. I jumped, my foot landing on
the chair. I was airborne, flying over the grotesque spider and the computers,
thrashing awkwardly on my descent. The back of my head slammed against the
opposite terminal, changing my trajectory. I hit the floor, twisting my ankle.
The shock of pain on top of everything else forced a gasp from
me.
The spider
dropped, scuttling across the floor.
“You all
right?” Adrian yelled. Under the row of desks, only legs were visible—a pair of
jean clad ending in thick biker boots, and two sticks in
loafers.
“I’m good!” I
lied through my teeth.
The spider
scurried closer. I ripped a keyboard out of its USB port, wielding it as a
weapon. The thing paused.
“Come on. I
don’t have all day.”
It jerked, as
if it understood. It crept around me, I suppose seeking a weak spot. It lunged,
and I swung. I hit the rounded, furry body across the room like a baseball. It
hit the window with a sickening thump, and didn’t move again. The acidic poison
from it fangs ate through the glass in watery line. The rancid smell
intensified.
I peeked over
the walls of the desk. Adrian darted and weaved, the skill of a fighter shocking
me. Sure, every now and then a guy might scrap, but this was taking it to
another level. Mr. Conevetti wasn’t fast enough for him.
They
danced around each other in a primal, masculine array. Adrian bared his teeth.
“Trinity, for the love of the Goddess, run!”
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