Pneuma
Pneuma
Series Book 1
by
Serena Kearney
Genre:
SciFi, Supernatural Romance
Estelle
Caldwell caused a war with her birth.
Estelle
Caldwell has friends, family...everything a girl could ask for. But
as she looks back on her life andher birthday approaches, weird
things start to happen.
Questions
are left unanswered. Her feelings are starting to become clear for
the one she's been in love with her whole life.
People
she knows start to become strangers to her.
She
has to leave to protect them... to
protect... him.
pneu·ma
ˈn(y)o͞omə/
noun
the
vital spirit, soul, or creative force of a person.
Do
you know what it feels like to hold fate in your hand?
Was
it fate that my whole life got turned upside down?
He
was the reason I had to leave.
Making
the sacrifice caused my heart to rip in two.
I
wanted normalcy. I wanted my life to be my own.
But
it's nothing without the people I love, and it's for
the
people I love that I have to leave.
Fate.
Please be kind.
Will
he still remember me?
Will our first and last kiss be one and the
same?
Please
remember.
Please be with me.
Family
is tested.
Memories are everywhere.
Love is one of the biggest
reliefs and hurts you can have at the same time.
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“Get her out of here! Now!” Gramps commanded.
They didn’t hesitate and pulled my arms the opposite direction and my feet
followed as I ran with them. I looked back just as we were about to turn the
corner and saw Borin stand tall and push Larry back with his heavy arms. Gramps
fell to the ground.
A wave flooded through me. A wave of
intense violence.
“NO!” I screamed and quickly turned
back, seizing my arms away from their grasps, heading back to help Gramps. I
could hear Reed and Kent’s footsteps run back after me. But I didn’t care. I
was not about to leave him. He was rubbing his head as Borin stood over him,
about to place a hand on him.
“Don’t you touch him!” The voice that
came out of my mouth was unrecognizable. I ran to him, holding out my arms to
shove him away.
My body felt unfamiliar. My feet
lightweight. My arms tingled as I felt a sensation rise to my shoulders, down
my forearms, and out my fingertips.
Before I could even touch Borin, he flew
away from Gramps’ side and slammed into a garbage receptacle a few feet away,
causing a dent with his body.
Surge
Pneuma
Series Book 2
***The
continuation from Book One- Pneuma***
Follow
Estelle and Reed's journey in Book Two- Surge.
surge
/surj/
noun
1.
a strong, wavelike, forward movement, rush, or sweep.
2.
a strong, swelling, wavelike volume or body of
something.
Confusion.
Jealousy.
Possession.
When
I find out our link isn’t complete, we have a whole other journey
to discover.
Through
pain, sweat, and a full out war between the planets, it is laid, not
only on my shoulders, but Reeds as well.
And
when I find out who Vega has captured and what he has in store for
us, I am going to need everyone’s help in the process.
Can
I do what I am fated to do?
Will
our love survive?
Or
will it be a tornado destroying everything in it’s path?
“I’m
sure she can handle herself.” Jovian tugged again at my arm, pulling me away
from Reed’s body, but his grip staying strong.
“Uh, you guys–” I cleared my throat.
“I’m sure she can too.” Reed cut me off.
They were in their own world.
Their
world where they were about to maul each other in front of my eyes.
“Hey! You guys need to get some food!”
The tornado feel of our swirling energies started to dissipate as Dennis stepped
into our circle, one hand on each of their shoulders. Their death gazes were
still locked onto each other. Reed’s piercing blue eyes were waves of rage,
while Jovian’s golden eyes were shining with nothing but heated ire.
I snatched my arm from Jovian’s grasp
and moved my waist away from Reed’s. “Yes, Dennis, I am starving!”
“All right, come on, guys!” Dennis
stepped into my place, moving me out of the way, and got in between Jovian and
Reed, squeezing them tightly with his arms wrapped around their shoulders.
Camatic
Pneuma
Series Book 3
camatic
/ka-ma-tik/
noun
A
pair of beings who have formed an unbreakable, metaphysical link.
They often experience heightened levels of ESP, including telepathy,
telekinesis, and remote viewing.
EARTH
The
first place I called home.
The
place I lived.
The
place I fell in love.
The place my family raised me.
The place I formed everlasting bonds.
Can
I ignore the ache in my chest when all I see through their eyes
is hate and
built up hostility?
When
I think I am done with one war, I have another to deal with.
Can
I do this?
Will
I be brave enough?
Reed
gives me strength.
Earth
is my home.
I
will save it.
“We are not your enemies!” I yelled as the
others came and circled around me, their bodies crouched, ready to fight anyone
who came near. The humans left their guns in the air and all pulled out knives
or daggers from their pockets, ready to kill us through hand-to-hand combat.
“Es, this isn’t fair, we can kill them
easily, what do we do?” Dennis whispered from in front of me. With a motion of
my hand, I turned the hovering guns and pointed them back at their owners. The
humans’ hands lifted in surrender.
“If we were your enemies, I could kill
you right now!” I took another breath. They had so much fear, yet so much
strength in their eyes. I softened my voice to say, “Is this what you want?”
No one answered. An arrow came flying
through the protective circle around me and near my head, but my eyes stopped
it in its place, then broke it in half, dropping to the floor.
“That doesn’t mean shit! You’re an alien
and we want you gone!” a deep voice yelled, one that I knew all too well.
Dennis stood up straight from his crouched posture; he knew too, along with
Reed. I threw the guns onto the ground, distracted, as I moved out of the
circle they made and stepped forward.
I scanned the shadows, but didn’t see
anything. But I could feel him.
Those
green eyes were planted on me. “Show your face, Kent!”
I
am a Leo. Born August 10, living on the east coast. I self-published
my first novel, PNEUMA, November 2014, and it's hasn't stopped
since.
One
of my biggest problems was having too much to read. Now my newfound
problem; having too much to write and not enough hands to type it
out. Not enough brains to put the stories together fast enough. Not
enough tea or coffee to keep me awake 24/7.
So,
like every normal person, I have to take it one day at a time.
My
cravings for sweets keep me going, any sort of cakes (especially red
velvet), pies, cookies, and ice cream.
I
have a cat named Bongo-Bongo, who loves to get in my way when I'm
trying to work, but is too cute for me to fight him off.
And
then I have my family, specifically my husband, who puts up with my
endless nights, my tapping of the keyboard, my ridiculous
imagination, and yet, he always encourages me to believe in myself
and follow my dreams.
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3 comments:
Sounds like a great read! Love the Excerpt
Awesome blog tour! The cover is really spectacular! Gorgeous colors too.
This sounds like a book that I wold enjoy. Thanks for sharing.
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