Title -- Sacred Bloodlines (Book
1)
Author -- Wendy Owens
Free Everywhere
Blurb
Tragedy has defined Gabe's short existence in this
world. An ominous darkness lurked on the edge of his existence until one day in
a subway, strange things start happening. A series of events lead Gabe into a
new and fascinating life filled with angels and demons, but he isn't sure if he
wants to be a part of it.
Gabe is thrust into the middle of this exciting world
that is full of things he has longed for in his life but it comes with a price.
This new life also promises constant terrifying dangers that Gabe fears he may
not be able to survive.
Excerpt
Gabe closed his eyes and leaned
his head back against the cool subway tiles. The pungent smell of urine and
burnt electrical wires filled his nostrils as the loud roar of a passing train
erupted in his ears. His social worker’s words replayed again and again in his
head, “difficulties with home placement,” “a past filled with tragic
incidents,” “more time needed to find the right parental candidates.” Gabe knew
what that meant, after years of being shipped from one foster family to the
next, it was clear what people thought of him. He was cursed. “And why wouldn’t
they,” he thought. It was even obvious to himself.
The bustle of the station
increased as the train squealed to a halt. Gabe grabbed his ragged black
backpack and headed to the nearest set of open doors. He twisted and turned,
trying to make his way through the thick crowd. A chill came over him, one that
was all too familiar and Gabe found himself filled with dread. Coming to a
sudden stop he looked around at the sea of people. Just steps from the train
doors he was unable to move. He was staring and searching, his breath now
shallow. The voices around him were instantly silenced as a pulsing white noise
consumed his mind.
Gabe’s hands were clammy and he
felt his legs weaken. “Are you getting on or what?” the man behind him shouted.
The man was wearing a plain, tan trench coat and carried a briefcase. Gabe
looked back at him, not able to hear what he was saying for a moment, still
distracted by the deafening white noise in his head.
“Come on, some of us have
places to be,” the man grumbled as he rudely pushed past Gabe and boarded the
subway car. Stumbling to a nearby column, Gabe steadied himself, attempting to
regain his composure.
As sounds came flooding back,
he heard the buzzer warning that the doors would soon be closing. Gabe looked
up and prepared to make a dash for the opening. Before he could make his move,
he caught sight of a young woman standing in front of the subway doors. She was
wearing a long, black leather coat that was cinched at her waist. There was an
odd grey color that surrounded her, creating a halo effect around her entire
body. He had seen this before, actually more times than he cared to recall. He
even saw the same grey aura the night his parents died.
Gabe stared intensely at her
back as she stepped into the subway car. She slowly turned around, her black
hair was short, cut just above the chin, which she wore slicked back, tucked
behind her petite ears. Gabe thought she looked as though she were trying to
remove the femininity from her small frame in any way she could. Her skin was
pale; the color reminded Gabe of milk.
He watched, frozen, as the girl
lifted her head and looked directly into his eyes. She flashed him a small,
wicked smile as the doors closed. He saw her eyes flicker a hint of red. A
moment later, the train pulled away. Gabe slid to the cold floor as the
crushing weight of impending doom filled him.
Gabe had been plagued by these
feelings and visions his entire life. He could remember being sent to at least
a dozen different therapists all over the city. Their diagnoses were all the
same; however, ‘hallucinations brought on by depression caused by the tragic
loss of his parents.’ Some had him writing his feelings in journals, but most
of them found it easier to load him up on medication and send him on his way.
He had learned a long time ago that the easiest thing to do was to lie about
the visions.
Gabe wondered if the therapists
were all right. Perhaps he was just crazy with grief. His parents had died when
he was only five years old. He found it hard to believe such grief could plague
a person for eleven years, but what did he know, he was no ...
A loud
explosion suddenly interrupted Gabe’s thoughts. He reached out his hands to try
and steady himself as the ground under him shook violently. He threw up his
arms to cover his head, plaster crumbling and falling like rain from the high
ceilings.
OTHER BOOKS IN THE GUARDIANS SERIES
Cursed (Book 2)
by Wendy Owens
Blurb:
Some people are born into love,
some people are born into war, when Gabe discovered he was a Guardian Angel,
his life was suddenly thrust into both. If this hidden war wasn't enough to
deal with, Gabe learns he is fated to be the great protector who will one day
deliver the last prophet to either safety or death. All of these revelations
didn't matter for Gabe, he only cared that his new life included Sophie.
Sophie and Gabe grew closer over
the summer. She is now a fixture in his life that keeps him moving forward.
Evil doesn't stop stalking him just because he found happiness. This time
darkness finds it's way into Rampart manor and Gabe will have to decide if he
is willing to risk everything to try and stop it.
The
Prophecy (Book 3)
by Wendy Owens
Amazon
Barnes & Noble
Kobo
Blurb
Five years have passed since Gabe
abandoned Rampart, deserting his destiny and closest friends. The struggles
Gabe has endured to stay alive have changed him, hardening him into a man
unwilling to trust anyone or anything, dealing with difficulties connecting
with the outside world.
Gabe has finally found a certain
paradise--a peace in solitude--until a familiar stranger shows up on his
doorstep, pleading for Gabe's help.
Now he has to decide if he is truly
content in his new life, or if he is willing to risk his solitary happiness for
a little piece of the world he left behind.
Should he choose to accept the most
important duty of his life, one failure could mark the beginning of the end for
all mankind.
The Lost Years (book 4)
by Wendy Owens
Amazon
Barnes & Noble
Kobo
Blurb:
Gabe's world was forever altered by the people he came
to know and love at Rampart Manor. Although, it wasn't only his life that was
changed when he made the choice to leave them all behind.
During his five year absence, they each had a battle
with personal demons. Dina is faced with a moral dilemma, the path of good leading
to certain heartbreak, or evil, and a possibility of happiness.
Uri meets a mysterious woman who seems to have a lot of
the answers that he has been searching for, and she certainly has a place in
his heart, if he can only hold onto her.
Sophie is faced with choices she never knew would be so
difficult. The question now is: will the personal demons of the remaining
Guardians of Rampart be too much for them to overcome?
The Guardians Crown (book 5)
by Wendy Owens
Goodreads
Release Date: September 27th
Blurb:
Gabe is finally forced to answer the ultimate question, will he give his life to save the world? What about just to save the one he loves the most? The Guardians struggle to find another way--ideas that don't involve Gabe's death--to defeat Baal. Time is running out. What will Gabe choose? What price will he pay for that choice?
Author Bio:
Wendy Owens was raised in the small college town
of Oxford, Ohio. After attending Miami University, Wendy went on to a career in
the visual arts. After several years of creating and selling her own artwork,
she gave her first love, writing, a try.
Since 2011,
she has published a young adult paranormal series, The Guardians, which will
contain five books total, as well as a novella.
Wendy now happily spends her days writing—her
loving dachshund, Piper, curled up at her feet. When she's not writing, she can
be found spending time with her tech geek husband and their three amazing kids,
exploring the city she loves to call home: Cincinnati, OH.
Author Links:
Website: http://wendy-owens.com/
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/WendyLOwens
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