The Vanishing Girl Teaser
The Vanishing Girl is coming out in exactly three weeks. For those of you who don’t know much about it, here’s the book’s description:
In honor of it’s release, I wanted to share with you all a teaser from the book:
Every
night after Ember Pierce falls asleep, she disappears. She can teleport anywhere
in the world—London, Paris, her crush’s bedroom—wherever her dreams lead her. Ten
minutes is all she gets, and once time’s up, she returns to her bed. It's a
secret she’s successfully kept for the last five years. But now someone knows.
A
week after her eighteenth birthday, when frustratingly handsome Caden Hawthorne
captures her, delivers her to the government, and then disappears before her
eyes, Ember realizes two things: One, she is not alone. And two, people like
her—teleporters—are being used as weapons.
Dragged
off to a remote facility where others like her live, Ember’s forced to pair up
with her former captor, Caden, to learn how to survive inside until she can
escape. Only Caden’s making escape seem less and less appealing.
But
even as Ember falls for the boy who got her into this mess, she knows that she
is running out of time. Because the government has plans for those like her,
and those plans might just cost her, her life.
In honor of it’s release, I wanted to share with you all a teaser from the book:
“You know, I’m still angry with
you,” I said casually as Caden adjusted my grip.
The seconds ticked by, and I almost
thought Caden had missed what I said. Then he walked around me and leaned into
my ear. “Only because you finally met someone who’s your match.”
His low voice brought goose bumps to my skin,
and the hand that had been positioning my grip now skimmed along my arm. He
knew exactly what he did to me.
“You prevented me from escaping,” I
said.
He came around to face me. “No, the
government did that the moment they made you. I just caught you a bit sooner
than they might. But—” He leaned in conspiratorially. “I considered letting you
slip through my fingers.”
I scowled at him. “What changed
your mind?”
He lowered my arms, never taking
his eyes off me. “The moment I saw you …” Something flickered behind Caden’s
eyes. “You were real. Up until then you were just a phantom.”
“You talk about me as though you
knew about me even before we met,” I said. I shifted my weight uncomfortably.
Caden’s eyes glittered. “That’s
because I did. Ember Elizabeth Pierce, born on February twenty-eighth to Lila
and Gordon Pierce in Buffalo, New York.”
Caught off guard, I stumbled back
at his words. My grip on my paint gun tightened. Paintballs weren’t bullets,
but at such close range they could do a whole lot of damage.
As if sensing where my thoughts
were going, Caden twisted my wrist back and disarmed me.
“Hey—”
“We all have files, Ember,” he
said, emptying the paintball gun of its ammunition and setting the colored
balls on the table next to us. “I’ve memorized more than just yours, so you can
stop feeling special.”
But mine meant something to him.
That much I could tell.
“You were a teleporter who really
had disappeared,” he said, getting back on topic. “At least on paper. A trail
gone cold.”
I shook my head slightly. He’d
known about me, thought about me, before he’d met me. And, judging by his voice
and his mannerisms, I mattered to him, though I wasn’t sure why.
“And then the project found you,
and I got to see you in the flesh. And now here we are, princess.”
“Can I have my gun back, stalker?”
His lips quirked at the name. “Not
yet. You still look like you want to shoot me.”
“Stop that.”
He crossed his arms. “Stop what?”
he said, tilting his head. “Reading you?”
I said nothing, which was answer
enough.
He leaned in again. “I’m right, aren’t
I?” he said, his voice rough.
I pulled away to look at him.
“What?”
“It pisses you off that I’m your
equal.” God he sounded so smug. And he was right. He’d bested me over and over
again. That hadn’t happened in awhile, and it infuriated me.
I stared back at him. “You have me
all figured out, don’t you?”
A slow smile spread across his
face. “Not even close,” he said, “but I am making headway.”
And damn him, he was.
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Happy reading,
Laura