Title: The Aeon Star
Author: Lauren T. Hart
Genre: New Adult, Sci-Fi
Jenny has never wanted for more than the
simple, normal life she has; helping her parents care for her seven younger
siblings, working for her dad at his church, going to college someday –
hopefully in the fall. And one day, settling down with the boy next door to
start a family of her own…
There’s just one problem. Jenny was never
meant to have an ordinary life. She can ignore the nightmares, her parent’s
overprotective natures, and even the sense that she doesn’t really belong. But
try as she might, she can’t escape her destiny and when the dangers and secrets
of a past she can’t remember come hunting for her, her simple life doesn’t just
crumble it shatters.
Nick Grace is a researcher looking for a way
to destroy an ancient evil – one that sounds hauntingly similar to Jen’s
nightmares. Nick says he wants to help her find answers, but can she trust him?
The inescapable pull she feels toward him whenever he’s near only makes her
more unsure.
As the danger looms ever closer,
she will have to make a stand against her enemies as well as her friends
in this compelling urban-sci-fi page turner, with just the right amount of
romance, that will keep you guessing up to the very last plot twist.
Author Bio
Don't you just hate it when authors write
about themselves in third person? I do. So, for this "about the
author" you get me, talking about me.
I've always loved stories. I began my writing
career in the entertainment industry where, as one does in that field, I held a
number of other job titles as well: director, producer, actor, voice actor, and
on and on... But none of them could hold a candle to the joys and frustration
of staring at a computer screen for hours on end, daydreaming, researching,
constructing and reconstructing sentences that would ultimately be nixed during
editing. Writing, some like to call it. Some say crazy, some say passionate.
It's probably a bit of both. And I love it! As for me, just me -- I love to
learn, to laugh to read, to write. I love to lounge about with friends and
family and music. I have nerdish tendencies and overuse the word awesome. I
love words and artistry and intangible magic. I think a lot-- it's one of my
favorite pastimes. I'm prone to repeating myself and I loathe taking things too
seriously. Some of my broad term areas of interest (at the moment) include:
writing, reading, grammar, language, the human condition, creativity and the
creative process, science fiction as well as science fact, the supernatural, animals,
art, culture, the pursuit of happiness and the interrelatedness of all things.
I was born and then raised throughout the
mountainous desert state of Utah, located in the western part of the USA, where
I currently reside with my partner in life and love, our 3 sons and some dogs.
Life is good.
Happy Reading!
You can find me online at these exotic
locations:
Facebook.com/laurenthartwrites
Instagram.com/laurenthart
Twitter.com/laurenthart
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Book Excerpt
She
wasn't hidden, but he'd never found her here before. She stood alone atop a
craggy rock that jutted up from the ocean several miles from the shore. The
wind teased her long dark hair into the air and smoothed her gown against her
skin. White tipped waves crashed against the rocks, wetting her bare feet and
legs with salty sea.
She
could hear voices on the wind, the distant whisper of kindred souls that spoke
of circumstance and sentiment and a forgotten life she'd left behind. She knew
better than to listen, than to follow, than to find. It would only make the
Hunter able to find her faster, but there was something different on the wind
now, something had changed. There was an excitement among the masses — a sense
of urgency — a unity that made them harder to ignore. They weren't just
talking; they were calling out to her.
Could
she risk a closer look? Should she?
Something
dark swept low across the horizon.
She
crouched low to the rock. It might have been a trick of the senses but she
wasn't willing to risk it. It was time to go.
In
an instant she was crouched next to a wall of stone in a sunny garden. Fresh
greenery and tiny buds spoke of spring and the sun was high in the sky —
whereas on her stony ocean perch the sky had only barely begun to hint toward
dawn.
A
scatter of imagery flashed before her: hard ground, something blue, panicked
screams, ordered shouts, the smell of blood, and the loom of death filled her
senses; a forgotten memory she could no longer make sense of, but she knew...
this is where the hunt had begun.
"I
will find you," a hollow voice whispered through her memory, low and dark.
"I will finish what I started," The hollow voice grew louder, felt
somehow closer. "Death is your destiny…”
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