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MY REVIEW:
Kala is a Navy Seal sniper in love with
her commanding officer, Jack. A strange woman with glowing eyes tells
her to stay away from Jack. Kala and her team are sent to rescue the
President from terrorists except that there aren't any terrorists.
Kala takes on Jack's burden and things start to get strange. Like
meeting Atlas and holding up the weight of the world, strange. Kala
is told that she has to commit atrocity every four days or the world
will end. This is an exciting, well-written, 'beat the clock' kind of
story. The characters are interesting. Kala is a tough, no-nonsense
kind of person. A really good story. 4 stars.
BLURB:
Kala
Hicks never imagined she’d be fighting demons, angels and gods when
she joined the Navy. But when her elite covert military team is
on a mission aboard Air Force One and Kala is forced to shoot the
President her life changes forever.
The
moment the President is killed the Titan god, Atlas, speaks to Kala,
telling her that she has to do his job by committing one act of
atrocity every four days… or the world will end. Kala faces off
against creatures of legend; from demons determined to make her fail
and plunge the Earth into chaos, to angels who don’t trust her to
do the job and are willing to kill her to claim it for themselves.
Pitted
against the forces of good and evil,
Kala must choose whether to save the world by doing the unthinkable,
or sit back and let it burn.
Four
days later, she’ll have to do it again.
BIO:
Becca
C. Smith received her Film degree from Full Sail University and has
worked in the Film and Television industry for most of her adult
life. In 2010 Becca published her first novel, Riser followed by the
sequel, Reaper, in 2011, and the finale, Ripper in 2013. In 2012
Becca wrote the children’s novel Alexis Tappendorf and the Search
for Beale’s Treasure. She is also the co-author of the teen graphic
novel Ghost Whisperer: The Haunted. Becca currently lives in Los
Angeles, CA with her husband, Stephan and their two cats Jack and
Duke.
ONLINE LINKS:
Website: http://www.beccacsmith.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/therisersaga
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Excerpt
End of Chapter 3:
Very carefully, Jack opened the
door that led to the President’s office.
What awaited them was terrifying.
President Jareth Wilton stood
behind his desk. He was wearing a vest that held five grey bars of
C-4 wired into a bomb. Wilton was a tall man, well over six feet with
stark black hair and a long face. He was a young President, only
fifty years old, but he looked like he’d aged twenty years since
the last time Kala had seen him at a press conference, with dark
rings under his eyes and worry lines on his forehead.
But his smile was what made the
scene surreal and horrific. His thin lips were grinning as if he’d
just climbed Mt. Everest.
President Wilton stared directly
at Jack as the door swung open the rest of the way. “I figured it
out! I figured out how to break it! No one will ever have to do what
I’ve had to do again! Do you realize what this means?”
Kala knew then and there that the
man was cracked. Figured what out? Break what? He was rambling like a
mad man.
But the more frightening moment
came when Jack responded back to Wilton. “Killing yourself is
impossible. People have tried that in the past.”
Not only was President Wilton
talking crazy, but apparently Jack knew his language and was
responding accordingly.
Kala noticed that Wilton’s eyes
lit up when Jack spoke. “You’re the one they sent to replace me.”
Jack nodded.
What? Kala was seriously
confused.
Kala spoke up, “What’s going
on Jack?”
Replace him for what?
Jack didn’t acknowledge Kala or
the rest of the team, which was shifting uncomfortably behind him.
Wilton shook his head, serious.
“You can’t do it. You have to let me detonate this bomb. We have
to crash the plane! It’s the only way to stop it!”
“You can’t stop it!” Jack
yelled back.
“I can and I will!” Wilton
talked into an earpiece. “NOW!”
The plane nose-dived.
Everyone jolted forward and
stumbled from the force of it.
Jack barked orders, “Lali get up
to the Flight Deck and by any means necessary take over this plane!”
Lali paused for a second, she
looked more confused than Kala felt, but after a moment to gain her
bearings as the plane was falling fast, she managed to high-tail it
out of the room and up to the Flight Deck.
Kala was sure they’d hit ground
at any moment.
Jack aimed his gun at the
President’s head.
Wilton was frantic. He ducked
behind his large oak desk that was bolted to the ground.
“You can’t kill me! You’ll
ruin everything!” Wilton yelled.
Jack turned to Kala and Derek. “No
one shoots him but me!”
Kala kind of nodded, but she was
in shock at the fact that they were about to flatten a part of the
capital with Air Force One. She really didn’t care what Jack was
saying. She couldn’t let President Wilton set off that bomb and
kill thousands.
Jack shot at the desk, trying to
hit the president, but he didn’t come close.
Only Kala could make a shot like
that and not get them all killed from shooting a hole through the
plane.
Kala and Derek made eye contact.
Kala could tell Derek was thinking the same thing. He whispered so
only Kala could hear, “Do it.”
Kala’s nod was barely
perceptible.
Jack saw her and his eyes went
wide. “Kala STOP!”
Kala shrugged. “I can’t let
him do this, Jack. I’m sorry.”
Only the top of Wilton’s head
was showing.
It was enough.
Kala
took her shot.
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