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Title: Gods of Chaos (Red Magic #2)
Publication date: March 31, 2015
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC.
Author: Jen McConnel
The gods of chaos cannot be trusted.
Since battling her best friend, Darlena’s grip on Red Magic has been shaky. She heads to Scotland after the Winter Solstice in search of another Red Witch.
On a sightseeing excursion with girls from her hostel, Darlena arrives at The Vaults, a mysterious underground city beneath Edinburgh. But there is something there that make Darlena’s instincts go haywire, as she lets loose a defensive burst of Red Magic, putting everyone around her in danger.
If there was ever a time when Darlena needed the help of another Red witch, it was now. But beware the witch who wields Red Magic.
He sat down cautiously beside me and reached his arm across my shoulders, turning me to face him. I barely noticed the electric current that rushed through me as I fell against his chest. The tears I’d been holding back came, like a dam bursting, and I sobbed against him.
Awkwardly, he patted my back. I kept crying, and his hand stopped patting. Instead, he rubbed soothing circles up and down my spine, and warmth spread through my body. Gradually, my tears slowed, and finally, I was still. For a moment, He still held me, and I gripped his back, pressing closer against his comforting warmth. Despite my horrible nightmare, I felt strangely, suddenly safe. He stiffened, but then he tipped my face up so I was looking at him.
“It was just a dream.”
I started to shake my head, but he held my chin firmly. “Dreams are only that. Don’t mistake them for reality.” I froze, staring at his eyes. They glistened strangely in the darkness, like dark emeralds. He was still holding my chin, and I was vaguely aware of his index finger trailing gently over my jaw. Without thinking, I leaned closer to him.
Sparks filled the air between us, but this time, I didn’t flinch from the shock. He exhaled sharply, looking at me. I didn’t understand his expression, but then he brought his lips to mine, and the world exploded.
Jen McConnel first began writing poetry as a child. Since then, her words have appeared in a variety of magazines and journals, including Sagewoman, PanGaia, and The Storyteller (where she won the people’s choice 3rd place award for her poem, “Luna”).
She is also a former reviewer for Voices of Youth Advocates (VOYA), and a proud member of SCBWI, NCWN, and SCWW.
A Michigander by birth, she now lives and writes in the beautiful state of North Carolina. She's a graduate of Western Michigan University, and she also earned her MS in Library Science at Clarion University of Pennsylvania.
When she isn't crafting worlds of fiction, she teaches writing composition at a community college. Once upon a time, she was a middle school teacher, a librarian, and a bookseller, but those are stories for another time.
Follow Jen on Twitter @Jen_McConnel, and visit www.jenmcconnel.com to learn more.