Welcome to our stop on the Whispering Hills Blog tour. Whispering Hill is written by Taryn Browing. Today we have the pleasure of providing you the reader with an excerpt from Whispering Hills and a fun giveaway.
Author Bio: Taryn Browning writes young adult paranormal romance and urban fantasy novels. Her debut novel, DARK SEEKER, is available on Amazon and B&N. The sequel, DARK RETURN, comes out in late, 2012.
Taryn graduated with a BS in Education from Towson University and went on to earn a MS in Reading from Hood College. She lives in Virginia with her husband, two young sons and their dog. When she's not writing, she enjoys reading, spending time with friends and family, music, movies, and the beach. Visit her at www.tarynbrowning.com, on twitter and Facebook.
Whispering Hills Excerpt:
I retreated to the serenity of the courtyard. Stepping out onto the stone pavers, the stagnant smell of the brick building’s stale, recycled air was replaced by the fresh scent of turning foliage, blooming mums, pansies, and the faded mulch bedding the outdoor garden. With each step forward, the sun’s rays surrounded me, the thick branches of the old oak no longer providing me with shade.
Summer sat on the same picnic table smoking a cigarette. Her Doc Martins rested on the seat. Instead of fishnets, she had on a pair of black tights ripped at the knees. Her tight black T-shirt said, “Don’t F*!# with me!” I guessed students could wear profanity to school as long as the word wasn’t actually spelled out. Either that or no one noticed Summer’s attire, or cared.
‘Last puff or I’ll be late to stupid Algebra, where I’ll undoubtedly be picked on, and all for learning something I’ll never use anyway…man, school sucks.’ Summer threw the butt onto the ground and dismounted from the table. She squished the cigarette under her boot and looked up. She sighed, noticing me standing in front of her, staring. She plucked the flattened butt off the ground and disposed of it in the dumpster.
“What do you want?” Summer rolled her tongue ring around in her mouth. “Are you like obsessed with me or something? How did you find me anyway?” She looked over at the dumpster blocking the view of her and her smoking habit. The school frowned upon students smoking. Immediate suspension was the penalty. Not that Summer appeared to care. At least she did her best to hide it.
I lowered my shoulders, still pinned up next to my ears after the influx of voices in the lunchroom. It was nice to hear only Summer’s voice. “I’m sorry it looks like I’m always staring at you. I just…”
“Hear my thoughts,” Summer finished. “Can you hear what I’m thinking right now?” From the scowl on her face, I figured nothing positive. Not that I expected anything else.
“It doesn’t work that way.” I covered my mouth with my hand. I only trusted Brooke with my ability. I certainly wasn’t going to tell the school Goth I could hear people’s thoughts.
“You can remove your hand.” Summer relaxed her stance. “You’re like me. You’re different. I already know.”
“How are you different?” I appraised her outfit. “Other than the obvious.”
Summer climbed back on the table. “That’s not something I’m about to share with you.”
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