Jessica Sorenson's Ember (Death Collectors #1) Book Blast Tour. Stay tuned for her review tour June 23rd-30th.
Blurb: What if you knew when someone was going to die? For seventeen-year-old Ember, life is death. With a simple touch, she knows when someone will die. It’s her curse and the reason she secludes herself from the world. The only person who knows her secret is her best friend Raven. Then she meets Asher Morgan. He’s gorgeous, mysterious, and is the only person Ember can't sense death from. So when he pushes into her life, she doesn’t mind. But when unexplained deaths start to haunt her town, Ember starts questioning why she can’t sense Asher's death and what he may be hiding.
Excerpt:
I lean against the wall, let my head fall back, and shut my eyes.
“Breathe, Ember, breathe. You can’t stop death—it’s endless.”
“God, it’s like mating season in here,” a deep male voice enfolds
around me and sends vibrations quivering through my body.
I shudder and misstep, tripping over my feet, and stepping on the
toe of his shoes. Actually, boots; black ones with little silver skulls on the
buckles. I like his boots. My eyes progressively travel upward as I take him
in; dark jeans, a plaid shirt over a black T-shirt and a skull necklace hooks
around his neck. There’s a sequence of leather bands on his wrists and a metal
loop ornaments his eyebrow. His inky black hair dangles in his slate eyes and
hangs shaggily over his ears.
His intense gaze tantalizes my skin as he takes me in. “Sorry, I
didn’t mean to frighten you.”
I shiver again at the sound of his sultry voice as it spills over
my skin. “Sorry about your shoes.” I retreat backward, putting space between
us. The last thing I want is to find out when this gorgeous guy dies. “Crowded
rooms just make me a little uneasy.”
He laughs softly as he tosses his cup into the trash. “I know what
you mean. All this,” he motions at the people grinding against one another, “is
an excuse for them to dry hump each other in public.”
I almost smile at the similarity of our thoughts. “That’s a pretty
good observation.”
He presses his lips
together and then with a hesitant look, he leans over my shoulder, putting his
lips next to my ear. I stiffen, worried he’ll touch me and this magical moment
will end, but he’s careful, leaving a sliver of space between his lips and my
ear.
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The New York Times and
USA Today bestselling author, Jessica Sorensen, lives in the snowy mountains of
Wyoming. When she's not writing, she spends her time reading and hanging out
with her family.
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