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Wednesday, July 1, 2015






Schism (Illirin

#1)



Release

Date: 04/28/15


Muse

It Up Publishing





Art

therapy hasn’t done squat for Gabe Jones. A thousand sketches of his fiancée

can’t bring his memory, or her, back to him. Nothing on Earth can. His past

lies in another dimension, a world just out of sight.





Another student on campus, Lea Huckley, unknowingly shares Gabe’s obsession

with the fourth dimension. The monsters from the other side attacked her

parents and fled, getting her folks locked up in the loony bin. Proving this

other world exists is the only way to free them. Lea and Gabe strike a deal to

help each other, and together they manage to open a door to the world of Gabe’s

true origin. She’d use him for proof—if she didn’t already care too much.





While Gabe tries to reconcile his feelings for Lea and his rediscovered

memories of his fiancée, a much more sinister plot unravels. He uncovers his

history just in time to become the unwilling lynchpin in a conspiracy to start

a war. His memory holds the secret to the final riddle the would-be conqueror

needs to get the upper hand. Gabe must protect the riddle at all costs, even if

that means leaving Earth, and Lea, behind forever.



Excerpt:


Lea packed light. Other than her phone’s GPS and a flashlight, she kept a small notepad, her

lucky pencil, and the thermometer in her cargo pocket. She didn’t need to find data, now she

needed proof.

She led the way down the alley where skyscrapers blocked the glowing moon and the lamps

from the highway. Yellowed fixtures above each back entrance threw faint cones of light onto

the cement, like holes in Swiss cheese.

Lea checked the coordinates on her phone while she walked, and the little red arrow crept

closer to the flag icon she placed to mark the interaction point.

Gabe spent his time surveying the area for anything that might be a danger. He kept fidgeting

behind her and turning around every few seconds, a twitchy meerkat on patrol.

“We’re only between buildings. It’s not the end of the world.” Lea checked her phone again to

make sure they were headed in the right direction.

He glanced over his shoulder. “I still don’t like it. It’s night, people do get mugged, you know.”

“The statistics of that are so low. We’re really not in any danger, considering the population and

how many times that sorta thing happens.”

He shifted uneasily behind her. “Whatever, we’re raising the chances by being out here at

night.”

Lea rolled her eyes. “I’m not missing this opportunity.”

“I know that. Neither am I.”

“Good.”

They came to a cross section behind two major offices where the loading docks and dumpsters

sat for both of them. A stream of water trickled down the concave cement into the large sewer

grate. Old garbage left a fume hanging around, and the humidity only made it worse.

Lea double- and triple-checked her coordinates, cross-checking with her notes. “This is it. Within

I’d say, a fifteen foot diameter, low to the ground.” She shoved the phone in her cargo pocket.

“Perfect.”

“How long?”

“Roughly ten minutes.”

Ten minutes may as well have been six hours. She paced back and forth, her sneakers scuffing

the gritty pavement.

Gabe continued to keep a watchful eye out for muggers or vagrants. What a dork.

She snickered quietly. For someone who didn’t know his own experiences, he sure seemed

paranoid. She watched him standing straight, darting his eyes to the entrance and even up to

the windows above them. Watch out bad guys, Gabe’s on to you. She smiled and turned to see

what looked like heat waves rising from the cold cement. Crap. The interaction had already

started.

“Gabe…” She waved him over next to the loading dock.

This interaction provided no shining lights or obvious movement. Not much stood out visually,

except maybe the air glistening like summer heat waves if she squinted hard enough, but her

digital thermometer found the coldest point.

“Here,” she whispered, not wanting anyone or anything on the other side to hear. She stretched

her arms forward, and Gabe did likewise.

“On the count of three.” She waited for him to nod. “One…two…three.”

They both reached through the interaction point and grabbed at the thicker air. Nothing. They

tried again, pulling, grasping, and making any sort of motion to trigger a rip. Finally, Gabe

leaned in and pulled out at just the right angle, because the light tore across like a jagged line.

Lea grabbed the edge of it and tugged, opening the tear wider until they both fell through.





















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About

the Author


Laura

has an MA in Technical writing and is a Senior Editor at Anaiah Press for their

YA/NA Christian Fiction. She’s excited to release her debut YA Urban Fantasy

SCHISM April 28, 2015, and during the wait, she’s working on the sequel

UNITY.







Her gamer husband and amazing daughter give support and inspiration every day.

Their cats, Talyn and Moya, provide entertainment through living room battles

and phantom-dust-mote hunting. Somehow, they all manage to survive living in

Texas where it is hotter than any human being should have to endure. Check out

her blog at LauraMaisano.blogspot.com.









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