I am excited to have Amy Braun back on the blog with her new release, MIDNIGHT SKY. I’ve been lucky enough to read snippets from this story as part of Weekend Writing Warriors, and now I get to share it with you. 🙂
Amy Braun shares her Favorite Lines
from MIDNIGHT SKY
1 – “Abby? What did you mean when you said the food didn’t taste right?”
Her back was to me, so I didn’t really hear what she said. But I must have misunderstood, because it sounded like, “It doesn’t taste alive.”
(Claire checking in on her sick sister, Abby, in Chapter 2)
2 – “Gemma’s just thinking I should be more lenient and less suspicious, and Nash is agreeing with her.”
“Well, you could be, you know,” I prompted.
He turned his eyes to me, a smooth grin sliding across his face. “And lose my reputation as a cynical bastard? What fun would that be?”
(Claire and Sawyer teasing each other in Chapter 4)
3 – “You’re not going to help him?” I asked.
He shrugged one of his shoulders. “Don’t think he’d want it. He muttered something behind my back about me having an ego and being a thieving pirate.” He smirked. “I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of being right.”
(Claire asking Sawyer why he chose to let Riley to the manual labour in Chapter 4)
4 – “Do you think you have the energy to talk to them? If I have to listen to their bitching for one more day, I’m going to throttle both of them.”
I grinned. “You make it sound so appealing.”
Gemma shrugged. “I call it preparation.”
(Gemma getting tired of Sawyer and Riley’s bickering in Chapter 6)
5 – “Any man that wants to lay a hand on me is welcome to try. He just won’t be leaving with that hand attached.” (chapter 6)
6 – Riley’s blue eyes sharpened. “If it is a trap, you have no idea what it will do to you.”
“Not yet, but I will when I get close. I can figure it out, Riley. This is my job.”
The soldier looked at Sawyer for help. To my surprise, the pirate captain shrugged casually. “Like she would ever listen to me.” (chapter 8)
7 – “Are they really that bad?” I inquired.
Nash raised his dark eyes. The difference between this man and my friend was jarring.
“When I said they were rabid, I wasn’t trying to be clever.” (chapter 9)
8 – Ryland stopped in front of Gemma, and I could see Nash fighting his instincts. Wild rage tore through his eyes as Ryland took her hair and rubbed it between his fingers. Gemma showed no trace of fear. Her lips were peeled back in a savage snarl, eyes pinched together with fury. If she weren’t being restrained, I imagined that Ryland would have a serious fight on his hands.
The Stray Dog leader noticed this. “She must be yours,” he wagered with Nash. “You always had a fondness for untamable things.” (chapter 9)
9 – “They say you got fight,” he commented, “I like that too. They say you’re a bitch with bite.”
“Why don’t you come over here and find out how sharp my teeth are?” she snarled. (Chapter 10)
10 – I couldn’t keep up this act much longer. Not with the terrible sound around me. So much pain, all of it being caused by me. I couldn’t let it go on.
“A true Abernathy,” he condescended. “I should have known it from your looks, but this?” He chuckled. “This proves it.” (chapter 11)
The second novel in an epic steampunk horror series, MIDNIGHT SKY is the sequel to CRIMSON SKY, where secrets buried in the past are uncovered, and choices are made that will affect not only the lives of desperate characters, but of their world as a whole…
About MIDNIGHT SKY by Amy Braun:
There are secrets, there are betrayals, and there are sacrifices…
The Behemoth has been destroyed, and the bloodthirsty Hellions seem to have left Westraven. But Claire Abernathy’s mind is not at ease. A terrible disease plagues her sister, appearing to have been brought on the Vesper, the leader of the Hellions beyond the tear between worlds– the Breach.
To save Abby and stop the Hellions for good, Claire must find the machine her parents built before the attacks, and fix it before the monsters return. To do so, she needs the help of her crew, and must ignore the secrets and rivalries between her captain and the man she saved.
Because the Hellions are not the only dangers following Claire. Twisted humans and old enemies surface to stop her and destroy all she loves. While she is determined to endure the trials, a single betrayal could shatter the hope of a better world, and force Claire to make a choice that will cost her dearly…
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They were going to get us killed.
I leaped to the side as Sawyer and the Rattail he was fighting slammed into the tavern wall. Sawyer grunted but kept the larger man at bay. He jabbed his knee into the man’s stomach, getting the advantage and then slugged the grimy-skinned marauder in the jaw. He whirled on me, his tawny eyes filled with wildness and fire.
“What are you doing in here?” my captain growled.
I took a breath to argue, then turned my head when the Rattail surged forward and tried to hit Sawyer again. I made my point by lunging, striking the man in the face with my fist just as Riley had taught me. I didn’t have the muscles the Sky Guard’s son did, but my hit disoriented the Rattail enough for Sawyer to grab him by the shirt, and pound his head into the wall.
He dropped the unconscious man and whirled on me again, still furious. “I told you to wait outside!”
“Seems like you could use help,” I barked.
Sawyer narrowed his eyes to slits. If I weren’t part of his crew, I would be afraid of him. Sawyer was the son of one of the most dangerous pirate Clans ever to exist. He wasn’t the kind of person to be crossed.
But after being on his crew for three months, I knew he would never hurt me, and that his pride– and arrogance– often got in the way of his safety.
“We can handle it,” he snapped.
A heavy crash caught our attention. Nash and two Rattails were lying on the ground, caught in a scuffle among the remains of a broken table. Nash was bleeding from a cut at the corner of his eyebrow, but he didn’t seem to notice the injury. He rolled onto his feet, grabbed a broken table leg and used it like a baton, swinging and smashing it into the heads of his attackers.
A few feet behind him, Nash’s lover Gemma was hanging on the back of a Rattail. Her arm was wrapped around his throat as she tried to choke him unconscious, screaming like a banshee. The Rattail growled and stumbled back, slamming Gemma into the wall. She cried out, but maintained her grip. He drove her back twice more before she was forced to release him. The Rattail roared and whirled around with a savage punch that would have caused Gemma serious injury if she hadn’t ducked and rolled away. She came up in front of the Rattail and started her assault again.
As efficiently as my crew was fighting, they were still outnumbered. It wouldn’t be long before the rest of the Rattail Clan barged in and beat the life from us.
I looked at Sawyer angrily. “Before or after the rest of their crew gets here?”
My captain said nothing, though I imagined his teeth were grinding behind the firm set of his lips. He glanced over my shoulder, his body going rigid. Riley must have come in.
“Keep her here,” ordered Sawyer.
He spun on his heel and took off to find another fight. There were still four Rattails engaging in the brawl–strong, bulky pirate brutes with meaty fists, soiled clothes, and scraggly hair tied at the nape of their necks to give them their name.
Nash, the dark-skinned, heavyset quartermaster dressed in dark work clothes, was throwing punches hard enough to split wood, but each strike was slower than the last. Gemma hadn’t drawn her any weapons, relying on her speed and grace allowed by her tightknit sweater, pants, and combat boots. She carried a variety of pistols and knives on her belt, but the feisty brunette didn’t have any more muscle than I did.
Amy is a Canadian urban fantasy and horror author. Her work revolves around monsters, magic, mythology, and mayhem. She started writing in her early teens, and never stopped. She loves building unique worlds filled with fun characters and intense action. She is the recipient of April Moon Books Editor Award for “author voice, world-building and general bad-assery,” and the One Book Two Standout Award in 2015 for her Cursed trilogy. She has been featured on various author blogs and publishing websites, and is an active member of the Writing GIAM and Weekend Writing Warrior communities. When she isn’t writing, she’s reading, watching movies, taking photos, gaming, and struggling with chocoholism and ice cream addiction.
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