Witness the
Beginning...
A
fun night in a small town carnival will change Erin’s life forever
with a simple visit to a bizarre and mysterious fortune teller.
Scared to death by what the haggard woman reveals, Erin quickly
flees and quite literally collides with Angelo, a mysterious and
captivating carnival worker. Later that night, he appears in her
dreams but he’s not the only one visiting her slumber. Evil is
lurking on the edge of the shadows and it's coming for her. Angelo is not what he
seems, but then again no one ever is. Not even Erin.
Loyalties are tested and the lines of friendship begin to blur as long hidden truths
come to light and fate bears down upon them all. Everyone has secrets but when
some turn out to be more than heart wrenching, Erin has decide who she can
trust.
lurking on the edge of the shadows and it's coming for her. Angelo is not what he
seems, but then again no one ever is. Not even Erin.
Loyalties are tested and the lines of friendship begin to blur as long hidden truths
come to light and fate bears down upon them all. Everyone has secrets but when
some turn out to be more than heart wrenching, Erin has decide who she can
trust.
Can
Erin deal with the harsh past that Angelo has been harboring or will
it prevent her from doing what she's been chosen to do?
So, do you want a little peek of what's inside?! Well, keep reading for this exclusive look into
The Chosen Chronicles: Risen
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Erin could
see him standing across the street, looking dashing in a tuxedo and a
broad smile. He held out his hand, beckoning her. She stepped down
off the curb but something caught her eye. Looking down, she saw she
was wearing a beautiful red satin gown that shimmered beautifully in
the pale street light. The strapless bodice fit snugly, pushing up
her ample chest, while the bottom fanned out gracefully in waves. On
her feet was a pair of matching red heels with thin straps and
sparkling rhinestones. Never before had she felt so beautiful.
She went
into his arms with ease and he swept her along the street, dancing
and twirling around to softly lilting music. He held her close, her
body fitting to his easily. She could feel his heart beating steadily
against hers. The same smell from earlier seemed so much stronger
than before. His eyes were such a light shade of gray, they were
almost transparent. Dense fog swirled around their legs as they
twirled and moved as one.
Then
something changed and they were no longer dancing. She was standing
in the middle of the street alone, wearing her pajamas. Somewhere a
streetlight began to flicker eerily. The light made the fog appear
bluish white and very sinister. Erin looked around, frantically
searching for Angelo. She found him standing at the entrance of the
fairgrounds. He no longer wore the tux. Even in the darkness she
could see his eyes were no longer shimmering silver but dark gray
bordering on black. His hair was pulled back tightly and his once
beautiful face had turned stone cold and dangerous. He wore a black
t-shirt tucked neatly into a pair of black cargo pants. The pants
resembled the style that she’d seen paramedics wearing. The bottoms
of the pants were tucked tightly into a pair of snugly laced,
slightly worn, combat boots. Something glistened in his hand. It
appeared to be a long blade that glistened in the dim light. Erin
began to slowly back away but he moved toward her. She could see he
was saying something but couldn’t make out the words.
When she
blinked they were no longer standing in the middle of the street but
in the center of a meadow surrounded by trees. The loud sound of
beating wings came from somewhere behind her. Briefly she thought of
a horror movie where everything was in slow motion. She tried to run
but her feet felt as if they were encased in concrete. Slowly she
turned. The sound of beating wings stirred the cold night air around
her. When she looked up, huge black wings angled toward her. She
tried to scream but the smell of sulfur was suffocating. Angry red
eyes glared down at her and pain suddenly sliced through her body.
She tried
frantically to get away, silently willing her feet to move. She had
to get away from the wings and the blinding pain but the pain only
intensified with each movement. Erin could smell something foul over
the stinging scent of sulfur and she realized it was the unmistakable
smell of burning flesh. She looked down and realized it was her
flesh that was burning. She screamed as her sweats began to melt to
her legs.
“Someone,
help me!” she screeched and the answer she received was an angry
hiss.
Erin sagged
to the ground in pain as the flames raged over her lower body; she
could hear the harsh sound of metal clanging against metal. Another
shrill hiss and screech sliced through the night and soon the
flapping noise was gone. Everything was cast into silence.
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Who is Angelo? What does he want? Is he good or is he evil? Did Erin survive?! Well, find the answers to all these questions in the depths of Risen. Be a part of a fantastical beginning of an epic journey! Experience love, loss, betrayal, defeat, heartache, and sorrow! This is a ride you won't want to miss!
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