Title: Bitter Angel
Author: Megan Hand
Release date: April 1, 2013
Genre:
Contemporary/Thriller
Age Group:
New Adult
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Book Description:
Torn between two realities.
A choice that will mean life or
death.
She won’t know anything… until she
wakes up.
College sophomore, Lila Spencer lived Friday night twice. She doesn’t know how or why, just that she did. As if she split in half and went in two different directions.
Out clubbing with her friends,
Heather and Nilah, the girls rock it out and party hard. What begins as an
innocent night will lead to a deadly fight for their lives, and Lila might be
their only chance for survival.
In bed with her boyfriend, Jay,
Lila is safe and warm as she drifts to sleep in the arms of the man she loves.
Until she is sucked into a horrifying nightmare of her friends’ deaths.
As the sunlight warms her face on
Saturday morning, the two scenarios collide. But there can be only one outcome.
Will she wake up in her warm bed with Jay by her side, devastated and grieving
for her friends? Or was she there to save them?
The answer is just the beginning.
Giveaway: (1)
eBook copy of BITTER ANGEL. Books will be gifted from Amazon or Barnes and
Noble. Open International.
About the Author
At
twelve, Megan decided to write a novel. A month later, she quit. A reading
junkie by nature, she started writing again in her twenties as a way to get the
voices out, because who wouldn't want to create a Real Living Person out of
thin air? Megan also plays the piano and sings. She teaches little kids and
takes pictures of pretty butterflies. She eats way too much chocolate, is sort
of a mad scientist with her blender, and spends an unhealthy amount of time
LOLing on Facebook and Twitter. She lives in Ohio with her husband and very
smiley son. Bitter Angel is her first published novel.
Author social media links:
Website: http://meganhandwrites.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/meganhandauthor
Twitter: @MeganHandWrites
Excerpt-
As Nilah hooted and woohooed, it took less than a minute
for her Infiniti G35 to reach illegal speeds. Her hollering was a painful side
effect of her birthday high. If she weren’t driving, she’d have probably stuck
her head out the window and let her ears flap in the wind. From the front
passenger seat, Heather was blowing on her French manicure, even though her
nails were way past dry.
I leaned forward from the back, an elbow on each of their
seats. “Where is this place again?”
“We went there once,” Nilah reminded me. “It’s near that
Fourth Street Park place we went to last time, but we’re going to dinner as
soon as we get into town. I made reservations at the most expensive seafood
place I could find.”
Grimacing, I sank back into the plush, heated leather. I’d
never been a very big seafood fan, but it was Nilah’s birthday. Her day, her
rules. We’d always had that tradition for our birthdays—we got to pick where we
ate, what we did, and go wherever we wanted on our special day.
I sighed, already missing Jay. At that moment, I began to
daydream that I was clawing my way out of the car, curling into a ball, and
rolling to a stop on the concrete. Then, magically uninjured of course, I’d
race back to him.
When I came to my senses, however, I was overcome with a
very strange sensation. Like I didn’t have to imagine it.
Because I was still with him.
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