Author: Laury Falter
Release date: June 22, 2013
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Age Group: Young Adult
Event organized by: AToMR Tours
Haven, the first book in the Apocalypse Chronicles...About the author
On an ordinary day in early September, Kennedy Shaw leaves for school unaware that within a few minutes the world she knows will be gone - succumbed to an outbreak of epidemic proportions. After finding a safe haven inside the security of her enclosed high school, she learns that four others have survived, one being a bold, mysterious transfer student from Texas whose unruffled demeanor harbors more than a cool interest in her. As they struggle to survive the dead fighting their way inside, will Kennedy discover there is more to life than survival? And will she and the others find a way to live in this terrifying new world?
Laury Falter is the author of the bestselling Guardian Trilogy. She writes young adult paranormal romances and urban fantasy when she's not taking her stray dogs for a walk or enjoying a date night with her husband.
Laury has released two series, the Guardian Trilogy and the Residue Series (a spinoff of the Guardian Trilogy books), and is currently releasing her third series, the Apocalypse Chronicles.
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My eyes swept to the right, stopping as a pair of boots came into view, and my lungs ceased up as yet another word raced through my mind. It came screaming through my consciousness, freezing me in place for a few very long seconds.
Before I could decide if I truly wanted to look at him, my eyes made the decision for me. Slowly, I took in the sight of him as my gaze ran the entire length of his body. He stood on the opposite side of the hallway, leaning leisurely against the lockers, his jeans resting snugly around his well-built thighs, his boots crossed at the ankles, his blue eyes locked on me. He didn't move, evaluating me with curious, sincere interest, as was always the case when we crossed paths.
He had been in the sun and was tanner now, which deeply contrasted with the white t-shirt draped over the contours of his chest muscles. His shaggy, dark blonde hair was tousled, which made him hardy and more striking. As always, he looked like he'd just walked off the field and We'd been exchanging glances for over a year after he transferred from a high school in Texas, both of us keeping our distance while always seeming to sense when the other was around.
Since the first time our eyes met, I'd snuck glances of him and caught him staring back in the cafeteria, the library, in the hallways. It was divine fate that we didn't share any classes or I wouldn't have heard a single word the teacher said…and I have fairly strong willpower when it comes to that kind of thing.
My focus right now, however, was on the steel stars he held inconspicuously in his hands, as if he knew I didn't want anyone to see them. But he had, and it instantly put me on edge.
His inquisitive expression firmly in place, staring intently, he crossed the hall. When he stopped a foot from me I realized that with the exception of our first encounter, the two of us had never been so close. Since that first meeting, we'd kept a wary, intrigued space between us, which he had now breached.