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Nineteen-year-old college student Levi Reed has spent his life with hollow emotions and a darkness so deep that he's convinced he’s losing his mind. He'd give anything to feel something, anything, real.
When a mysterious stranger appears, Levi is convinced the man is trying to kill him. When he’s near, Levi experiences head-crushing pain and something surprising—real emotions for the first time. Jeb Monroe is arrogant, self-assured, closed-off, and handsome, but his isn’t the harbinger of doom Levi assumed. Jeb’s mission: help Levi find his missing soul.
Levi is pulled into the secret world of Seers and Keepers, those born with the innate abilities to manipulate souls and tasked with balancing the negative energy they can produce. Levi learns he possesses a rare gift, and he’s in danger. As Jeb and Levi grow closer, they discover a group of zealots who want to harness Levi’s power to cleanse the world of damaged souls. Everyone Levi cares for is threatened unless he agrees to become their tool of death. But agreeing could spell the destruction of humankind. With no one to trust and nothing as it appears, it’s up to Levi to save them all.
Jeb reached over and touched his cheek, taking his focus away from the others. Those dark brown eyes pulled Levi in. “Like Art said, it’s going to get rough. If they tie you down with rope, you’ll hurt yourself fighting. Hopefully, this way, we can keep you safe.”
Levi watched Phillip tie his ankles together with a piece of fleece. It was better than rope, but the panic over being bound closed Levi’s throat. This was going to hurt much worse than that last time with Jeb. He wanted to back out, but Phillip instructed Hank to leave. There was nothing left to protect Levi from the pain… from Jeb.
His heart rate tripled upon seeing Hank leave the cabin. “No… I can’t… do this.” Levi tried to get the blanket off his chest, but it was tightened.
“Levi, calm down.” Phillip’s voice was too gentle, too focused, too soothing.
Jeb cupped Levi’s cheeks. “Deep breaths. You can do this. I’m right here.”
Levi tried to take a deep breath, but the thought of the pain, of possibly losing who he was overruled Jeb’s instructions.
“Jeb….” Levi managed to say between gasps.
“I don’t think we should do this.” Phillip’s face had paled, and he appeared as scared as Levi was.
Jeb’s gaze was unyielding. “Levi. It’s going to be okay. Stay calm.” Levi wanted to listen, but he couldn’t hear past his fear of the pain and possible death, of the pressure already building in his head.
“No, it has to be done. Do it quick.” Art held the blanket taut. “Before he totally freaks.”
“Levi!” Phillip shouted, startling Levi into ceasing his struggle momentarily. “Just remember I didn’t want to do this.”
“Just do it!” Levi heard his dad shout.
Phillip touched his fingertips to Jeb’s forehead, taking Jeb’s gaze from him. Grasping for anything, he recalled after Phillip had touched his forehead in the vision everything had gone black. Sweet Jesus, maybe he’d be out for this.
Please knock me out.Phillip touched Levi’s forehead, muttered several undecipherable words, and waited. Maybe taking the crystal away wouldn’t be enough. Maybe he’d gotten used to Jeb’s symbol. Pain ripped through Levi, negating those thoughts. He heard himself scream from a long way off as if every cell in his body were going to explode.
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Hi, everyone! I want to thank My Fiction Nook for having me on the blog. Soul Seekers is my fifth novel release. In this post, you’ll get a sneak peek at the story. But first I answer some totally random questions. Don’t forget to enter the giveaway!
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Do you love fishes 'cause they’re so delicious?
Depends on the fishes. I don’t like to eat the real thing. Not a fish fan at all. Maybe battered haddock once in a while. Goldfish crackers are good. Now, Swedish fish, I love those fishes ‘cause they’re so delicious.
Why do you write?
Some days I wonder. Ultimately, I love creating stories.
Why no lime, JC? WHY? NO? LIME?
Because I am not a lover of lime, especially in my Corona.
What advice do you have for new authors?
Don’t rush to write that first story and get it out. Take your time. Rewrite. Edit and edit and edit. Don’t jump right into self-publishing, even if it’s so easy to do. If you’re goal is M/M, realize it’s a small field with a lot of writers vying for a limited readership. Got to take you’re a game.
You won a unicorn in a poker game? Do you use it for good or for evil?
I believe I would use it for evil.
What do you think is the stupidest thing you think you’ve ever done?
I HAVE broken my leg in three places running though my living room to shut off an alarm before it woke my baby daughter. Good times!
What is the exact perfect time of day?
After work when I get home, take my pants off and flop onto couch in my underwear. Heaven.
You're going to GRL this year! What do you hope to get from it?
I love Rainbow Con, meeting the writers I know online and the readers. I really had fun and since I now have the first con out of the way I won’t be so nervous.
Have you, would you, could you, stomp grapes for wine?
Stomping grapes sounds very squishy and now, for some reason, I want to feel them squish between my toes.
What is your Kryptonite?
People who hate. Hate the most destructive learned emotion response. Most of the times it’s illogical and uninformed.
What is your ultimate goal to achieve in this genre?
I’ve already achieved my ultimate goal—I got published and more than once! My only goal right now is to keep writing and keep getting published.
Describe your muse.
I think he’s a horny, perverted, man-loving, complicated plot-loving, evil sadist! In other words, perfect.
What is your biggest pet peeve while writing?Having to edit over and over and over again until I can’t stand my own words anymore.
Meet the author:
Formerly, I wrote under JC Wallace, but recently decided to use my full name. I have been writing all of my life but didn’t start publishing until 2014. In my day job, I am a behavior analyst. At night and on the weekends, I write about all things men. I believe there is nothing hotter than two men finding and loving one another, whether for a night or forever. An avid reader of M/M romance, I love a good twist of a plot, HEA, HFN, or tragic ending. I am owned by three kids and two grandchildren. I live in Northern Vermont.
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