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Release Date: May 29, 2012
Paperback/e-book
336 pages
Summary from Goodreads:
Once you’ve seen, you can’t unsee.
Everything changes when you’ve looked at the world through . . .
ANGEL EYES
Brielle’s a ballerina who went to the city to chase her dreams and found
tragedy instead. She’s come home to shabby little Stratus, Oregon, to live with
her grief and her guilt . . . and the incredible, numbing cold she can’t seem
to shake.
Jake’s the new guy at school. The boy next door with burning hands and an
unbelievable gift that targets him for corruption.
Something more than fate has brought them together. An evil bigger than both of
them lurks in the shadows nearby, hiding in plain sight. Two angels stand
guard, unsure what’s going to happen. And a beauty brighter than Jake or
Brielle has ever seen is calling them to join the battle in a realm where all
human choices start.
A realm that only angels and demons—and Brielle—can perceive.
Release Date: February 19, 2013
Paperback/e-book
320 pages
Summary from Goodreads:
Giant angels with
metal wings and visible song. A blind demon restored from the pit of
darkness. And a girl who has never felt more broken.
Brielle sees the world as it really is: a place where the Celestial exists side
by side with human reality. But in the aftermath of a supernatural showdown, her
life begins to crumble. Her boyfriend, Jake, is keeping something from
her—something important. Her overprotective father has started drinking again.
He’s dating a much younger woman who makes Brielle’s skin crawl, and he’s
downright hostile toward Jake. Haunting nightmares keep Brielle from sleeping,
and flashes of Celestial vision keep her off kilter.
What she doesn’t know is that she’s been targeted. The Prince of Darkness
himself has heard of the boy with healing in his hands and of the girl who sees
through the Terrestrial Veil. When he plucks the blind demon, Damien, from the
fiery chasm and sends him back to Earth with new eyes, the stage is set for a
cataclysmic battle of good versus evil.
Then Brielle unearths the truth about her mother’s death and she must question
everything she ever thought was true.
Brielle has no choice. She knows evil forces are converging and will soon rain
their terror down upon the town of Stratus. She must master the weapons she’s
been given. She must fight.
But can she fly with broken wings?
About
the Author
Shannon Dittemore has an
overactive imagination and a passion for truth. Her lifelong journey to combine
the two is responsible for a stint at Portland Bible College, performances with
local theater companies, and a focus on youth and young adult ministry. The
daughter of one preacher and the wife of another, she spends her days imagining
things unseen and chasing her two children around their home in Northern
California. Angel Eyes is her first novel.
Excerpt
Olivia tilts her head at me, scrutinizing me from beneath those long—probably fake—lashes.
“Your dad, Keith . . .”
“I know my dad’s name.”
“Of course. He tells me you’re multi-talented. Modeling, right? And some acting.”
I heft my bag higher on my shoulder. “Not so much anymore.”
She taps her teeth with a red fingernail. “Shame. The foundation’s looking to do some publicity in the near future. I wonder if I could convince you to help us out with some print work, maybe a commercial or two?”
She’s not the first one to ask. My agent’s called no less than a billion times over the past several months. I tell Olivia the same thing I tell Susie.
“I don’t think so. Ballet’s really my thing. I can get you the number of a few girls in Portland who might be interested though.”
She shrugs off my offer. “Models in the city are easy enough to come by, but I’d like the opportunity to work with you.” She produces a business card. “Take it. If you change your mind, give me a call.”
I don’t want her business card. I don’t plan to change my mind. Still, politeness demands I take it. But the minute her fingers touch mine, I jerk away. The halo flames red hot against my wrist—angry hot.
Her face pales and her caramel eyes narrow.
She felt it too. She balls her hand into a fist, but leaves it hanging there.
“Probably just static electricity,” she whispers. “This dry weather and all.” But, her eyes are on my hand and I have a sick feeling, like I’ve just given up a friend’s secret. I slide both arms behind my back and twine my fingers together.
“There,” she says, placing the card on the bathroom counter. “Don’t want another shock, do we?” And then she takes a step back and grabs the door. “I’d appreciate you taking the card, Brielle. Just in case.”
But I leave the card on the counter and walk away.
Because she’s right.
Another shock is the last thing we need.
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