Monday, February 18, 2013

GIVEAWAY & Excerpt of Power by Theresa M. Jones!

Title: Power
Author: Theresa M. Jones
Release Date: Feb 7, 2013

Thousands of years after the battle between the angels, when Lucifer was defeated by Michael in the Heavens, the war is still being fought on Earth by the humans who have their Power, the Angel's Power.

Allison Stevens is a 21 year old single mother who gets thrown into the middle of this battle when Damien, the Leader of the Rising, decides to hunt her down and kill her because he fears she is the descendent prophesied to save the world.

David, a member of the Order, takes Allison under his wing in order to show her the ropes, and hopefully groom her into being the one they have been waiting for. The only problem is that they start to grow more attached than a teacher/student relationship should allow.

But that isn't all. Damien wants to open the Seven Seals and bring about the apocalypse and it's up to Allison to not only save herself and her family, but save the world, all while trying to keep her heart from breaking.
No problem..right?

Excerpt from Chapter 1:
I fell asleep before I had even covered myself up, just after my head touched the pillow. The dreams that had been haunting me so often left me miserable, exhausted, and craving rest.

My legs trembled as I tried to push myself to go faster. Despite the adrenaline that surged through me and the exertion from every cell of my being. I felt frozen. I shivered and yet was sweating at the same time. Waves of terror pulsed through my every limb.

Where was I going? Where could I go to get away from him? He knows where I am all the time, even though I have no clue as to my own whereabouts. 

I slowed, just briefly, to try to catch a good long drag of air hoping it would fill up my lungs and give me strength to continue on. However, instead of the oxygen that I so desperately needed, I breathed in the rank air of pure evil. It was the same foul scent I smelled every time he was close. I could taste it on my tongue.

I could feel him closer now than ever before. Pure horror seeped in and I was running again. To where, I was still unsure.

Just as I could feel myself actually widening the distance between us for once, I slid to a stop. I had almost run into a huge wall that blocked my path. It was not quite brick, but made of reddish gray stones that were symmetrical in every way. No cracks, no breaks, no holes. A perfect wall. Dark green moss was growing up the wall in many spots making it slightly slippery and shiny looking. I stood there wondering how a wall like this was built, or rather how it came to be here, right here in front of me, blocking my only escape.

The small amount of moonlight that had been lighting my path suddenly disappeared leaving absolute blackness and the faint smell of damp. I turned. I felt for the wall behind me now as the slimy moss caressed my fingertips. I heard him walking towards me. As if he realized there was no possible way for me to escape him now. 

Then he stopped.

There was no sight now in this dreadful black, no taste, the wall was somehow no longer touching me, and if it weren't for his atrocious smell, I might be able to think I had just ceased to exist. But it was the loss of sound that unnerved me the most. The only sound now was my breathing, the ragged gasping noise that cut through me with every breath and reminded me why I had been running in the first place.

That's when I felt it. I could feel it first around him, a concentrated evil that spread over the grass and through the air towards me. Like a match to a stream of gasoline, the feeling of hate and anger spread like wildfire. I felt it circling me, searing my skin and burning inside at the same time. It took away my air. My lungs begged for oxygen and my eyes burned as tears started to flood down my face.

When I had almost lost myself to the pain, something changed. He felt it in the same instant I did. And instead of the hateful, anger-filled, death-like feeling that was surrounding me, I felt hope. It started right in the center of my chest and expanded out through my whole torso, like being dipped in a warm bath after being outside in the snow. It spread down to my toes and up to my head at the same time. A wave of pure hope, love,! I felt strong and courageous. No, powerful!

This new feeling of power poured through me and out through my fingertips, pushing away the dread and hate that had been eating at me, and straight across to the hateful man standing in front of me. I was surprised by the intensity. The force. The strength. I knew that he could feel it too, surging out of me and flowing freely wherever it felt the need to.

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About the Author:
Theresa M. Jones is just a regular small town, Texas girl. When she isn't at work at a local Medical Equiptment provider, you can find her at home with her husband and two beautiful (and rambunctious) kiddos.

In her spare time--as if there ever was such a thing as "spare time"--she reads and reviews books on her book blog, and writes paranormal romance novels.

POWER (The Descendent Trilogy #1) is her debut New Adult (Mature YA) Paranormal Romance novel.


  1. Thank you so much for participating in the blog tour!!
    -Theresa M. Jones

  2. I love the sound of the story, especially after reading the excerpt.

    New follower, btw. *waves* Came over from Theresa's.


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