Archived – Minutes Before Sunset by Shannon A. Thompson

 

~ Schedule ~

 

July 28th:

• Jaidis @ Juniper Grove
• Amber @ The Wonderings of One Person
• Laurie @ Laurie’s Thoughts and Reviews
• Melissa @ Melissa Book Buzz
• CCAM @ Mythical Books
• Amber G. @ Lady Amber’s Reviews
• Courtney @ The Moral of Our Stories
• Jenny @ Black Words-White Pages
• Melissa @ Books Can Take You There
• Tammy @ A Fold in the Spine
• Carol @ Star Angel’s Reviews
• Desiree @ The Bookie Monster
• Day @ Day Parker
• Lisa & Sarah @ Girls With Books
• Ethan @ One Guy’s Guide to Good Reads
• Michelle @ These Words Tell a Story
• Kristy @ Kristy Centeno

 

~ About the Book ~

 

Title: Minutes Before Sunset

Series: The Timely Death Trilogy #1

Author: Shannon A. Thompson

Published: July 28th, 2015

Publisher: Clean Teen Publishing

Genre: YA Paranormal Romance

Content Warning: Violence, Adult Language

Age Recommendation: 13+

 

~ Synopsis ~

 

Two destinies. One death.

“Her kiss could kill us, and my consent signed our death certificates.”

Eric Welborn isn’t completely human, but he isn’t the only shade in the small Midwest town of Hayworth. With one year left before his eighteenth birthday, Eric is destined to win a long-raging war for his kind. But then she happens. In the middle of the night, Eric meets a nameless shade, and she’s powerful—too powerful—and his beliefs are altered. The Dark has lied to him, and he’s determined to figure out exactly what lies were told, even if the secrets protect his survival.

Jessica Taylor moves to Hayworth, and her only goal is to find more information on her deceased biological family. Her adoptive parents agree to help on one condition: perfect grades. And Jessica is distraught when she’s assigned as Eric’s class partner. He won’t help, let alone talk to her, but she’s determined to change him—even if it means revealing everything he’s strived to hide.

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~ About the Author ~

 

Shannon A. Thompson is a twenty-three-year-old author, avid reader, and habitual chatterbox. She was merely sixteen when she was first published, and a lot has happened since then. Thompson’s work has appeared in numerous poetry collections and anthologies, and her first installment of The Timely Death Trilogy became Goodreads’ Book of the Month. As a novelist, poet, and blogger, Thompson spends her free time writing and sharing ideas with her black cat named after her favorite actor, Humphrey Bogart. Between writing and befriending cats, she graduated from the University of Kansas with a bachelor’s degree in English, and she travels whenever the road calls her.

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~ Excerpt ~

 

“You look mad,” he said, quieter this time.

I wouldn’t look at him. “I am.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t get you,” I admitted. “I have no idea why you’re acting this way, and it makes me feel like I don’t know you.”

“I didn’t realize you wanted to know me,” he said, and I turned around, momentarily meeting his eyes. They were dark, shadowed by an expression I hadn’t seen before.

“Why wouldn’t I?” I asked, feeling heat crawl over my neck. “We’ve already spent a lot of time together.”

“For a project that’s completed, Jessica,” he said, and he shook his head, driving silently through my neighborhood. I waited for him to speak, but he didn’t. Soon, we were at the end of my driveway. Eric shoved the gears into park, and I reached for the door, but he locked it.

“Why are you so interested in my life?” he asked, and my heart pounded. I didn’t say anything. His eyes met mine, filled with an intensity that made me shudder. “It’s not that great.”

“I know,” I managed. My voice was shaking.

His face reddened. “But you ask questions.”

“And you answer them.”

His mouth opened, but then it snapped shut. He sighed, turned away, and grabbed the steering wheel as if he were driving again. We remained parked. “I’m Eric James Welborn,” he stated, his voice wavering into an awkwardness I’d never heard with his normally confident and cocky attitude.

James? His middle name felt personal—like he had opened up a side of himself he’d forgotten about. But I didn’t feel intrusive. I felt comforted, like I already knew the answer before he’d spoken it. But I hadn’t.

            “Your name doesn’t tell me who you are,” I said, surprised by my fluidity.

He barely smiled. “Maybe I like it that way.”

“I don’t.”

 

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Stay You & Happy Reading,

Jaidis