Fighting Chance, #2
by Elisa
Dane
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: August 9th 2016
Genres: Romance, Young Adult
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: August 9th 2016
Genres: Romance, Young Adult
BLURB
Sadie Reynolds is drowning.
Months have passed since Ian
Daniels and Newton Daily opened fire at Atwood High school, killing dozens of
students before turning the guns on themselves.
Determined to pay tribute to her
fallen classmates and teachers, Sadie’s thrown herself into the memorial
project at the newly rebuilt school. But it’s not enough. Horrific dreams of
the shooting intertwined with memories of the night her mother was murdered
keep her up at night and haunt her during the day.
The constant stream of hate
raining down on her from faceless social media trolls only make matters worse.
Her boyfriend, Hayden brings the only source of relief when he sneaks in to
sleep next to her on nights her dad is at work.
Desperate for normalcy, Sadie
fills every waking moment of her day with anything to take her mind off her
pain. If she’s exhausted, she’ll be too tired to acknowledge the new threat
gunning for her.
BENEATH the VOID is book 2 in
Elisa Dane’s Fighting Chance series, a hard-hitting and unapologetically raw
look at teen violence in schools and the aftermath of learning to pick up the
pieces and heal.
Sequel
to:
“It’s a damn shame what happened
to that girl. A damn shame what happened to all of you.”
I bit down on the inside of my
lip and lifted my tray off the counter. If I didn’t get away from Moe before he
started in, things would get awkward fast. “Heading out,” I called over my
shoulder as I rounded the counter. The last thing I wanted to do was talk about
the shooting. I’d lived, breathed, ate, and drank nothing but the shooting for
months on end. I had funeral music burned into my brain and had cried myself
into a stupor more times than I could count. I was done crying. It didn’t help.
It didn’t change what had happened, and it didn’t make anything better. Moving
forward and staying busy were the only things that made life bearable. Well,
that and spending quality time with Hayden. The memorial project I was heading
up at Atwood High was the only shooting related activity I involved myself in
anymore. It was positive. It had meaning. It was my way of paying respect to
poor Tara Chung.
And everyone else.
A loud boom sounded in the not
too far distance.
My body reacted on instinct. My
heart leaped inside my chest. The tray full of drinks I’d been carrying crashed
against the black and white checkered tile. My knees buckled, and with a
frightened scream, I dropped like a stone to the floor and covered my head with
my arms. Not again. Not again. This can’t be happening again.
The people in the booths next to
me weren’t moving. Were they insane? There was a shooter in the building! I
rose up onto my knees and lurched sideways, grabbing onto the jean-clad knee of
the older man sitting at the edge of the booth. “Get down! Quick!”
The man gaped at me like I was
insane.
A hand clamped down onto my
shoulder, and I shot up off the floor with a shriek.
“Sadie!” Moe’s voice sounded
above the pounding of my heart, and I zeroed in on his calm face as I struggled
to catch my breath.
He stepped forward and placed his
hands on my shoulders. “Honey, it’s okay. Everyone in the diner is fine. A car
backfired out in the lot. That’s what you heard.”
My mouth felt dry and pasty and
the room swayed beneath my feet. I opened my mouth to speak and glanced over my
shoulder toward the front window when words failed me. I glanced back at Moe.
“A-a car?”
Moe’s expression was gentle, but
filled with pity and my stomach immediately soured. “Everyone’s fine,
sweetheart,” he said with a nod. He motioned toward the back of the diner. “Why
don’t you take your break now and … ”
He continued to watch me with
concern as his words trailed off and I nodded, more than happy to get the hell
away from everyone and everything. I knew what he couldn’t bring himself to
say: Take your break, girl, and hide your crazy away before you drive away my
business.
Too embarrassed to look back, I
left my fallen tray and drinks where they lay shattered and spilled on the
floor and sprinted out the back door of the diner.
Author Info
ELISA DANE is a self-proclaimed
book junkie. A lover of handbags, chocolate, and reality television, she's a
proud mother to three All- Star cheerleaders. Writing is her absolute passion,
and it's her mission to create stories that will not only take you on a
romantic journey that will warm your heart, but help you find a new respect and
interest in the sport of All-Star cheerleading.
Elisa is no stranger to the
publishing world. She writes steamy paranormal romance under her real name,
Lisa Sanchez. Her adult works include the Hanford Park series (Eve Of Samhain,
Pleasures Untold, and Faythe Reclaimed), Obsessed (an erotic suspense), and a
paranormal novella, Cursing Athena. Elisa lives in Northern California with her
husband, three daughters, and a feisty Chihuahua who stubbornly believes she's human.
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