Title: From Gods
Author: Mary Ting
Genre: YA Mythology
Hosted by: Lady Amberâs PR
***2013 InD'Tale RONE Award Finalist for YA****
Did you just see a flash of lightning across the sky on a clear sunny day?
Donât blame Mother Nature.
Skylar Rome canât wait to spend her last summer before college with her cousin, Kayla. Everything changes when they meet the Grand brothers. Skylar is sure she should stay away from Mason Grand, but their attraction is undeniable. Then Skylarâs life erupts into turmoil. She steps into a world where descendants of ancient gods have super powers, evil beings chase her, and questions arise about her own identity. She is running out of time and running for her life, while trying to unravel the mystery of what they want from her.
Forced into a battle set into motion long before she was born, will Skylar find the answers she seeks, or will she die trying?
Mary Ting resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her childrenâs chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.
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âMason, MASON, MASON!â Skylar panicked.
âI know. Skylar, hold on tight. Iâm going to brake.â
âBut there are cars behind us.â
âWe have no choice. Donât worry. I got this.â Mason pushed down on the brake forcefully. The car hydroplaned to the right. âHold on.â
Skylar gripped the first thing her hand found. The water from the road jetted up into the air like in a water show, but the car kept gliding sideways, until finally it spun in a full circle and stopped. With no time to waste, Mason turned it to the right and accelerated, hoping to dodge what was coming toward them.
Out of nowhere, a long piece of ice, taking the form of a spear, darted through the trucksâ tires and punctured some of them. More ice spears came soaring out of the rain, but this time ten or more sphere-like ice balls followed, denting the sides of the trucks. One went through a windshield. With flat tires, the trucks now glided as if skating on ice, maneuvering from side to side.
âDid you do that?â Skylar asked excitedly.
âNo. Must be Poseidonâs kids. Where the hell are they?â Mason spread his right arm out in front of Skylar as if to protect her. âBend down, Sky.â
One of the trucks hit another and veered off, hitting yet another one. The crash caused the trucks to flip and tumble, heading straight for Masonâs car. With a look of shock, Skylar held her breath. There was no time to move, think, or get out of the car, so she closed her eyes and prepared for the crash.
Seconds before impact, Masonâs car flew up into the air and over the trucks. Somehow, as if by magic, the water created a liquid bridge, guiding the car safely over, and then it thumped hard onto the ground on the other side. Without looking back, Mason sped away as the sound of screeching brakes and metal hitting metal blasted behind them.
âWhat just happened?â Skylar yelped. âDid you do that?â Everything had happened so fast. Adrenaline had rushed through her body so rapidly, sheâd had no time for fear. Once it was over, she was amazed and stunned speechless.
âNo, I didnât. Poseidonâs kids. Itâs the only explanation. They can manipulate water. I had it handled. There was no need for them to show off. Lots of civilians are hurt.â Mason sounded irritated, perhaps because he wasnât the hero this time around or perhaps he truly did care for those people he didnât know.
Amazed by their abilities, wherever they were, Skylar was grateful for their showing off. Though Mason claimed heâd had the situation handled, Skylar thought otherwise, but kept her opinion to herself.
Fire and heavy smoke spiraled into the sky behind them. The trucks had mostly slammed against each other, except for one. Guilt consumed her, thinking about the innocent people whoâd happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She couldnât dwell on her remorse. She saw the same white truck, now joined by a black truck, tailing them. âItâs the white truck again, but thereâs another one behind it.â
âI see them,â Mason said with a sly tone, looking in the rearview mirror. âLetâs see if they can follow.â