TITLE: Where There Is Dark
GENRE: YA Fantasy
Devastated by her father's murder, Jazzlyn hunts down the rebels she holds responsible for his death, but when the same group takes her boyfriend hostage, she must serve those she planned to destroy or risk letting another person she loves die.
I raise an eyebrow and point at Tristan—gaged, restrained, and lying in the dirt. "Really? Then how do you explain that?"
"I said we’re not here to hurt you. His fate rests on your shoulders, not mine."
The threat twists my stomach into knots. She wants something from me. The question is what, and how far will she go to get it?
“Do you know who we are, Jazzlyn?” She draws out each syllable of my name in a breathy hiss as she snakes her way behind me.
“Of course I do.”
From over my shoulder, so close I feel her breath on my neck, she says," And what do you think you know?"
I turn on my heel and stare straight into her eyes, which are a deceivingly warm shade of brown. “That you’re cowards. You steal our food and supplies, and you…” kill anyone who gets in your way.
“And we need your help,” she says, as if finishing my sentence.
I suck in a deep breath, trying to control the impulse to clamp my hands around her throat and squeeze until her eyes glaze over. "I’ll die before helping you."
Anger flares in her eyes and they darken to black. "If death is what it takes to convince you, so be it.” She turns to Rrok . "Maybe you can convince Jazzlyn that I don’t make empty threats."