By Corrine Jackson
Synopsis from Amazon:
She didn't understand how some distance she'd go--until she used to be pushed.
Remy O'Malley was once simply studying to harness her uncanny therapeutic strength while she came across the opposite, darker 1/2 her bloodline. Now she lives trapped among worlds, uneasy between her fellow Healers--and relentlessly hunted via the Protectors.
Forced to hide her twin identification, and the presence of her Protector boyfriend Asher Blackwell, Remy encounters a shadow group of Healers who will positioned her loyalties to the try out.
Pushed to the restrict, with the lives of these she loves such a lot at the line, Remy needs to come to a decision even if to decide on facets in a centuries-old war--or make the last word sacrifice and visit a spot from which she may well by no means go back. . .
Praise for Corrine Jackson's Touched
"The first feel Thieves novel doesn't disappoint. . .The characters are so reasonable; you can't aid yet think your self as one in every of them. exciting and chilling!" --RT publication Reviews, four Stars
"A star-crossed romance highlights this sequence opener. . .Good suspense, creative premise." --Kirkus
GoodReads writer Information:
Author Name: Corrine Jackson
Author Description: younger grownup writer Corrine Jackson lives in San Francisco and has over ten years event in advertising and marketing. She has bachelor and grasp levels in English, and an MFA in artistic Writing from Spalding collage. Her novels comprise If I Lie (Simon Pulse) and the experience Thieves trilogy (KTeen), created from Touched, driven, and Ignited (5/27/14). stopover at her at CorrineJackson.com or on Twitter at @Cory_Jackson.
Author URL: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4668167
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Golden oblongs of sunshine lay heavy on a black and white tiled ﬂoor. The ﬂoor and kitchen were old, but the appliances were new. One of those deluxe refrigerators with an ice maker and water dispenser took up a hunk of the back wall. All the appliances were done in a pale yellow: Harvest Gold, Autumn Bronze. Sitting at the kitchen table was a woman in her early sixties. Her thin brown face was seamed with a lot of smile lines. Pure white hair was done in a bun at the nape of her neck. She sat very straight in her chair, thin-boned hands folded on the tabletop.
Sometimes it’s goat blood, but more often chicken. I had compromised on the outﬁt, caught between showing respect and not melting in the heat. It would have been easy if I hadn’t planned 32 LAURELL K. HAMILTON to carry a gun with me. Call me paranoid, but I don’t leave home without it. The acid washed jeans, jogging socks, and Nikes were easy. An Uncle Mike’s inter-pants holster complete with a Firestar 9mm completed the outﬁt. The Firestar was my backup piece to the Browning Hi-Power. The Browning was far too bulky to put down an inter-pants holster, but the Firestar ﬁt nicely.
A lot of hate in old Tony. It never occurred to him to pat me down for weapons. Tsk-tsk. A second man came to the screen door. He was in his late forties, maybe. He was wearing a white undershirt with a plaid shirt unbuttoned over it. The sleeves were folded back as far as they’d go. Sweat stood out on his forehead. I was betting there was a gun at the small of his back. His black hair had a pure white streak just over the forehead. ” His voice was thick and held an accent. ” The older man nodded.