Thursday, April 11, 2013

Blog Stop & Giveaway: Terra's Wrath by Meaka Kyel

"Get on with it!" Max paled.The shop shook with a sudden burst of lightning and the ensuing thunder.The man looked up to the ceiling. "Your mother knows I'm talking to you. She's very upset. Max, please. You need to hide."
Freak storms, changing climates... they're all proof that global warming is starting to change our planet. It was only a matter of time before Mother Nature got upset with the damage we were causing. What we never could have anticipated, was how she was planning to get rid of her problem.


  • The tears slipped down my cheeks again. Happy birthday, Gabrielle. I snorted to myself. What the hell was so happy about it? I’d gotten dumped by my shitty boyfriend. Granted, I’d planned to dump him tomorrow, but that wasn’t the point. I’d knocked a girl on her ass in a bar. My chest tightened. I’d lost my best friend. How the hell had that happened? We’d been best friends for twenty-seven years. We did everything together… Well, almost everything together. In twenty-seven years, I’d never slept with him other than to sleep. Hell, I’d never even kissed him. Of course, I’d thought about it; the man had amazing lips. But he was Lane and he was my best friend. Twenty-seven years of perfect friendship wasn’t worth destroying because of one drunk impulse. Even if Michelle was right and we did feel more than friendship… things always changed when friends hooked up. What we had was perfect. Or so I’d thought.

    I started to sweat from walking and swore at myself for wearing such heavy coat. If I’d been trying to be sexy and put on my little black coat, I wouldn’t be so freaking hot right now. I started to overheat and just unzipping the jacket wasn’t letting enough air in to cool me down. I slid it from my shoulders and frowned. 

    “What the hell?” I pulled my phone from my purse and touched the weather network app on it. Plus five. I stopped walking, pulled the battery from the back of it and rebooted it. When everything was back to normal, I checked the app again. Plus five. Of course, that was impossible. Just a couple of hours ago it had been minus thirty. I looked at the snow melting on the sidewalk. “This is messed up.”

    I started walking again, faster this time. Something wasn’t right. Maybe I should phone for a cab. I looked down the street in front of me and noticed for the first time tonight that there was absolutely no traffic. A quick look at my phone told me it was ten o’clock on a Saturday night which meant it should have been packed with cars heading to bars and parties. There was movies letting out and the local hockey game was ending. Where in god’s name were all the cars?

    I was about halfway home when I thought I heard something behind me. I spun around, trying to see who it was. Nothing. I pulled my cell phone out again. Enough was enough. I was calling a cab.

    I screamed as something hit me in the back and I fell to the sidewalk, skidding on my knees and elbows. Whoever it was pressed a hand against the back of my head and started to squeeze. I screamed again and tried to roll to get away as the pressure increased. Realizing I had moments before I blacked out from the pain, I dug into my purse and snapped open my jackknife. I gripped it as hard as I could and swung it backwards. I heard a grunt and the hand released my head. Fighting the panic to keep slightly coherent, I bucked my attacker off of me and scrambled to my feet.

    The woman facing me seemed normal enough. She was dressed for an evening out. The only thing about her that struck me as odd was her eyes. They were yellow; bright yellow, like the yellow on the vests that highway workers wore. 

    “La… lady? Are you ok? Do you need me to call an ambulance?” I took a step back as she took a step toward me. “I… I have my cell phone. I can get you some help.”

    She rushed me which caused me to trip backwards. I fell on my back and the air left my lungs in a rush. She was on me in seconds, clawing at my face. I brought the knife around and stabbed it into her side. She fell off of me with a screech but came back just as determined as she’d been with the previous attack.

    I yelled for help, hoping someone would hear. The knife was getting slippery with her blood and I jabbed it into her chest as hard as I could. This time, the wound was damaging and she fell off of me. I scrambled to my feet and started to run. 

    “Help!” I chanced a glance back and started to cry when I saw no one. Where the hell was everyone? My phone vibrated in my hand. Fresh tears slipped down my face at the caller ID. “Lane!”

    “Thank god! Gabby, where are you?”

    “On Marquis, almost at the curve.”

    “I’ll be there in two minutes. I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but find somewhere to hide. There is some strange shit happening…”

    I tuned out as two men started toward me from across the street. Even from this distance, I could see their strange, yellow eyes.

    “I… Lane?”

    “Hang on, Gabs. One more minute.”

    “I… I don’t have one more minute.” 

    I dropped the phone and wiped my hands on my dress, trying to get the blood and sweat off of them.

    “Gabby!” Lane’s voice sound small and far away as he yelled into his phone. Both men stopped and turned at the sound of tires squealing around the Marquis Road curve. The one ton’s headlights flashed to the side and jumped as Lane hit the curb then straightened. I realized he was on the walking path I was on and that he wasn’t slowing down. I ran back onto the street as fast as I could, turning just in time to see both men go under the truck with a hollow thump. Lane barely slowed to get back onto the street so that he faced back toward the curve. The driver’s side door opened and my knees went weak with relief at the sight of him.
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