Truth, Book 2 in the Alex Conner Chronicles it out now. But who is Alex? What is she? And who are the other characters she is up against? The author, Parker Sinclair, stops by today to explain:
Author Character Commentary
~ Alex Conner: My broken, confusing, powerful, smartass heroine who is the first of her kind in generations as both a Healer, and an Earthen Protector.
~ Valant: The Demon with the CEO looks, that is except for his freakishly pointy teeth.
~ Greg: The traitor who’s perhaps a little mad. An Absolute Protector who could have been one of the good guys at some point—maybe.
~Stacy: Alex’s estranged mother who has been working for who knows who, who knows where. Recovering drug addict and one of the most powerful Earthen Protectors around—when she has her head on right.
~Ryan: Swoon. If I knew how this man came to me, or if his character is based on a totally real person, I would love to see him in the flesh. He is a sexy, formidable, and understated Earthen Protector who wants to protect Alex at all cost.
Now that we know a little more about the series, it’s time to enjoy this excerpt from Truth by Parker Sinclair:
Now that Alex can no longer deny her heritage as an Earthen Protector, everything comes crashing down around her.
Alex’s estranged mom has enlisted her help in finding Alex’s father; a man who was presumed dead since before she was born. While she waits and trains with Dana, the Mistress of Weaponry and Potions, innocent people, some who she dearly loves, face unspeakable horrors. Alex and her small, yet powerful, group of companions confront danger head on while they hunt down those responsible.
Is her father really alive and will Alex’s training prove to be enough for her take on some powerful enemies? As if the threats in her life weren’t enough for Alex to handle, her feelings for two men have her torn and tempted. Join Alex on her next adventure and enjoy the mystery, humor, and passion in her second Chronicle-Truth.
Excerpt from Truth: The Alex Conner Chronicles Book Two
Ten feet away, eight, and then I see in a flash Greg’s knife in his hand as it comes down on Valant, stabbing him right in the chest where a human’s heart would be. Burgundy liquid bursts from his wound and Valant reaches out to grab it, turning it into a cloud-like consistency and pushing it back into his body. Greg appears to be melded to the knife that still protrudes from Valant’s chest, his eyes watching in horror as Valant pieces himself back together.
The storm becomes silent for a moment and in the broken funnel I swear I can hear Ryan and perhaps even spot him in the Zodiac in the raging waves. I struggle to get to the funnel opening, but just before I can slip out, it closes back even tighter. The storm grows stronger than ever and I am shoved to the floor by the force of the boat nearly capsizing. All I can do now is brace myself. My cries to Valant go unheard and I dread what may happen to us once the storm rids itself of the boat and I am thrown into its ferocity.
A massive thud echoes in my head at the same time a figure slams down, feet-first, upon the boat deck. The vessel appears to groan and sink under the force, yet springs back in sync with the figure’s lengthening stance. It is a woman— gray dress flying in all directions—caught in the storm’s winds. Valant and Greg turn toward her and I get a glimpse of the woman’s blond hair, pulled back in a long ponytail.
“You dare put my daughter in danger, Demon? Be gone! Now!” Her voice echoes in the darkness, roaring over Valant’s storm and causing its immediate silence. Valant, wide-eyed and confused, immediately disappears. Greg is held down by the force of my mother’s power alone, his quaking noticeable despite her hold on him. She moves to stand over him, her face looking down at him in disgust. I scramble to my feet and slowly make my way to her side.
Blue power crackles and surges off her in spurts. I had only seen it briefly before, but this, this is what she can really do. She sent a Demon away on her own. Something I thought they could only do themselves. Judging by that appalled look on Valant’s face, that was just as alarming to him.
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About The Author:
Ms. Sinclair gives credit to the development of her imagination and passion for writing to multiple childhood destinations lacking indoor plumbing. It may sound odd, yet when your journey to adulthood consists of numerous backpacking, camping and hiking trips to the most out-of-the-way and breathtakingly beautiful places in North America, the creation of games, worlds and characters are the results. She would never trade the childhood her parents gave her, and she thanks them for raising her to have her own thoughts, dreams, and bountiful imagination. Oh and she wishes to thank them for teaching her that one should never leave their jeans on the floor of an everglades campground shower -lest they do the dance of the scorpions in the pants again!
While attending college, Ms. Sinclair studied biological sciences and psychology, specifically animal behavior, but her love has forever been to write. There are boxes in her house full of endless notebooks, journals, and logs with poems, stories, lyrics and personal rants scratched into them with pencil, marker, pen, whatever she could get my hands on. Words demanded to be thrown out of her mind and onto paper by any means necessary. Ms. Sinclair’s studies have contributed greatly to the worlds, characters, and stories she creates proving that no matter what path you take, it will all be part of where you end up—sometimes in spectacular ways!
Since 2007, Ms. Sinclair calls Virginia Beach home where she is employed as a full-time educational counseling, and finding time to write late into the night after her kiddos, and in many cases, her husband, are fast asleep.