COVER REVEAL: Saven Deception by Siobhan Davis

Posted October 14, 2015 by Lillian in Features / 0 Comments

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Today is the cover reveal for Saven: Deception (The Saven Series, #1) by Siobhan Davis and I couldn’t be more excited to share it with you! This cover reveal is being hosted by the lovely Lola @ Lola’s Blog Tours (go check her out!).

Now without further ado, the cover of Saven: Deception in….

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COVER REVEAL: Saven Deception by Siobhan DavisSaven: Deception by Siobhan Davis
Series: The Saven Series, #1
Published by Self Publish on 2015-12-15
Length: 381 pages

I’ve fallen hard for an alien.
But he’s harboring secrets.
Massive ones that threaten the very essence of humanity.
How can I give him my heart when his race plan on taking my future?

Sadie Owens has been slowly dying inside. Bit by bit, piece by piece, day by day. Trapped in a life she hates, she relies on only one person: Herself.

Despised by her family, and betrayed by an unscrupulous government, Sadie dreams of a different life. When she is chosen to participate in the government’s new social experiment, she is ecstatic at the prospect of spending six months in Thalassic City, the shiny new city under the sea.

Immediately drawn to Logan Chandler, Sadie is captivated by the beautiful boy with the ocean-blue eyes. Logan seems to embody everything that has been forbidden, but he isn’t all he appears to be.

When Sadie finally learns the truth about why the Saven walk among us, will it be too late to save her heart and the human race?

Excerpt

Please note that this book is currently undergoing professional editing so this is an unedited sample. The final published version will be slightly different.

The stench of stale sweat, unwashed skin, and rancid body odor assaults my nostrils and I gag. The temp in the carriage must be pushing ninety degrees and a steady line of sweat coasts down my spine, gluing my shirt to my back. A craving to crawl out of my skin hits me like a bullet to the chest.

It’s not a new sentiment. It’s an urge I feel at least once every hour.

A potent desire to be anyone but myself.

To live any life but this one.

Heat rolls off the large body pressed into me from behind and the man grunts loudly. The desire to shed my skin accelerates and I shudder uncontrollably. Everywhere I look I’m confronted by a sea of grimy, male chests in dirty, sweat encrusted work wear. Being short sucks almost all of the time, but being stuck in the middle of an overcrowded, bursting-at-the-seams subway carriage, during one of the hottest heatwaves New York has ever known, sucks butt on a stratospheric level, and has me cursing the genes that stalled my growth at five feet one.

Claustrophobia swoops in, surrounding me in an anxiety-laced cloud, and I know I’ve reaching my tipping point.

I can’t bear this a second longer.

With my lungs screaming for air, I push my way forward, shuddering as I squeeze past more disgusting, heaving forms.

I fling myself out onto the platform in the nick of time. The train eases out of the station as my legs make a break for freedom. Bounding up the stairs two at a time, I thrust my tiny frame forward, propelling my legs as fast as they can go. My entire being strains for release.

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