Release Day Event for Deliverance by Véronique Launier

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Title: Deliverance (Hearts of Stone #2)

Author: Véronique Launier

Genre: YA Paranormal

Pages: 288 pages

Synopsis

From the rooftops of Montreal to the undergrounds of Tehran. In a land where nothing is ever really what it seems, and where everything is steeped in history, Garnier de Rouen chases the demons of the present only to find them lead back to his past, to Nakissa, whom he knows better than she knows herself. What started off as a search for answers, turned into much more when the de Rouen’s witch, Aude Vanier, goes missing and the clues all lead to the Gargoyle who Garnier is already chasing: Ramtin.

Things for sixteen-year-old Nakissa didn’t use to be so complicated. She lives in a good neighborhood in North Tehran, has a decent relationship with her mother and step-father, a perfect boyfriend, and a fun best friend. But after a series of earthquake shakes the entire planet, everything changes. First her mother gets injured,then her best friend goes missing. And the stress must be making her crazy, because she’s starting to get impossible memories. Memories that date all the way back to the 6th century during the Sassanid Empire.

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Excerpt

At the door, she pauses. “Well? Are you coming?” There is a challenge to her tone that I can’t resist. I’m tired of always being the voice of reason. A quiet voice that is always ignored anyways. I shrug and follow her.
We walk through some sort of lounge area. It’s a lot better decorated than I would have expected. The carpets spread along the floors muffle the sound of our footsteps. Cushions are spread along the walls and a water pipe sits in the corner of the room. The man doesn’t pause, but continues down a narrow staircase. I feel a little uneasy at how the old crumbling brick walls close in on me, there. The corridor feels rough like it’s been chiseled out of the land. Our heads barely clear the few bare light bulbs which hang from the ceiling, the wires tacked to the stone. We should turn back now, before it’s too late – if it isn’t already too late. I look back to Leyli, to see if she shares my thoughts but her eyes sparkle in the naked light. She gives me a wide smile but I say nothing. Strangely enough though, for once my instincts are on the same wavelength as hers. Nothing about this situation actually feels dangerous.
The corridor isn’t very long and before we know it, we are standing in a nicely illuminated room. The sweet smell of flavored tobacco fills the air.
“Who is this?”
I spin to face the unknown speaker, but instead, I’m distracted by what I see.

At the door she pauses. “Well? Are you coming?” There is a challenge to her tone that I can’t resist. I’m tired of always being the voice of reason. A quiet voice that is always ignored anyways. I shrug and follow her.
We walk through some sort of lounge area. It’s a lot better decorated than I would have expected. The carpets laid along the floors muffle the sound of our footsteps. Cushions are spread along the walls and a water pipe sits in the corner of the room. The man doesn’t pause, but continues down a narrow staircase. I feel a little uneasy at how the old crumbling brick walls appear to close in tighter around us. The rough corridor feels like it’s been chiseled out of the land. Wires tacked a few bare bulbs to the ceiling for light and as we walked our heads only just managed to avoid hitting them. Reason would say we should turn back now before it’s too late – if it isn’t already too late. But when I look back to Leyli to see if she shares those thoughts her eyes sparkle in the naked light. She gives me a wide smile and I say nothing. Strangely enough, for once my instincts are on the same wavelength as hers. Nothing about this situation actually feels dangerous.
The corridor isn’t very long and before we know it we are standing in a well-lit room. The sweet smell of flavored tobacco fills the air.
“Who is this?”
I spin to face the unknown speaker but I’m blindsided by what I see instead.

Deliverance is the sequal to Redemption

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About the Author

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If you were to look up random in the dictionary, you might find a picture of Véronique. This Montreal native is a single mother to two adorable young girls and a servant to two feline companions. She is also an avid reader, a dreamer, and a hopeless romantic. Her somewhat obsessive personality is often the subject of jokes amongst her family and friends, but it has served her well; she would never have written a book without it. She is studying everything Iranian from the language, to the history, to the cuisine — another side effect to her obsessive personality — and she likes to dance (usually in the kitchen).

Author Links:

Website: http://www.veroniquelaunier.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/vlaunier

Twitter: https://twitter.com/vlaunier

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/vlaunier
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Happy Reading,

Alison

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