Excerpt – ‘Bridge of the Gods’

Today is the last day of Foster An Author 3. I’ve found lots of new authors and books through this event! 🙂 So for my last post focusing on C. J. Rose’s Bridge of the Gods here is a snippet from the novel 🙂

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Chapter – Pain

Gwen
I can feel the pain growing inside, but I have no idea what is causing it. Closing my eyes, I pray for it to end. Within seconds, the pressure in my body begins to subside, giving me the ability to breathe normal again. I open my eyes slowly and find myself back in the apartment; Grams is sitting in her favorite chair. Kneeling in front of her, I place my hand on top of hers and lay my head in her lap.

“Don’t cry Gwen, everything is fine.” She says in her softest voice.

“I miss you so much.” I reply.

“I know dear, and I miss you too, but this is a time to be strong. Luthor needs you.”

“Am I doing the right thing?”

“I know you are doing everything that is expected of you, child. We are all so proud of you”

“We?” I ask.

“Yes, dear, we.”

Looking up, I find my mother and father standing behind the chair. I let out a long sigh, and can feel the warmth of tears streaming down my face. Standing, I stare at the image of my parents, their smiles a ray of sunshine in this dark time.

“What’s going on?” I ask, stunned.

“It is your turn sweetie.” I didn’t realize how much I missed my mother’s voice until I heard it again.

“My turn? For what?”

With a smile, my father declares, “To take your place with the Guardians..”

“Am I ready?” My voice shook, not from fear, but from being unsure.

Grams stands, taking my hands. “You have the book now child. Use it. It will guide you where we are unable to teach you.” 

She wraps her arms around me and a pulse of energy flows through my entire body.. Closing my eyes, I hold her tight, not wanting to let go. When I finally open them again, I’m hugging empty air. 

My mother glides towards me, taking my hands. I can see the pain my mother is feeling. “I love you. You have grown so much. I can’t tell you how proud I am of you.” 

I wrap my arms around her, and can still smell the scent of her perfume. “Remember who you are.” She whispers. Another pulse of energy surges through me, and she is gone.

When I open my eyes a third time, I find my father standing there, a look of pure joy on his face. “You have no idea what it means to be your father. You have proven that the Merles name will not be used in vain. We are always here for you; all you have to do is close your eyes.”

He hugs me, and I can feel the last bit of energy flow through me. I know then that if I open my eyes, I will be alone. I know my time has come and I accept it freely. Now what?

If you want to read more head over to amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B072JG9G9W

It is also available on Kindle Unlimited!

 

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