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    Kael's Obsession: The Coalition, #1.5
    Kael's Obsession: The Coalition, #1.5
    Kael's Obsession: The Coalition, #1.5
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    Kael's Obsession: The Coalition, #1.5

    By Aria J. Wolfe

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    "Thrilling! Epic! Fantastic and highly recommended.​"- K. Cunningham.

    "...unique and fascinating..." - Sydney

    Book 1.5 novella in the young adult paranormal dark fantasy series: The Coalition.

    When desire burns out of control.

    On the night his town burns down, Kael, the reclusive teen from Sector Three, discovers his sister's plan to kill two people while the mysterious Book reveals someone he loves will die and it's up to him to decide who to save.

    His obsession with the Book, and a sudden profound connection to Shai, will drive him to brink of insanity where it seems impossible to know what choice to make.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAria J. Wolfe
    Release dateMar 7, 2015
    ISBN9781386562481
    Kael's Obsession: The Coalition, #1.5

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      Kael's Obsession - Aria J. Wolfe

      Chapter 1

      Ijolted awake choking and gagging on my own tongue. My shirt stuck to my chest and my mouth tasted like I’d sucked on my blanket for a few hours. Cottony-dry. Hazy and feverish, I rolled onto my side and blinked a few times as I looked around the room. At first, I didn’t know where I was. A floor-to-ceiling bookshelf lined with books of all shapes and sizes stood majestically on the opposite side of the room. Next to that a large desk strewn with papers flipped my stomach right side up again. I was in my bedroom.

      I sat up and swung my legs over the bed, but immediately regretted it. Roaring in my ears and a spinning sensation made me lie back down. Something slid off my bed and landed on the floor with a dull thump. I leaned on one elbow and looked over the edge of my bed. In the dusky light that came through the window I glimpsed the familiar edges of a book I’d come to know well over the past few days. A book that had been twisting my gut into knots. For years I’d been studying the early history of the Division and interviewing older folks who remembered things the way they were before the War Between Worlds. Older folk like the community nurse, who mentioned the book almost every time we spoke. Some people said the book was full of codes, undecipherable to anyone alive today, while others said it was just an historical record. Nurse had said the book was more than anyone really knew. It was powerful. Dangerous.

      And it was here.

      In my room.

      I glanced over at my desk again. All those notes from all those years about some mysterious book. If I knew then what I know now I would’ve stopped searching for it. Stopped asking about it.

      I sighed and leaned back against my pillow. That book was responsible for my restless nights and fevered dreams. It was all I thought about my whole life. But during the last few days it had been making my life hell.

      Kael? My sister’s voice sounded strained on the other side of the door.

      My heart raced. What?  I tried to keep anxiety out of my voice.

      Kael, you slept through two meals. I was just wondering if you’re okay.

      I clenched and unclenched my jaw. How could I answer that? No, I wasn’t okay. Not since the other night when a girl from Lael showed up here.

      I scratched under my chin and stared at the door. Truthfully, I stopped being okay the day our mother disappeared years earlier.

      I sat up and swallowed around the tightness in my throat.

      Yeah. Yes, Ava. I’m fine. I just... I eyed the book laying innocently on the floor bathed in the soft glow of moonlight that streamed through my window. I kicked the old book under my bed. When I heard it hit the wall a satisfying rush of adrenaline coursed through me.

      Odd. That felt nearly euphoric. Earlier I had been stroking its dark leather cover. I had hugged it fervently to my chest and even kissed its rigid old spine. But kicking it now and hearing it smack against the wall made me feel better. Just a little. Like I’d repaid it in some small way for all the pain it had caused me.

      A small knock on the bedroom door reminded me that Ava was still there. If she was waiting for an explanation I had none. I had no answers to my disturbing behavior during the last few days. Why I had fallen asleep in the middle of the day stroking the thin pages of that book. Or why I been sucked into the depths of unconsciousness long enough to have missed not just one meal but two. Why did that book hold such power over me?

      I stood up. I’d fallen asleep with my heavy boots on and they proved to be too much for me to properly lift my feet and walk, so I shuffled across the room to the door.

      I opened the door a crack and found Ava’s clear green eyes wide with concern.

      I thought maybe... since you haven’t eaten since breakfast...

      What. You think if I miss a meal or two that I must be dying? I told you I’m fine, Ava. I frowned when guilt stabbed my chest. She couldn’t help standing here right now. I was the one who made her show up at my door. No, not me. The Book. So, I had no right to resent her intrusion.

      Ava dropped her eyes and started to turn away. Movement behind my sister caught my eye. I opened the door wider and leaned against the frame.

      You brought Nurse?

      An old woman stepped out of the shadows from behind Ava, her warm brown eyes like eternal dark pools whose depths I could never fathom.

      Ava turned back around and nodded. The hall light wasn’t enough to fully illuminate her face, but in the shadows, I could see her swallow. She reached for my hand. I worry about you. And Arlie. I can’t help it.

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