The
Forgotten Ones
Laura
Howard
Genre: New
Adult Paranormal Romance
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Book Synopsis:
Allison O'Malley's plan is to go to grad school so she can
get a good job and take care of her schizophrenic mother. She has carefully
closed herself off from everything else, including a relationship with Ethan,
who she's been in love with for as long as she can remember.
What is definitely not part of the plan is the return of her long-lost father,
who claims he can bring Allison's mother back from the dark place her mind has
gone. Allison doesn't trust her father, so why would she believe his stories
about a long forgotten Irish people, the Tuatha de Danaan? But truths have a
way of revealing themselves. Secrets will eventually surface. And Allison must
learn to set aside her plan and work with her father if there is even a small
chance it could restore her mother's sanity.
Author
Bio:
Laura Howard lives in New Hampshire with her husband and four children. Her obsession with books began at the age of 6 when she got her first library card. Nancy Drew, Sweet Valley High and other girly novels were routinely devoured in single sittings. Books took a backseat to diapers when she had her first child. It wasn’t until the release of a little novel called Twilight, 8 years later, that she rediscovered her love of fiction. Soon after, her own characters began to make themselves known. The Forgotten Ones is her first published novel.
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Excerpt:
Sean jogged over with the bat
and held it out for me, grinning. “Pick your pitcher, Allie-O.”
The smirk on Ethan's face was a challenge, and I couldn't resist. “Ethan has
the ball, he can pitch to me.”
He made a big show of stretching and winding up before he finally tossed the
ball at me.
I smacked the ball over the pool house, and Sean started shouting and cheering,
making me smile. Ethan shook his head, but he was smiling. He clearly thought I
would be an easy out.
I made it all the way to the final round, kicking Sean and Jeff out of the
game. I'd played softball and run track all through school to pad my
transcripts.
“You gonna let her win, E?” Jeff called, winking at me from the picnic table
where he sat drinking a beer.
Ethan chuckled, showing off those damn dimples. He looked down at the ball in
his hands and back up at me with a grin. “If I do, will you let me take you
out?”
I snorted, trying to look braver than I felt. “Not a chance.”
“Wait a sec. I like this. Let's make a wager,” he said.
The guys were all hooting and hollering at me, my face was no doubt crimson.
“What do I get if I win?” I bit my lip, feeling all their eyes on me.
“I'm thinking, hang on,” He held up his finger, his brow furrowed in thought.
His eyes widened with excitement, and I knew I would regret whatever he had to
say.
“If I win, I get a kiss.” If it was possible, my cheeks grew even redder. They
were all laughing and making cat calls now.
“And, if I win?” I looked up at his face.
He looked at me for a second, considering. “If you win, I won't ever ask you
out again.”
This earned a chorus of “Yeah, right” and “No way” from the guys.
My mouth fell open, I had not been expecting that, but his face was sober. The
laughing around us fell away for a second, and I could only stare at him
feeling the color drain from my face. His expression remained solemn, and he
met my gaze head on.
I nodded stiffly, and swallowed. “All right.”
His grin came back in full force. “Oh, and Al?”
I raised my eyebrows at him.
“I won't lose.”
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