Black Apocalypse By Sasha Hibbs ~ The Vulcan Legacies ~

Black Apocalypse

The Vulcan Legacies, 4

By Sasha Hibbs

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Resurrected from the dead, Michael Blackwell is enraged and heartbroken to find Ally—the girl he loved—in the arms of the very man that killed him as a human. In Michael’s eyes, Ally’s betrayal is absolute. But there is more than meets the eye when it comes to the man who killed Michael, and even more with the girl he thought he knew. 

Black Apocalypse is a journey full of heartache and redemption where the past weaves an uncertain future. Can Michael forgive Ally for her betrayal? Can Ally finally embrace who she is destined to become to save them both? 

Who is the elusive Seraph, Laurel? Who was the Devourer before his colossal fall from grace? What decisions did they make together that altered the course of history? Shocking revelations, prophecies fulfilled, a war where not everyone will make it out alive...the final installment in the Vulcan Legacies will leave you breathless. 

51,000 words
YA Paranormal Romance
Evernight Teen Publishing

14+ due to adult situations

Buy Links:

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Excerpt:

He glanced at her silhouette. She stood beside him quietly, a tear streaking her pale face, one silver line visible against the cold wintery night.
“Will you dance with me?” Abaddon said, turning her back to face him.
Ally spoke with her body. She shivered as she turned to him, reaching out and lacing her fingers through his.
Abaddon responded by pulling her close against him, removing his hands from hers so he could wrap them around her, holding her tight and praying for the courage to see his task through.
The Seraph told him, told him what he must do. In his broken mind, the pieces lay jagged and strewn, but he was putting them together, regaining the memories he’d lost through the blinding rage of his illusion.
But Ally was real. He was holding her in his arms, and she came to him with trust, with patience, while he tried to regain the memories from his human life, ones that would guide him on the path he was supposed to be on now.
But as he held her in his arms, she felt so fragile, so breakable. He could hear the soft thrumming of her heart. The beat was uneven, a rhythm that reminded him of the last remnants of life.
Ally was dying. She was his soulmate and the beat of her heart gave him all the courage he needed. He wasn’t going to kill her. He was going to save her.
Abaddon slowly broke away from her, keeping her at arm’s length. Her light was dimming, but there was the faintest glimmer in her eyes that held hope for him. She would be strong enough to endure what he was getting ready to do to her. She had to be.  
Abaddon brought his wrist up to his mouth, extended his canines and pierced his flesh. As blood rushed up to the surface, he gazed into her eyes.
He parted his lips, ready to speak, to tell her it would be okay, but was silenced by Ally resting a single finger against his lips.
“Shh,” Ally whispered.
Her gaze told him that she knew what was happening. She wouldn’t fight him. He could see that she would trust him, blindly put all her faith in him, was truly ready to walk down an unknown path with him.
He watched in awe as she circled her cold fingers around his wrist and brought it up to her lips. She locked gazes with him and he could feel her taking his essence into him. She ended by gently kissing his wrist where the wound was. She swept her hair to one side, exposing her neck up at him.
Abaddon felt a warm tear run down his cheek.
“It’s okay, Michael,” Ally said, her voice so little. “I’m ready.”
He unfurled his wings, pulled her against him tightly, lowered his lips to hers, and in his mind he whispered the words from a song, a song from a long time ago that meant so much to him then and even more to him now.
“I've waited such a long time for you,” he said. He softly caressed her lips with his, savoring the feel of her against him, the kiss he’d waited a lifetime and beyond for.
He raised his gaze back to hers, brushing a wisp of hair away from her eyes, cupping her face. “A lifetime,” he said, as he brushed soft kisses along her temple, her cheek, her jawline, back to her trembling lips. Thinking back to that night long ago, he lived the words of that song, held nothing back for what he felt for her.
Abaddon could see the tears standing in her eyes. He kissed them away, their salt lingering on his lips. He drew her closer into him so that he could feel she was real, she was in his arms, her life in his hands.
And through her tears, he could see the relief, he could see the hope, he could see her love staring back at him. His heart hammered in his chest, that muscle giving way to a new life, a life that only love could give.
He brushed his lips against hers again and again, whispering those lyrics so appropriate for them, for their life, their death, their love against a world that, like her essence, was fading fast. “You’ll always be mine.”
With shaky hands, Abaddon pulled her down to the ground with him. Cradling her in his lap, he grazed his canines against her throat. “I need you,” Abaddon whispered, as Ally laced her fingers through his hair, pulling him down to her vein. She arched her back, pressed up against him, encouraged him to drink from her, to take her to where he’d been.
Abaddon exhaled against her skin. With one hand holding her head and the other pressed firmly into the small of her back, he pierced her, sunk his teeth into the soft flesh at her neck. He took her into him, her blood coursing through him, sating a hunger for far more than sustenance. In her blood was the story of their life, the answers he sought, the lyrics to their own song.
Abaddon could feel the life slowly fade from her, could hear her heartbeat slow. Removing his canines, he drew back from her. Her head lolled to the side, her pupils beginning to fix. He brought her lips back to his, kissed her gently.
As Ally’s last breath escaped her body, Abaddon clutched her tightly to his chest, a crimson tear falling against her, he whispered into her ear, “Hurry back to me.”

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About the Author:

By age 5, Sasha Hibbs' favorite movie was Gone With the Wind. By age 12, she completed her 7th grade book report on the sequel, Scarlett. By 18, she met and married her very own Mr. Rhett Butler and as it turns out, she never had to worry about going back to Tara to win the love of her life back. Fortunately, he stuck with her.  
With a love of all things paranormal, the ambiance of the South with its gigantic antebellum mansions and canopies of Spanish moss, and a love for her husband’s rich storytelling of blacksmiths and the mythology surrounding their origins, it wasn’t long until the world of her debut novel, Black Amaranth, was born.
When not working her day job as a nurse, you can find Sasha dreaming of her next beach trip, reading the latest YA novel, and drinking more white chocolate mocha than she should.  
Sasha lives in mountainous West Virginia with her husband, Tim, and their two daughters, Aeliza and Ava. She is currently hard at work on her next novel.

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Summer Crush by Sasha Hibbs ~ S.D. Wasley ~ Melissa Frost ~ Diana Stager ~ Deanna Dee ~ Bridie Hall

 Summer Crush

A Multi-author YA anthology

Sasha Hibbs  *  S.D. Wasley  *  Melissa Frost  *  Diana Stager  

 Deanna Dee  *  Bridie Hall

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Summer Crush: A wonderfully romantic boxed set of Upper YA short stories by today's hottest authors.
Summer is the time for lazy days at the beach, sun-kissed hair, flip-flops, and sizzling nights with a new crush.  Those stolen glances and first kisses can quickly spark a flame. However, the road to love isn’t always a smooth ride.
Every Summer has a story, whether it’s a second chance on love, seeing a friend in a different light, or taking a step in a new direction with someone special. Love and long days create endless possibilities, but can a summer crush really last?

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Interviews:

I am honored to welcome all six authors of the Summer Crush anthology here today. Each author has allowed me to ask them a couple of questions. I think you will enjoy these short little interviews as much as I did. 

Crystal: How did you come up with the idea for your current release or your current WIP? 

Bridie Hall: The inspiration for An Ocean of Their Own was the idea of unexpected and powerful emotions that made the protagonists question themselves and ultimately discover unknown facts about themselves. I wanted the story to be a story about self-discovery as much as it is a story about love. 

Crystal: Do you like to snack on anything while you are writing? If so would you mind telling us your favorite snack? 

Bridie Hall: I don’t snack while writing, but I do guzzle unhealthy amounts of coffee.

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Crystal: How did you come up with the idea for your current release or your current WIP? 

Diana Stager: It sounds kind of cliché to say that the idea just came to me, but it’s what happened. A teen mom isn’t usually the star of a romance, especially when the hero isn’t the baby’s father, but I wanted to do something different. Life changes for young women who become pregnant but they still deserve to have a happily ever after.

Crystal: Do you like to snack on anything while you are writing? If so would you mind telling us your favorite snack?


Diana Stager: Coffee, coffee, coffee. And chocolaty pastries. 

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Crystal: How did you come up with the idea for your current release or your current WIP? 

Deanna Dee: My story in the Summer Crush anthology, Boarderline Love, actually started as a companion piece to my self-published series. As I got more into the story, though, I realized that my characters weren’t staying in the neat little molds I needed them to fit. So I changed some names and reworked a few details. Suddenly, the story worked, and I had this new world to explore.

Crystal: Do you like to snack on anything while you are writing? If so would you mind telling us your favorite snack? 

Deanna Dee: I don’t really eat while writing. (Can’t eat, writing.) But I will take breaks to snack. This often takes the form of a granola bar or these low-fat cheese curl type things called Pirate Boody that are delicious. However, if my boyfriend’s recently made something tasty (most recently, banana bread) that takes precedence.

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Crystal: How did you come up with the idea for your current release or your current WIP? 

Melissa Frost: I was in the mood to write a Romeo and Juliet type story of forbidden love. When Evernight Teen announced they were doing an anthology about summer love, it felt like the perfect opportunity to work in my love story. It started out about a forbidden relationship, but the overall message became more important. The story became about not judging someone by the opinions of others. Had Olivia trusted the rumors about Gavin, she would have missed out on her summer romance.

Crystal: Do you like to snack on anything while you are writing? If so would you mind telling us your favorite snack?

Melissa Frost: Oh my! Well, this question is an amusing one for me. I’ve always been a fan of writing with a wine glass of juice within reach. Never wine. Always juice. In a fancy glass. This question is amusing to me because I was pregnant while writing this story (I’m due October 9th). So yes, of course I was snacking. On more than one occasion I had a box of goldfish crackers beside me. And one night, my husband caught me with a pan of fries beside me as I wrote. Literally the pan from the over, right there beside me. The big question is – am I ever not snacking?

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Crystal:  How did you come up with the idea for your current release or your current WIP? 

Sasha Hibbs: I came up with the idea for Sutton Summer last summer while swimming at Sutton Lake—in West Virginia—with my cousin. I told her it would be the perfect setting for a YA Contemporary romance. When I saw the antho call from my publisher, it hit me then. I literally sat down and wrote Sutton Summer in 2 evenings after getting off work. So, the idea was kind of already there, it took the antho call to put the fire under my fingertips. 

Crystal: Do you like to snack on anything while you are writing? If so would you mind telling us your favorite snack? 

Sasha Hibbs: I love to snack, just not when writing. It gets the keyboard messy :) But my favorite snack is definitely some buffalo dip, bleu cheese dip and some tortilla chips! 

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Crystal: How did you come up with the idea for your current release or your current WIP? 

S. D. Wasley: I normally write paranormal, with romance as a kind of secondary theme, so I was a little uncertain about launching into straight romance. How did I solve the problem? Wrote it from the boy’s perspective! In my experience, boys feel deeply but don’t always express it so easily, and I liked the idea that I could attack the romantic feelings with a sort of awkwardness and humor. I also liked being able to teach Ryan a little lesson as he went along—he started out a bit spoilt and selfish, and he learnt how to be selfless, giving and resourceful—and what it means to care about someone else even more than yourself. The most fun bit for me was writing about the magical flying ninjas and what they did with Ryan’s heart (I got to learn about ninja weapons like katana swords, which was pretty cool). This story was pure fun to write and I was able to sneak in a bit of supernatural stuff too ;)

Crystal: Do you like to snack on anything while you are writing? If so would you mind telling us your favorite snack? 

S. D. Wasley: I snack on coffee! Actually, I eat all my meals at my desk if I’m in the ‘writing zone.’ So it’s anything from breakfast cereal to tuna salad. I have to shake my keyboard upside down a lot. But my go-to snack has probably long been air-popped popcorn.

Thanks for having us Crystal!

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About the Stories: 

Sutton Summer by Sasha Hibbs
After breaking Dylan’s heart last year, McKenzie returns to Sutton Lake for another summer. McKenzie realizes love was in front of her the entire time, but is it too late for Dylan to forgive her?

Exquisite Torture by S. D. Wasley
Stuck at his Gran’s house in a deadbeat town for the entire summer, things suddenly don’t seem so bad when 16 year old Ryan meets gorgeous Connie. But why is she so cagey about where she lives? Is there something more to Connie than he first thought?

Forbidden by Melissa Frost
The new guy in town has a bad reputation and a bad boy demeanor to go with it. Even so, Olivia can’t help feeling drawn to Gavin. Can she convince her mother he’s not the delinquent everyone believes, or will his past tear them apart?

Borderline Love by Deanna Dee
Nearly drowning wasn’t part of Dalya’s vacation plans. Neither was being rescued by a guy with a perfect six pack and a haunted look in his eyes. Mason reminds Dalya too much of her over- protective older brother, but when he offers to teach her to surf, she can’t say no. Can Dalya get past her frustration with her brother to realize how much Mason means to her?

An Ocean of Their Own by Bridie Hall
Lola spends her days trawling the sand dunes in search of the perfect subject for her art. She finds it in a solitary, beautiful girl. Sarah doesn’t just fill the pages in her sketchbook, she enchants Lola’s heart too. But how can Lola tell her family about Sarah?

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About the Authors:

Sasha Hibbs is a nurse living in mountainous West Virginia with her husband, two daughters, and lives in her own imaginary world where she’s plotting her next story. 

Diana Stager is a teacher who writes in her spare time and lives with her husband and kids in Ontario, Canada. 

Deanna Dee is a full-time writer living in sunny North Carolina, where she takes full advantage of the beach whenever she can. 

S.D. Wasley is an author, copywriter and daydreamer living in Western Australia where she wrangles chickens, cats, dogs and children on a daily basis. 

Melissa Frost is a young adult author who lives near Pittsburgh PA with her husband, their son Marshall, and their soon to be daughter Adalynn.

Bridie Hall is a translator and editor who spends every free minute writing and reading.

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