Recreated Teaser Tuesday- Sneak Peek

Recreated Sneak Peek #1

If you haven’t picked up the Recreated book yet or perhaps you’re not sure if this book is for you, here is a little teaser from the sequel to Reawakened, Recreated.

“Lily?” I heard his familiar voice and squelched a sob.

“Amon? Can you hear me?” I asked the ethereal darkness.

“Yes. I can hear you, Nehabet.”

“Is this real?”

He didn’t answer right away but then eventually said, “I wish it were not.”

“What’s happening to you?” I asked desperately. “Why are you suffering?” I thought you were in the Afterlife. I thought you were at peace. Why are you tormented night after night?”

“I am no longer under the protection of the gods. I have relinquished my station.”

“I don’t understand. What does that mean?”

“It means that I would rather suffer than continue to do their bidding.”

“But, if you don’t save the world, who will?”

“They will find another to replace me.”

“I still don’t understand. Are they punishing you?”

I felt his sigh as much as I heard it. “They did not choose this for me. I am the one who decided to walk this path.”

“It’s a pretty difficult path, Amon. Can’t your brothers help you?”

“We are separated. There is nothing they can do for me now.”

“I hate seeing you like this.”

“I know. I am sorry for causing you pain. I didn’t think our connection would be this strong.” He paused for a moment before adding. “You are in pain too, Young Lily.”

Bitterly, I said in a shaky voice, “Not like you.”

“No. Not like me. But you are hurting nonetheless. It is my fault. My loneliness has caused this.”

“Your desire for human connection didn’t cause this. The gods did. They don’t understand. Everyone needs to be loved. It’s completely natural.”

He laughed sardonically. “I was human, Lily, once. But I am something altogether different now. I gave my humanity up for the greater good.”

Thunder boomed in the sky above Amon’s still form, roiling clouds shifting like a churning ocean. Lightning struck and his body jerked awake. I felt the loss of his presence, as if a warm blanket had been ripped away from me. As the ground shook, he staggered tiredly to his feet and summoned his armor made of sand to strap onto his form. Amon lifted his face to the wind, closed his eyes, and said, “I love you, Lily. But it is time for you to wake up.”