Blog Tour & Excerpt: Between Heaven and Hell (Freefall Book 2) by Astrid V. Tallaksen
Between Heaven and Hell (Freefall Book 2)
Astrid V. Tallaksen
Paranormal * Urban Fantasy
Being a fallen angel used to be easy. A quiet life with the people she loves is all Sara ever asked for. Unfortunately, the apocalypse didn't get the message. After nearly losing everything, she's managed to put her life back together and start living what she hoped was happily ever after with her small family. Now she wants nothing more than to hide away and pretend the end of the world is a distant rumor. Her life has already been torn apart once. Doesn't she deserve a break?
The apocalypse finds its way back to her doorstep when a letter arrives. Is it a friendly warning, a dire threat, or a simple reminder that she can't run away from what's to come? Sara refuses to take heed and pays dearly for her avoidance. With her family in danger and the preservation of free will hanging in the balance, she finds herself with no other choice.
Sara must follow the path forged for her, a path that may take away everything she holds dear and leave her in pieces at the end. She's caught between Heaven and Hell, and the last person she'd ever have considered trusting might just be her greatest ally.
The wan light of the full moon was blocked by the canyon and although I'd never been afraid of the darkness, fear was clawing its way around my ribs. I found myself jogging instead of walking, urging myself to the desert on the other side of the long tunnel. It seemed like a far longer stretch than it had when the sun was up. The scarlet and gold of the rock had been leeched away, and now was the deepest shades of indigo and blue and slate gray.
When I finally escaped the darkness I'd been hidden in, I was relieved to see the face of the moon, slightly smaller now that it had risen from the desert floor. Not sure of how far it was to Enoch's cabin, I kept jogging, turning around every few yards, to look back and see how far I'd come, expecting the house to be there before me every time I turned back. But it never showed up. I was certain I had run farther than before, and yet the house was still nowhere in sight. How long did I keep running, the spirits dogging my steps, before I gave up?
lf lost in the desert, I made the hard decision to give up. Once more, I turned around and stared at the dark opening of the tunnel, so far off that it was only a pinprick of black in the shifting shadows of the rock around it. My feet were heavy to lift, weighted by the fear that I'd never find my family, the worry that something had happened to them while I was gone. I couldn't run this time, there was nothing to run back to. There was only the moon, the crickets, the spirits, and the rock monuments that stretched toward the desert sky. My heart was torn between fear and rage and I didn't have any idea which emotion to feel.
Astrid V. Tallaksen grew up with a heart for stories of creatures and places outside of this world. Her love of reading quickly became a love of writing. She spent several years creating content and helping writers to improve theircraft on the online world of Althanas, a creative writing workshop in the guise of a roleplaying forum.
A self-avowed nerd, Astrid loves science fiction, comic books, and eighties fantasy movies in the vein of The Princess Bride and Labyrinth. Her geekiness extends to annual volunteer work at the massive sci-fi convention known as Dragon*con every year in Atlanta, Georgia. In the odd times that she's not immersed in geekdom or writing, Astrid loves to sing karaoke, crochet, and spend time with her family and pets.