Blog Tour: When it All Goes Still by Allison Mullinax
When It All Goes Still by Allison Mullinax
Time Traveler Romance
Fiery Seas Everlasting
May 15, 2018
Traveler is arrogant, rebellious, and the most skillful Observation Agent within the division. His refusal to follow the agency rules finally catches up to him and a girl witnesses him time-travel.
Johanna Martin is a witty adventurous runner recovering from the tragic loss of her parents. Confused by the dark-faced stranger and what he was doing at the local state park, she is unable to ignore the effects it has had on her.
With his life and reputation at risk, Traveler must choose... Johanna or his life?
WHEN IT ALL GOES STILL by Allison Mullinax
Excerpt from CHAPTER 4:
Resting in my chair, I take slow breaths, easing the pain in my side. I pull my hat off my curls, and run my fingers through the tangled mess, smoothing it down. Taking a hair tie from my wrist, I pull back a small section framing my face, and secure it behind my head. Better.
After twenty minutes of checking inventory, and looking over the website orders, I hear a knock on the office door.
“Come on in.” Standing, my muscles protest as I limp to the mini fridge.
Lacey, my sophomore cashier, pokes her head in the door. “Johanna, there’s a guy asking for you out front.”
“Is he mad about something?” I ask, while cracking open a Dr. Pepper. It’s better to know what you’re walking into.
“Not mad. Definitely smokin’ hot, though.” She giggles and walks out into the hallway.
I shake my head at her teenage hormones and make my way out onto the store floor. I spin in a circle and scan the entire area. I don’t see who she could be talking about, and it doesn’t appear that anyone is waiting for me. Looking back at Lacey, she shrugs her shoulders, clueless herself as to where he went.
The buzzing in my ears has increased, causing my eyes to lose focus. “Lace, I’m going to the back for a bit if anyone needs me or the mystery man returns.” I walk toward the rear of the store, turning to go down the aisle housing hiking and camping supplies. I’m halfway across when my eyes are suddenly drawn to the middle shelf. The thin layer of plastic covering the compass packaging is… vibrating. I stand stock still and I realize the source of the vibrations is coming from the compass needles inside, spinning wildly out of control. “What in the…” Something isn’t right. Picking up one of the boxes, I shake it to stop the needle from turning. I continue walking back to my office, flipping the small package upside down to study the UPC code.
I see him standing in front of my office door a second too late. I feel as though my entire body has electric current coursing through it, moments before slamming into the man who stole my wallet. Fire ignites in my ribs, and static energy clings to my skin. He’s holding onto my side to keep me from falling to the ground. I can see his full lips moving, saying something to me, but I can’t hear him over the ringing inside my head. His green eyes are staring at me intently, and they look just as confused as I feel.
And as quickly as it came last night in the woods, the humming stops, and the electricity subsides. I’m left clutching his shoulders for support, gazing at his oddly beautiful face, wondering what the hell he is doing in my store.
About the Author:
North Alabama native, Allison Mullinax, grew up in the small lake town of Guntersville, AL. She discovered the escapism and addiction of writing at an early age. Today she remains a lover of reading, all things outdoors, and spending time with her husband and three daughters.