Monday, October 6, 2014

Happy Release Day! Excerpt & Giveaway APOLONIA by Jamie McGuire

Age: New Adult
Genre: Sci-Fi Romance
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“They killed me, but I survived.”

Three years after Rory Riordan foiled her own murder, she still trusts no one. Not Dr. Z, the eccentric college professor who has taken her under his wing, not Benji, the endearing, attractive classmate who insists on following her around, and certainly not Cy, the beautifully dark and mysterious boy who sits on the first row in Dr. Z’s Astrobiology class and asks far too many questions.

When Rory witnesses Cy being abducted by soldiers in the middle of the night, she finds herself submersed in a world that holds even more secrets than she could imagine--even darker secrets than her own.

From #1 New York Times Bestseller Jamie McGuire, experience the perfect combination of her bestselling books Providence & Beautiful Disaster. This New Adult Sci-Fi Romance is an action-packed, whiplash-inducing roller coaster ride. Page after page, this unpredictable, dark and sexy nail biter will keep readers guessing until the very end!


“I have a reason to believe. I believe you came here, where Dr. Z was, and that we met for a reason.”

I liked this weird conversation. Finally someone sounded as crazy as me. “Why?”

“Your turn.”

“I’m really a lizard,” I said, sticking out my tongue and pulling in back in quickly.

“Very funny.”

I took another bite of burrito and pointed to my mouth, signaling that I couldn’t speak.

Cy seemed frustrated. “Okay, we’ll try this another way. Why do you always put yourself in danger?”

“I don’t.”

“Walking alone in the dark. Antagonizing men with a history of violence against women. Driving so fast that you wrecked your car—which is why you’ve been a pedestrian for the last twenty months. Walking out too far in an angry sea. Frequenting the dangerous side of town, alone, at night, for absolutely no reason. Getting on the back of a motorcycle with a complete stranger, who was clearly drunk. That’s not even half of it.”

I squirmed in my chair. Some of those things happened before I knew Cy. Even more happened in high school the six months after my parents died. All of them, no one knew about, not even Dr. Z.
Cy put his elbows on the table. “Spending so much time with Benji Reynolds?”

The last sentence nearly caused me to choke on the bite of burrito in my mouth. I swallowed. “Benji? He’s harmless.”

“What do you know about him?”

“What do I know about Benji? Not as much as you know about me. How in the hell do you know all of that?”

“Just answer the question.”

“You first,” I snapped.

“I’m thorough. What you should be asking is how I could learn all of that about you but have to ask what you know about Benji. He has no records. There is nothing available on him or his family anywhere, not even a birth certificate. I couldn’t even access his school records at KIT.”

“Are you hacking into the school’s mainframe?”

“That’s not important. You have to stay away from him, Rory. Something doesn’t add up.”

“You’ve got that right.”

Cy lowered his voice. “You can’t trust him. Think about it. A wealthy, preppy kid follows the campus recluse like a lovesick puppy? Have you ever asked yourself why?”

“Are you saying I’m not good enough for him?”

“Of course not.”

“Because he’s lonely, Cy. He doesn’t belong and neither do I. That’s all it is.”

“He doesn’t belong? He’s athletic, personable, and approachable. The women at this school fawn all over him. He could literally have his pick. He chose you and only you. He refuses to even acknowledge anyone else. You’re far from naïve, Rory. Does none of that strike you as odd?”

I began to feel sick in the pit of my stomach, and my breakfast threatened to come up.
“Stop.”

“You can sense danger, Rory. You can’t have missed this. Benji wants to gain access to Dr. Zorba’s lab. That was his final objective.”

I laughed once. “That’s ridiculous. I thought I was paranoid.”

Cy reached his hand across the table. “How many times has he asked to accompany you to the lab?”

I put down my fork. “Stop it, Cy. Right now.”

“I’m worried. I can’t protect you much longer.”

“I don’t need protection. You’re kind of pissing me off right now.”

“I can live with that. I can’t live with knowing that I’m leaving you here to fall into a tailspin until you wind up like your parents.”

“You’re not making any sense, and by the way, fuck you,” I took another bite of burrito for show, because I definitely wasn’t hungry anymore.

Cy sat back, huffing in frustration and looking around the room. After a few moments, he let his shoulders fall, and he leaned in again. “Promise me, Rory. Promise me you’ll stop tempting fate. I can make a promise to you: you have a beating heart. You have blood running through your veins. No matter what you may think, I assure you, you can die. And you will if you continue on this course of self-destruction.”



Jamie McGuire was born in Tulsa, OK. She attended the Northern Oklahoma College, the University of Central Oklahoma, and Autry Technology Center where she graduated with a degree in Radiography.

Jamie paved the way for the New Adult genre with international bestseller, Beautiful Disaster. Her follow-up novel Walking Disaster debuted at #1 on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists. She has also written apocalyptic thriller Red Hill, a novella titled A Beautiful Wedding, and the Providence series, a young adult paranormal romance trilogy.

Jamie lives on a ranch just outside Enid, OK with husband Jeff and their three children. They share their 30 acres with cattle, six horses, three dogs, and Rooster the cat.

Find Jamie at www.jamiemcguire.com or on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram!

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