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CollideRelease Date: 07/07/14
What if psychic warfare is real???
Christine Fonseca's latest action-packed, heart-pounding thriller COLLIDE, explores the world of psychic warfare with a new twist!Summary from Goodreads:The most dangerous secrets are the ones that kill.
When a surprising mental breakdown draws too much attention from a secret government group call the Order, 17-year-old Dakota discovers that her so-called boring life isn’t so boring after all. Between the lies, secrets and assassins out to kill her family, Dakota discovers there’s more to paranormal activity than ghosts and cheap mind tricks. Now she must uncover the truth before a new breed of terrorism takes everything away – including her life.
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EXCERPT
A peek into the horrific mind of the Architect:
No Mercy
The Architect watched Dr. Tate leave the
hospital at 5:00, just like he had every night for the past month. He walked
from the elevator to his mid-sized sedan, fumbling for his keys. Sweat dotted
his brow, darkening the grey streaks along his hairline. He opened the car and
slid inside.
It’s time, the Architect thought.
The parking structure was unusually quiet, the air thick with exhaust. She settled herself as Dr. Tate closed the
door. The sound echoed against the cement beams and a nervous smile formed on
her lips.
His death would be child’s play to her now. After
practicing for last the ten years, she had the technique down. Just picture the
blood vessels in the brain exploding and poof,
Tate would drop dead from an aneurysm before he knew what was happening. Quick.
Easy.
The Architect wanted to believe the lie; was
desperate to escape the truth she couldn’t afford to accept—killing took a
piece of her soul. Every single time.
Dr. Tate pulled his cell phone and began to
speak. The Architect stared, her mind wandering through his thoughts. The
Doctor knew about death. Murder. He deserved this; he deserved to die.
His memories merged with the Architect’s,
transforming her thoughts into a distant sterile lab. Experiments. Mice.
And death.
The Architect tried to kill the mice, tried to
make their tiny brains explode. But the feelings overwhelmed her—fear mixed
with the blinding hot agony that settled behind her eyes as she pictured the
rodent’s death. Dr. Tate ordered her to try again. And again. But each attempt
brought more of the animal’s pain to her, causing the bile in her stomach to
churn and rendering her useless.
Until Dr. Tate had tried a new approach—self
preservation. Dr. Tate had strapped her to the chair, injected her veins with a
cocktail of cocaine and heroin, knocked her to the ground and unleashed the
vermin. Moments passed before they nibbled at her feet, her hands, her face.
Hyped up on the mind blowing poison, she’d slaughtered hundreds of mice as they
chewed on her bound flesh. She had no choice. Through her own agony, the
Architect could see the rodents’ tiny brains lined with blood-filled balloons.
She burst them all. The mice screamed as their lives ended with one sharp
explosion. It was a sound she’d never forget.
No matter how many more executions she
completed.
The Architect had cut herself off from her
emotions that day. She’d channeled her anger and hate into something else,
something worse. She’d learned to kill.
Are you
ready to prove yourself? the Creator asked.
Her memories of Tate and the lab faded in an
instant.
I am, the Architect thought
as Dr. Tate ended his call and adjusted his rearview mirror. The engine roared
to life, echoing through the still-vacant structure. She had little time to
complete the mission before he left. The last thing she wanted was to risk
collateral damage.
The Architect’s eyes rolled back and she
imagined life from Tate’s perspective. Her vision blurred as she focused on the
blue glow of the sedan’s interior dash lights. She forced his fingers around
the steering wheel, took a quick breath, and centered her thoughts.
“Your turn to die,” she said to no one.
Dr. Tate slipped the car into Reverse, his foot
on the brake. Blinding light split his head in two. Nausea swirled up from his
stomach, racing toward his throat as the pain intensified. He gripped his forehead
with both hands. Tears welled in his eyes and a strangled gasp came from his
mouth. He pressed harder on the pedal as his thoughts shattered into a million
pieces. Chaos, terror, agony and regret mixed in equal proportion.
The Architect experienced every moment. Tate’s
pain became hers; his regrets, hers. The end came in a single heartbeat. His
head fell back and his foot slide off of the brake pedal. Dr. Tate’s sedan rolled, hitting the large
SUV behind him. Alarm bells pierced the silence and reverberated around the
concrete grave.
The Architect detached and left his mind.
It’s done, she thought as she
opened her eyes. She started the ignition of her own black sedan and drove
away.
Good. The Creator left her
thoughts.
Her lips turned upward as she maneuvered out of
the dark parking structure. The setting sun filled her car with pink and orange
light. Long shadows told her the time as she sped off toward the Pacific Ocean,
pleased. She had passed the test; she’d killed willingly. Acceptance into the
Order wouldn’t be a problem now. Her life would be spared.
The others shared a different fate.
"Collide is a fast moving, suspenseful thriller full of twists and turns around every bend. An action packed read that will have your heart slamming in your chest and your mind racing until the end."
- Brooke DelVecchio, the Cover Contessa - blogger/reviewer
- Brooke DelVecchio, the Cover Contessa - blogger/reviewer
About the Author
Critically acclaimed nonfiction and YA author Christine Fonseca is
dedicated to helping children of all ages find their voice in the world. In
fiction, she explores the darker aspects of humanity and delivers gothic
thrillers that take you on a rollercoaster ride of emotions.
In addition to writing, Ms. Fonseca is a frequent presenter and trainer
on subjects ranging from writing to behavior and understanding the unique needs
of gifted children. She blogs regularly on many sites and participates in
events throughout the country. See the News/Events page for upcoming events.
When Christine isn’t crafting her next book and working with kids, she can be found sipping too many skinny vanilla lattes at her favorite coffee house or exploring the world with her family.
When Christine isn’t crafting her next book and working with kids, she can be found sipping too many skinny vanilla lattes at her favorite coffee house or exploring the world with her family.
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