I would love to share with you all excepts from my YA novel Kismet. First, here's a bit about it:

Cali Ryan doesn’t like football and is less than eager to go to the first game of the season for her school’s team.  Dragged by her best friend Marcy, Cali almost wishes she stayed at home once she catches the eye of one of the players.  Little does Cali know, a Greek god has her in his sights – and the gods aren’t known for their patience, or their morals. 
            Introducing himself as transfer student, Reece, Cali is soon swept away on a tidal wave of teenage hormones.  Despite having a geek in cute-boy-clothing boyfriend, Cali allows herself to be chased by Reece and finally submits to his advances (cue one scorching hot kiss in the library), and breaks boyfriend Jeremy’s heart.  Needless to say, Jeremy’s not happy.  So unhappy in fact, he let’s himself be used by an ancient and vengeful force intent on Reece and Cali’s ruin.


I kicked off my boots and crashed down on my bed, staring at the ceiling. There was still a poster of Brad Pitt as Achilles in Troy up there. Marcy and I managed to stick it up there way back when; balancing a thick stack of books on a chair on my bed, somehow avoiding breaking any bones in the process. I haven’t risked getting it back down. Though it’s an oldish movie now and embarrassing that it’s even there, I can appreciate the view all the more at seventeen than I ever could at twelve.


I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. It wasn’t sexy or even remotely passionate, but it was the best way I knew how to thank him for being so incredibly sweet. I pulled back and Reece brushed the hair from my face, the corner of his mouth pulled into a crooked smile.


He smiled darkly. “I didn’t say that. As it happens, I care what you think.”
My stomach fluttered lightly. “Why?”
“Because you are the only person capable of loving me.” He looked me dead
in the eye. “And you are the only person I am capable of loving.”


“You have the answers to which you seek,” the voice said, barely a murmur on the wind.
This couldn’t really be happening, could it? After everything I had witnessed, after everything I knew to be true…why not? Why couldn’t this be real too? “I don’t have any answers.” A tear escaped and ran down my cheek.


Reece pressed his forehead to mine. He caught a curl of my hair and brought it to his nose. I closed my eyes and let the thrill ring through me that always came with the very nearness of him. "I brought this destiny on you,” he whispered.

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