Welcome to the Laney McMann Promo Event for the second
book in her Fire Born Series. Continue below for the author's playlist and a
awesome giveaway!
Series:
Fire Born #2
Release date: September
2014
Publisher: J. Taylor
Publishing
Synopsis via Goodreads:
Find Max.
That’s all
Layla cares about. Not healing from the Fomore attack. Not finding answers to
how she survived a fall that nearly killed her. Nothing will stop her. She will
find him. She’ll even pair up with an overbearing Fallen Angel who’s hell bent
on making everything harder than it needs to be if she has
to.
Protect Layla.
For Max,
nothing else matters. Not the bruises covering his body. Not the pain radiating
from his broken bones. Not even his hands tied behind his back. He will find a
way to save Layla, and the Fomore will pay if they’ve hurt
her.
Every.
Single. One of them.
In the
second installment of The Fire Born trilogy, a new breed of villain looms—one
Layla and Max will never suspect, and this killer has nothing to lose. Better
yet, with Max and Layla’s deaths, victory is in the grip of the
enemy.
Will Max
and Layla find each other in time, or is it already too late for them
both?
About the
Author
With a passion for
the supernatural and all things magical, Laney developed a voracious appetite
for reading fantasy at a young age. A vivid imagination helped set the stage
for creating her own worlds and placed her onto the writing
path.
By the time she reached her teens, she'd accumulated
notebooks full of poems, which led to short stories and finally novels. Young
adult dark fantasy, paranormal romance, and mythology are among her favorite
genres.
A former classical dancer and chef, she grew up in sultry
Florida where she still resides with her family.
TORN
PLAYLIST
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Hide & Seek ~ Imogen
Heap
Ivy ~ Active
Child
Wizard Motor ~
Mogwai
No Air ~ Jordan Sparks
All I Want Is You ~
U2
The End ~ Kings of
Leon
After The Storm ~ Mumford and
Sons
Running Up That Hill ~
Placebo
All That We Had Is Lost ~
Postiljonen
The Devil's Tears ~ Angus &
Julia Stone
Layla
Sunlight seared my face, and my fingers dug into hot sand
before a cool shade fell over me.
“Teine?” A soft voice called my name. Someone pulled on my
arm.
My head lolled to the side, but my neck caught on a crick
and refused to move further than a couple of inches.
“Teine? Can you hear me?” Soft wisps tickled my face, even
as my head pounded above my left ear.
My eyelids opened and closed, scratching against the corneas
like sandpaper—my mouth dry, like paste. Though blurry, a figure loomed over
me.
“We have to go. Hold on to me.” A gentle squeeze of my hand
made my fingers flex.
“Max …” My voice cracked, word slurred; my tongue seemed too
large for my mouth. I raised my arm, but it thumped to the ground at my side
with the weight of a lead pipe.
“Shh. Do not let go.”
My heavy arms swung up on their own. I attempted to clasp my
hands, to entwine my fingers, but they slipped back down to my sides with a
dead thud. Vision refusing to cooperate, my eyes slipped in and out of focus.
“What … happened?”
“You will be all right.”
“Max?”
“Shh. Save your strength.”
Oh, god.
Max.
I fell … We fell. It was so hot. Too hot, and …
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