Blog Tour: Call Me Grim (Call Me Grim #1) by Elizabeth Holloway – GUEST POST & GIVEAWAY

The truck should have turned Libbi Piper into a Libbi Pancake — and it would have, too, if Aaron hadn’t shown up and saved her life. The problem? Aaron’s the local Grim Reaper… and he only saved Libbi’s life because he needs someone to take over his job. Now, Libbi has two days to choose between dying like she was supposed to, or living a lonely life as Death Incarnate. Talk about a rock and a hard place.

And the choice goes from hard to sucktastic when her best friend shows up marked: condemned as a future murderer. Libbi could have an extra week to stop the murder and fix the mark… but only if she accepts Aaron’s job as Reaper, trapping herself in her crappy town forever, invisible and inaudible to everyone except the newly dead. But, if she refuses? Her best friend is headed straight for Hell.

 


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This post is a stop on the blog tour for Call Me Grim, hosted by Chapter by Chapter. To view more stops on the tour, feel free to visit the schedule here!

And please enter the Rafflecopter giveaway before you leave!

This is a book I reviewed a couple of weeks ago by request from Month9Books—take a look at it here. I enjoyed it enough that I was more than happy to participate in the blog tour, and I asked Elizabeth if she could write a scene from the perspective of a different character. I’m thrilled she took me up on the challenge, and even more pleased by the scene and character she chose. Aaron was my favorite character from the book, and I’m looking forward to getting to learn more about him in the next book when it releases. This is a short and sweet scene from very early on in the book, and I hope you enjoy it.

With that introduction, I’ll turn things over to Elizabeth:

 

For this stop in the CALL ME GRIM blog tour, I was asked if I could write a tidbit of the novel from another character’s point of view. I had another option to choose from, but I was so intrigued by this idea, I couldn’t resist. So, without further ado, I give you the first time Aaron and Libbi see each other from Aaron’s perspective. The pacing is a little faster than I usually write, since I don’t want to make this post ungodly long, but I hope you like it!


She’s here. Somewhere in the rows of student artwork, the girl who could solve all of my problems is here. The question is, where?

My eyes drift closed and the ring on my right thumb tingles as it searches the art show for the girl’s dying soul. Her time is soon. I can already feel the slight tug of her soul without using the ring, but it’s not strong enough to draw me to her, yet. Her death is scheduled for tomorrow, and there are too many souls in the high school gym for me to pinpoint where the tug is coming from. The ring will have to show me where she is.

The ring’s power forms an image behind my closed lids. The girl—Libbi. Her name is Libbi. How the heck will I ever convince her to listen to me if I keep calling her ‘the girl’?—stands beside a tall copper sculpture that looks like three gigantic blades of grass reaching for the gym’s overhead lights. Dark waves of hair spill down the middle of her back as she tilts her head to look at the top of the towering piece.

I’ve seen that sculpture. It’s at the end of the first row of artwork, just inside the door. My eyes snap open. I spin around and sprint down the length of the gym, determined not to lose her.

There aren’t many people in the gym now, and most of them move out of my way as I draw closer, affected by my creepy Reaper aura. Those who don’t, get a shock of ice cold when I pass through their bodies. I hate doing that, but sometimes it’s a necessity.

As I round the last partition I catch sight of her. Libbi turns from the grass-like sculpture toward the open doors that lead to the high school’s main entrance like she’s looking for someone.

This is my chance. My foot lifts off the floor, but before I can take a step toward her, she pivots on her heel and marches away from me, down the aisle on the opposite side from where I stand, and deeper into the gym.

I follow, in my parallel aisle, catching glimpses of her long hair, her skirt, the backs of her shoes, at the end of each row we pass. Finally, she decides on a row and turns down it. I skid to a stop at the opposite end.

Her bright, green eyes meet mine across the distance and my breath takes a temporary vacation.

She’s freaking beautiful.

How’s that for fair?

Libbi’s lips bow into a pout and I can almost feel the disappointment rolling off of her in waves. And, Lord help me, I want to take that disappointment away. I want to make her feel better. I want to see her smile.

I give her a small nod and smile myself, but it seems to have the opposite effect. Her shoulders droop and her pout deepens to a scowl. She looks away.

Well, that’s probably for the best. I shouldn’t have noticed how pretty she is anyway. It’s not like anything can come of it.



Elizabeth HollowayAbout the Author:

Elizabeth Holloway is a registered nurse living in Southern Pennsylvania with her two teen children, Bam-bam the dog, and Tinkerbell the cat. CALL ME GRIM is her first novel.

Author Links:  Website | Twitter | Facebook | Goodreads

 

 

 

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Posted on September 12, 2014, in Urban Fantasy/Paranormal, Young Adult and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Thanks again for reading and reviewing Call Me Grim. And thanks for challenging me to write a scene in Aaron’s POV. It was a lot of fun!

    • It was my pleasure (both reading/reviewing Call Me Grim, AND hosting you here)! I enjoyed reading that scene from Aaron’s POV, and I’m glad you enjoyed writing it! Thanks for stopping by 🙂

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