Evernight by Candace Knoebel
(Night Watchmen #2)
Publication date: October 31st 2014
Genres: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
Synopsis:
The stunning sequel to the thrilling paranormal romance novel Everlasting!
One lie will change everything.
Faye Middleton has secured the Dagger of Retribution for the High Priesthood, but in doing so, she’s opened the door to more demands set by them. She now has to break the Holy Seal, and soon. Trapped in the alluring Ethryeal City, Faye is pushed to the breaking point trying to discover just what she is truly capable of, even if it means destroying herself in the process.
With the clock ticking down to the war between both Covens, and the truth about her parent’s mysterious disappearance within her reach, Faye is faced with tough choices that will forever change her. Will Faye be able to handle the demands from the Priesthood, and still be able to continue her search for her parents?
But more importantly, can she survive the truth she finds?
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EXCERPT:
PEOPLE LIE. EVERY SINGLE DAY.
In fact, most of
our world was built on the foundation of lies, some with the intent to serve
the greater good, and others with the intent to serve one person’s giant
ambitions. But the root of every lie is exactly the same. They’re all equally
deceitful, treacherous propositions spewed from the mouths of men and woman alike.
Lies have the power
to sound right, yet feel wrong. They have the ability to confuse your heart and
twist your mind. The problem is, sometimes these lies become easier to believe
than the truth. They become a sort of safety net from reality, a way to avoid
what lingers in the back of your mind. And some say that over time, if you
believe them long enough, they become real.
At least, that’s
what my mother had hoped would happen in my case. But just like every lie ever
told, all it takes is one small crack in that foundation for the whole thing to
come crashing down.
And it did.
Because everything
I thought I knew about myself was a lie. A beautiful and heartrending lie. I
wasn’t the Defect my parents would regretfully see off to college before
turning their backs on me. I wasn’t the weak friend who didn’t have enough
backbone to stand up for what’s right, nor was I the loner without a purpose or
a chance at real love. And I sure as hell wasn’t the weapon Bael and the
members of the Darkyn Coven intended me to be.
But I am the weapon the Primeval Coven needs
me be. Or so they keep saying.
In my Coven, there
are two kinds of people: The Hunters and the Witches. They used to hate each
other, even though they were on the same team, back in the old days when cars
didn’t exist and time was tracked on a sundial. They hated each other so much
that eventually a war was brought on by one of the original Witches—a Divine
named Mourdyn.
The war was known
as the Great Battle of the Covens. It was meant to wipe out the existence of
every Hunter, and it devastated the population of my people, the Primevals. It
annihilated the population of the Darkyns—the Witches who abandoned our Coven
to follow the whims of Mourdyn and his persuasive lies.
But even though a
lie can be struck down—imprisoned even—it can’t ever be fully erased. The scars
it leaves behind on this earth and in our hearts are eternal, and somewhere
along the way, someone will pick that lie back up and breathe life into it once
more. Give it the wings it needs to rise again. Only, this time, that lie will
be stronger, with an even greater purpose.
And that’s the part
that scares me the most.
I glance down at my
leg. The burn marks left behind from Bael’s wrath still tingle with echoes of
the scorching fire he sent after me after I escaped with Weldon, reminding me
that I’m nowhere near ready for the fight that’s sure to come.
And that has to
change.
That’s part of why
I agreed to come here to Ethryeal City—to the heart of our Coven. It’s where
Hunters and Witches in an affinity bond enter as Night Watchmen and leave as
Elites. Where those who have broken our Coven laws go to face the High
Priesthood. Where those who need refuge… those like me… come to hide.
The only thing is,
I never agreed to being separated from everyone I know. They call it
debriefing, but with every day that passes, I’m beginning to wonder… to
question how long it actually takes.
It’s been seven
days and fourteen hours since my unfortunate and unplanned encounter with Bael—the
Demon King of the Underground. In these last seven days, I’ve made more
promises than I can count on two hands. And in those promises, I think I’ve
told more lies than I ever have in my life.
Honesty seems to
have slipped out of her bedroom from inside my integrity and, in her place,
deceit has crept in with the offer of survival. If I just nod along with the
many blending faces all interviewing me, then maybe somehow, I’ll make it out
of this phase in my life alive. I’ll make it back into Jaxen’s arms and back
into the graces of the friends I’ve come to trust.
But what deceit
doesn’t offer is solace, because you can’t fool deceit. It knows every trick in
the book.
Every day, twice a
day, for the past four days, I’ve recounted in specific order how my friends
and I nearly lost our lives in hopes that we’d gain an advantage on the Darkyn
Coven and intercept them from taking the Dagger of Retribution. The one that has
the power to initiate the removal of the Veil that separates the Underground
and all its evil from the humans. The very Dagger that only I have the power to touch.
I’ve been
singularly interviewed by every member on the Priesthood, and then by every
general and Elder within the hierarchy of our Coven.
And I’m so very
tired.
For the past four
days, since I left the safe house beneath the church owned by the Night
Watchmen, when I haven’t been in a laboratory undergoing strenuous testing,
I’ve spent the remaining hours kept in a holding cell stripped of all
personality. Chained down by claustrophobia. Shackled to the fears given free
rein to destroy my hope.
I don’t have a home
anymore. I have four white walls, one white jumpsuit, a white bed, white
sheets… the color was bleached from my life the moment I crossed into the
legendary Ethryeal City. I keep trying to remember the last time I saw Jaxen’s
face, but my soul has fed so often on the happiness of that memory, I fear it’s
disappearing. And I don’t know when I’m going to see him again.
They took
everything away from me just to keep me repressed. Controlled. But what they
don’t know is they cannot control what they do not own, and they do not own me.
I can’t trust anyone. No one but myself, because all I know is I am more of a
threat to them than I thought.
And the High
Priesthood doesn’t know what to do with me.
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AUTHOR BIO:
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Candace Knoebel is the award-winning author of Born in Flames-book one in a young adult fantasy trilogy. She discovered in 2009 through lunch breaks and late nights after putting her kids to bed, a world where she could escape the ever-pressing days of an eight to five Purgatory. And an outlet for all the voices residing in her head.
Published by 48fourteen in 2012, Born in Flames went on to win Turning the Pages Book of the Year award in February of 2013. In January of 2014, the last book in the trilogy, From the Embers, was released, thusly completing the trilogy. She now works on the Night Watchmen Series, while guzzling Red Bulls and pretending to be a ninja on Heelys.
Author Links:
Website: https://www.candaceknoebel.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/CandaceKnoebel
Twitter: www.twitter.com/candaceknoebel
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