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FURY 2014

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

My chest burned with such intensity, I could barely stomach it.

I glanced behind me. He was close. My eyes searched my surroundings. Pitch black and seemingly nowhere else to go. I caught sight of a small alley to my left about half a block ahead. I ducked within it and noticed piles of trash amassed against the edge of the buildings. The smell was atrocious, burning my nose.

I threw her onto the ground and tossed what I could over her.

“Don’t move,” I told her. “Don’t say a word. Don’t breathe.” I peered furiously over my shoulder. “And for the love of God, whatever you do, cover your ears and don’t look.”

Her eyes widened to impossible breadth and she nodded. She obeyed me and faced the wall. I covered her face as best I could and waited.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

My chest rose and fell violently. The rapid, thump, thump, thump of my heart drummed frantically in my ears. Strapped to my sides rested two sharp blades I’d brought from home, the ones I’d always hunted with. I carefully unzipped my hoodie, crossed my arms and palmed the knives’ handles.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

“Đến đây!” I heard, making my pulse jump. My heart leapt into my throat. I crouched slightly, bent my knees, readying for anything.

The speaker, the man chasing us, rushed around the edge of the building but came to a stop when he caught me standing. He smiled cruelly then spoke to me in Vietnamese, words I didn’t understand and steadily made his way toward me. He stopped short once more. His head tilted to his right slightly. His eyes narrowed.

“You messed up,” he said in English, realizing I didn’t understand him and made his way toward me once more.

I shook my head, my tongue too thick to speak.

He was big for a local. I suppose that’s why they hired him to do what he did but no matter. I was taller and built better. I also had something he didn’t. I was trained to kill. Animals, yes, but to me he was just that. An animal.

My blood boiled in my veins and the anxious adrenaline was replaced with an absolute hatred, a fury so destructive it frightened me. My teeth gritted in my jaw and I reveled in the pressure.

I knew it the instant he’d made the decision, and all the breath I held whooshed from my lungs. A look of determination flitted across his face and I could only smile, content in my malice. This visibly confused him but he charged forward regardless.

Two feet within striking distance, my short blades pealed with a beautiful ring and it brought me such serenity. The gun strapped to his back was useless now and he knew it.

I plunged both blades into his ribs and his mouth opened in shock, his body leaning against mine in support. I held him up with the blades and bent into his ear.

“You messed up,” I said, stealing his words.

Blood curdled from his mouth and I removed my blades as he slid to the ground. I bent and wiped my knives off on his jacket. His mouth opened and shut like a fish out of water but I couldn’t conjure up any compassion for him. Instead, I stood over him and placed my boot over his heaving chest, pressing as much of my weight into him as possible.

“You will burn in fire so scorching you’ll beg for this moment over and over again.”

His last breath struggled from his lungs and his eyes went blank. I replaced my knives and kicked the corpse to the side, covering his body as much as I could with garbage. Hoping the smell would hide him and no one would find him for several days.

I turned back to her, fished her from her hiding place and threw her over my shoulder. “Don’t look,” I ordered and she nodded her head.

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I hope you guys enjoyed the small excerpt! Don’t forget to check out my holiday shop below! For a limted time only, you can purchase signed copies of my books as well as purchase the official The Seven Deadly Series T-shirts!

Fisher’s Holiday Shop

A SEVEN DEADLY SERIES EXCLUSIVE!

Only at Vilma’s Book Blog JULY 9TH…AN IAN POV

Read all about Ian’s first impression of Sophie Price!

A)

By Kyla Alyanna Lago

B)

By Maria Malaveci

C)

By Allison Chou

Today, I am announcing my Get Creative Contest!

It’s where I, Fisher Amelie, allow you, my most awesome fans, to get creative with my latest novel VAIN. Take the book and go crazy! Create a video, image, painting, audio file, you name it! All you have to do is use your imagination!

Example of a most awesome fan made video:

VAIN by Fisher Amelie

Rules

The first rule of Fisher Amelie’s Get Creative Contest is there is no Fisher Amelie’s…wait…got carried away there for a second. Visions of Brad Pitt. Anyway, the first rule is there are no limitations. The sky’s the limit. Use whatever medium you feel most creative with and go for it! It’s open Internationally!

The second rule of Fisher Amelie’s Get Creative Contest is you must post your entry on my Facebook Fan Page. No where else. Sorry, babydolls! If  you want it to be counted, it must be posted there. Also, you can only enter once.

The third rule of Fisher Amelie’s Get Creative Contest is you must allow it to be seen by the public as well as allow me to publish it. A waiver will be signed if you win.

The fourth rule of Fisher Amelie’s Get Creative Contest is that you must not limit yourself, ideas, or attitudes. You must have a free, artful spirit and you must have fun participating.

Deadline

All entries are due by midnight, February 28th.

Winners will receive a signed paperback of VAIN, Callum & Harper, and Thomas & January as well as a handmade necklace from Uganda!!

Handmade Ugandan Necklace!

If you’re looking for a story about a good, humble girl, who’s been hurt by someone she thought she could trust, only to find out she’s not as vulnerable as she thought she was and discovers an empowering side of herself that falls in love with the guy who helps her find that self, blah, blah, blah…then you’re gonna’ hate my story.

Because mine is not the story you read every time you bend back the cover of the latest trend novel. It’s not the “I can do anything, now that I’ve found you/I’m misunderstood but one day you’ll find me irresistible because of it” tale. Why? Because, if I was being honest with you, I’m a complete witch. There’s nothing redeeming about me. I’m a friend using, drug abusing, sex addict from Los Angeles. I’m every girlfriend’s worst nightmare and every boy’s fantasy.

I’m Sophie Price…And this is the story about how I went from the world’s most envied girl to the girl no one wanted around and why I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

***
“Hold me tighter,” I whispered against his teeth. He clutched me closer yet not tight enough. “More,” I demanded.
He drew me firmer against him and I felt every ridge of his body.
“Is that close enough?” he laughed into my throat.
“Perfect,” I told him

Get VAIN at Amazon!

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Listen to Ian’s song to Sophie!

Bloggers! Come one, come all!!!

I’m looking for bloggers interested in participating in my January tour for VAIN!

All you have to do is email me at fisher@fisheramelie.com

We’re also doing a KINDLE FIRE GIVEAWAY! Incentive?? I think so!

Watch the trailer for VAIN!

Stay tuned after the trailer for two very special surprises!

Okay, so now for some more great news! I’m doing a Kindle Fire Giveaway for the upcoming VAIN Tour! Just click the link below to enter for your chance to win a Kindle Fire as well as a signed copy of VAIN!

TAKE ME TO THE KINDLE FIRE GIVEAWAY CONTEST!

Find Fisher on Amazon!

VAIN

If you’re looking for a story about a good, humble girl, who’s been hurt by someone she thought she could trust, only to find out she’s not as vulnerable as she thought she was and discovers an empowering side of herself that falls in love with the guy who helps her find that self, blah, blah, blah…then you’re gonna’ hate my story.

Because mine is not the story you read every time you bend back the cover of the latest trend novel. It’s not the “I can do anything, now that I’ve found you/I’m misunderstood but one day you’ll find me irresistible because of it” tale. Why? Because, if I was being honest with you, I’m a complete witch. There’s nothing redeeming about me. I’m a friend using, drug abusing, sex addict from Los Angeles. I’m every girlfriend’s worst nightmare and every boy’s fantasy.

I’m Sophie Price…And this is the story about how I went from the world’s most envied girl to the girl no one wanted around and why I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

***

“Hold me tighter,” I whispered against his teeth. He clutched me closer yet not tight enough. “More,” I demanded.
He drew me firmer against him and I felt every ridge of his body.
“Is that close enough?” he laughed into my throat.
“Perfect,” I told him.

Okay, so I mentioned a special surprise on Facebook and Twitter yesterday!! I’m happy to announce that I also get to debut Shelly Crane’s new covers for her Collide Series!!! OMG!!!!! They look so incredible!!!!

The Collide Series by Shelly Crane gets a facelift!!

And the first book in the series is still FREE on Amazon, Kobo & Smashwords.

And here they are made by the lovely Sarah Hansen from Okay Creations

Collide

Uprising

Catalyst

Revolution

If you’ve read the books, you know exactly what these covers represent in the books! This series is complete.

The link to Collide FREE on Amazon is here!

The link to Collide FREE on Smashwords for any format is here!

Shelly’s blog is here!