Sirens have captured the imagination of people all over the world, the danger in their music evident even as sailors fall in love with their enchanting songs. Tiffany Daune’s newest novel, Landlocked, brings the mythology to life, and today I’ve got an excerpt!
Bound to the water bound to land, a Siren’s soul will never be safe on either side of the ocean’s surface. Hidden beneath the rolling waves lies the secret to Theia’s past and as she unveils each haunting truth, she realizes the last seventeen years of her life have been a lie. Now, drawn into a mysterious new world and with nowhere to turn, Theia must place her trust in Luc, a beautiful boy who stops her heart with each dazzling smile, but even his unearthly charm can’t hide the truth—he has secrets— dark secrets binding him to his world—an underwater world where Theia will never belong—a world determined to destroy her soul.
A whisper brushed past her ear.
The tips of her fingers ignited with a spark. Theia swiped out, but hit nothing.
This way this way
This way this way thisway thisway thisway thisway thisway thisway
“Stop!” Theia clutched the sides of her head. The pulsing pain ripped up from the back of her neck to her forehead.
A high pitched giggle filled the air, and a horrible ache washed through her, throbbing with each rapid beat of her heart.
Don’t fight what is inside you. The whispers circled, and, in a flash, she caught sight of a girl with matted copper hair. Not turning to face Theia, the girl waved. She then took off running, her bare feet disappearing into the darkness. The sensation in Theia’s fingertips spread up her arm and along her spine, all the way down to her toes. Just as she had had the urge to punch Sarah Collins, now she felt the need to capture the girl, contain her like a firefly in a mason jar.
She bolted with the rush of wind at her ears. She didn’t know where she was going, but she knew the girl was before her. She could feel her energy vibrating like a beacon, driving her toward her. She navigated the web of darkness, as the whispers chased her, when suddenly she slammed against a barrier and fell back. She reached out, and, grasped what felt like icy cold metal bars, the kind that can pull the flesh from your fingertips on a winter’s day.
Beside her, her arm brushed against something smooth and soft—flesh. The girl was right beside her, moaning between ragged breaths. The girl heaved the bars, and, the rungs shook under Theia’s hands. They wavered back and forth, while the girl tugged harder and harder. The whispers pushed at their backs, squishing Theia’s body against the rails. The wispy sing song chant grew louder, as the girl shook the gate with force, and, with each tug at the gate the whispers pushed harder. Theia arched her back, bending to free herself, but the pressure against her spine was too great, and, even though Theia wanted to let go of the rungs, she found her hand could not break loose.
“Stop!” Theia cried out.
The girl tugged again, shaking the gate now like a caged animal. The howling voices rushed against Theia’s bones, crushing them with such force, until they snapped with a crack.
Tiffany Daune doesn’t get why people want to grow up or why anyone would ever stop eating candy. Her purse is filled with books, lip gloss and a few pieces of Lego bricks. She writes best with a dish of chocolate chips on hand and finds licorice makes a better straw than plastic.
She lives on an island and believes mermaids may be raiding her candy stash, though she hasn’t caught them, yet.
Surface is her first novel and pairs well with gummy sharks.
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