The Divide by E.J. Mellow
(Dreamland #2)Publication date: October 15th 2015
Genres: Fantasy, New Adult
Molly finally uncovers the truth about the strange dreams that plagued her sanity for weeks. Now destined to accept a clandestine role, Molly must find the strength and courage buried deep to push forward and succeed.
With the help of Dev, the roguish blue-eyed man of her dreams—whose dark past resurfaces to haunt him—Molly prepares to test the limits of her newly awakened powers and set right a world on the edge of being consumed by nightmares.
But when an unknown shadow stalks her every step and a shocking revelation about her ancestry comes to light, Molly may find herself forced to make a decision that could leave her alone in the dark and standing on the wrong side of a divide.
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Don’t miss The Divide—the heart-thumping second installment in The Dreamland Series.
Excerpt:
Clapping
echoes in the room, and I glance up to find Dev casually leaning
against the wall next to the door. His eyes are narrowed with
appraisal, and his mouth is half-cocked in his signature amused
smile. “Impressive,” he says as he pushes off the wall and slowly
walks toward us. His sudden appearance and graceful saunter rock me
out of my fighting mind-set. I take in his broad shoulders and the
way his shirt hugs him like a jealous girlfriend.
Letting
go of Rae, I tuck strands of hair that fell from my ponytail behind
my ear, suddenly aware of how sweaty I am.
“Thanks.”
“I’d
like to see what you could do against a real opponent,” he says
with a smirk, crossing his arms. The stance calls attention to his
biceps, the same ones I once found myself mortifyingly squeezing.
I
leer at him. “And I’m sure you think you’re said opponent?”
“There’s
only one way to find out.”
Rae
fluidly stands from his fall and drapes an arm around me. “Molly
here is a natural.”
I
snort out a laugh. “And I’m sure retaining past Dreamers’
abilities has nothing to do with it.”
“Don’t
be so modest.” He squeezes my shoulder.
“Have
you practiced with any weapons yet?” Dev moves toward an empty wall
in the center of the room. Placing a hand on it, the area drops out,
revealing a rack of diverse armament. There’s an abundance of
blades, and my eyes pause on two hook swords, knowing how they feel
in my grip, before traveling on to the axes, clubs, daggers, unusual
looking guns, and blunt staffs. Here is where Dev stands,
taking out two Bō—a
Japanese long staff weapon. Somehow I know all the names and uses of
these objects, except for some of the guns. Those remain foreign.
The
only difference with these weapons and the ones I’d find at home is
the material in which they are made—the same strange gunmetal
aluminum as the Arcus. And if my memories from past Dreamers are
anything to go by, they can be filled with an altered form of
Navitas, making them glow the hot blue-white, and lethal toward any
opponent.
“I
was saving that part of the training for later,” Rae explains
soberly.
“Where’s
the fun in that?” Dev asks,
handling
the Bō naturally
as
he walks back to us. “She seems to have grasped her hand-to-hand
combat for today. Why not finish with a little sparring?”
“See
what I mean about the tough teacher,” Rae mutters to me.
“What
do you say, Molly? Care to give me a go?” Dev taunts, holding one
Bō while twirling the other.
I
narrow my eyes and extend a hand. “I know I won’t hear the end of
it until I do.”
He
gives me one of his sexy grins while throwing me the staff. I snatch
it from the air, immediately knowing I’ve been trained in the art
of bōjutus.
I
smile back.
Oh,
it’s on.
As
if reading my thoughts and without any further warning, Dev sweeps
toward me. His intense blue eyes are the last things I register
before my mind switches off and I lunge back.
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