Tormented after a daring escape, Cora Sandoval must find a way to stop the Arrazi from murdering innocent people and from violating, using, and killing the Scintilla for their powers. She must also accept one bitter betrayal: Finn Doylethe Irish boy who has both a piece of Cora's heart and soulis Arrazi...
On the verge of extinction and sought by those who would either consume or destroy them, Cora and the remaining Scintilla survivors must solve the mystery of The Light Key. If they fail, the truth will stay buried forever and mankind will pay the ultimate price.
No longer will she hide.
No longer will her loved ones be hunted.
And she will have her vengeance...even if she shatters her heart in the process.
About the Author
Tracy Clark grew up in Southern California but now resides in Nevada with her daughter and son. She is the recipient of the Society of Childrens Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI) Work in Progress Grant and a two-time participant in the prestigious Nevada SCBWI Mentor Program. Tracy is a part-time college student, a private pilot, and an irredeemable dreamer. www.tracyclark.org
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The Light Key Trilogy: Book Two
By Tracy Clark, Karen Grove, Kate Fall
Entangled Publishing, LLCCopyright © 2015 Tracy Clark
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Ireland is a lovely, heartless thief.
Reckless and stubborn, I'd charged into its green and mist and history seeking answers. After a life of being too sheltered, I'd wanted to be brave. My bravery looked like stupidity now. People I loved were stolen from me. Ireland was magical and chillingly mythical, the freaking Bermuda Triangle disguised as heaven.
There, I did discover a piece of me I thought was gone forever. I'd found my mother, saved her from years of torturous captivity, but the unjust trade was my dad, who, because of my rash actions, lay dead on the floor of a dusty tack shed, his body brutally drained of his essence by Clancy Mulcarr. My father's life force, his beautiful pulsing aura, was extinguished forever. I'd lost him.
And I'd lost Finn. My cousin Mari was right when she said love was like lightning. I'd been struck fast and hot. The ruffled edges of my naïveté burned and smoked to cinders.
Ireland robbed me of myself, as well. Everything I had believed to be true about who I was had suddenly been supplanted with one word — Scintilla.
The combined force of grief and anger punched a gasp from my chest. I bent forward in the passenger seat of the car and tried to catch my breath. Giovanni clenched the wheel with one hand and squeezed my arm with the other. His gaze passed quickly over me before looking in the rearview mirror. "You okay?" he asked.
I nodded, but doubted that I'd ever breathe normally again. That I'd ever feel safe again. You don't feel safe when you're prey. When you're prey, you duck and swerve, hide and run. You never let your guard down. You fight, even if fighting isn't a normal thing for you. Thank heavens you're a fighter, my dad had said to me when I was racked by fever in the hospital.
True or not, if I wanted to live, I'd damn well better fight.
I leaned my head back on the passenger seat but kept my eyes fixed to the landscape outside of the car, wary of being followed. We weren't off Finn's property yet and Clancy could be anywhere. Despite my vigil through the window, images of my father battered me. For so many years, it had just been him and me. Even when our team of two became three after he married Janelle, even when our closeness had been tested by my desire to pull free as I got older, he was always strong and steady. Now he was ... gone.
I'd been flung into orbit, spinning and kicking, watching the safety of my ship float farther away, forever out of reach.
Along with Dad, images of Finn intruded on my thoughts. His jaw, shadowed by a shaft of sun filtering through the California redwoods. The angular slope of his shoulders when his hands were stuffed shyly in his pockets. The mischief in his smile. The spice of his kisses. His eyes had their own energy that could laser into me with one look. He'd been my rock-star poet. He'd been my first and only love.
Finn had a way of cracking my shell and exposing the facets of strength and beauty within. And like that moment of wonder and discovery when you break open a geode, for the first time in my life I'd marveled at myself. Now, without my father, and without Finn, I wasn't sure how I would ever scrape the broken pieces together and be whole again.
Was that what life was about? Seeing yourself through the eyes of others until you finally grow up and learn to be your own mirror?
I was sure a mirror would reveal the emptiness I felt. Emptiness wasn't nothing. It was a noxious vapor filling the holes they'd left behind.
I opened my eyes and peered through the car window, looking for pursuers. Besides my grandmother in Chile, we were the last three Scintilla I knew of. My mother, Giovanni, and I were running for our lives. The Irish mist we'd waded through when we'd escaped Clancy's underground prison had expanded, rising steadily so that the trees looked as though they sprouted from fragile clouds and we ourselves were floating on a stream of white spray. Giovanni slammed on the brakes as the gate to Finn's family manor materialized too abruptly. It rose high in front of the car, black, imposing, and barred shut.
"It's not automatic?" Giovanni asked, revving the engine. His Italian accent was laced with the panic I felt. We had to get away from this place, this den of Arrazi who lived to kill. Or killed to live.
They were murderers.
I yanked the car door handle and kicked it open. Fog invaded the floorboards like a trespassing ghost intent on grabbing our ankles and pulling us out. Giovanni clutched my hand. "Stay inside. I'll open it."
"No. You stay behind the wheel. We can get away faster if I do it. Be right back." I left the car door open, ran to the enormous iron gate, and pulled on the slick bars. It wouldn't budge. I looked back over my shoulder. The headlights blinded me to Giovanni and my mother, who cowered in the backseat, but I held up one finger to indicate I'd be just another moment. Peering into the mist, I saw an electronic gate box to the side of the gravel drive, right behind the car. I ran to it, bent forward, and with shaking hands, blindly pressed buttons in the darkness. The gate stayed intractably motionless.
"This can't be happening!" I kicked the keypad repeatedly, fear and frustration scraping my skin from the inside. I'd narrowly escaped the Arrazi; no way was this crap piece of technology going to keep me trapped within their reach.
My already aching heart squeezed so hard, I cried out. I didn't have to turn to know it was Finn walking toward me. When he reached my side, he leaned down and entered a code. The chains of the gate growled to life. I sighed with relief but admonished myself for not feeling him approach. Terror and grief had numbed my instincts. If I wanted to stay alive, I'd have to be more alert, always.
Looking at Finn broke another piece of me, and I bit down on my quivering lip.
The mist blanketed him, flecking his hair and long lashes with dew that mimicked tears. He was beautiful, but terrifying, too. Because of me, his aura wasn't the sunset of love and desire and strength I'd come to know back in California when our love was a new, sweet flower. All color was gone, and in its place pure white radiated around his body like crystalline snow that was suspended in the air surrounding him and fell upon the curves of his shoulders.
An Arrazi's white aura was deceptively angelic.
"Your da?" Finn asked, motioning to the car. I glanced over my shoulder at the outline of two heads in the car. My mother sat slumped in the backseat while Giovanni manned the driver's seat, peering through the rainy windows, trying to see me.
I attempted to answer Finn's question but couldn't say the word that sounded like a slamming door: dead.
He understood though. I could tell by the way he held his hands up helplessly and let them drop back to his side and then held them up again. "Ta sé in ait na fhirinne anois."
I didn't know what Finn uttered in his native Irish tongue, but his outstretched hands jolted me, reminding me of his kiss that had almost killed me. He'd held his hands out like that the night he showed himself as an Arrazi. His greedy white aura had expanded from his body and his fingertips, taking up all the space in the room as it had pulled my soul from me.
Instinctively, my feet backed away, toward the car.
"I'll never stop —"
"Don't!" I interrupted, holding up my hand. Finn's beginning hardened me to stone as I grasped the door to the car. I heard only Clancy Mulcarr's deep voice in my head.
I will never stop until I find you. And when I do, you three will die.
My salty tears burned my throat as I choked them off. "That sounds too much like something your uncle Clancy said to me."CHAPTER 2
Seeing Cora back away from me like that damn near killed me.
I was half dead already.
Not dead enough.
There was a time when those soulful emerald eyes of hers looked at me with trust and curious adoration. All I saw in them now was dark agony and fear. She was right to be afraid of me. I'd nearly killed the girl I loved.
Now she was driving away from me forever. My fists clenched into painful knots as I watched the taillights disappear into the fog. That Italian bastard in the car with her would get to be Cora's knight. I hated Giovanni for what he'd said to her — that what I felt wasn't love. He'd told her not to confuse need with love. That I was only attracted to her because of what she was rather than for whom she was. How would he know what was in my heart? I'd wanted to be with her from the first moment I met her. She was genuine and beautiful, and the closer I got to her, the more a part of me she became.
Love or need? Christ, it was both.
What knife can flay one feeling of desire from another?
But what if the guy was right? Doubt rode the mist and crept over my shoulders, seeping into my skin. That cloud of doubt was enough to condemn myself with, and while I despised Giovanni Teso for his barbed words, I was glad that Cora wouldn't be alone. He would try to protect her. He would take care of her. He would do what I couldn't.
After the fog swallowed up the car, I turned toward the house. Two glowing yellow lights shone down on me from either side of the front door, watching my lonely trek up the gravel drive. Each step drilled more anger into me, each crunch under my foot ground the loathing deeper into my chest. I was set on one thing. My uncle Clancy was drugged and passed out in our basement. I sure as hell wanted to be there when he woke.
My mother intercepted me at the door, her face drawn with apprehension. She reached her hand out to me as I passed. "Not now," I said through gritted teeth, slipping past her and heading toward the stairs that would take me down to the man who had locked Cora away, intent on feeding off her aura for who knows how long, like he'd done to her poor mother for over a dozen years. What kind of man does that?
An Arrazi man, my mind whipped at me.
Maybe, but not this Arrazi. I'd never do that. I wouldn't be the thing they said I was. And if Clancy's betrayal sliced at my core, my parents' betrayal was worse. To not tell me sooner the full truth about what I was, to let it go so long that I jeopardized the only person I'd ever given my heart to, to let me stroll through my whole life without telling me that I was born just to kill — that was something I'd never forgive.
Halfway down the basement steps, my father spun me around. "It's no use, Finn. Your uncle's gone."
I sagged against the limestone wall. "Gone? Where?" His grip on the front of my shirt relaxed and he sighed. The lines on his face drew downward into slack bows around his eyes and mouth. "First, he went to the tack shed where I hid Cora and the others. From there, I've no earthly idea."
"He killed her da," I said, putting the pieces together. I could feel the walls of my strength crumbling as I thought of Cora, who must have watched her father die. Damn horrific was what it was. "How'd they manage to escape?" I asked. More to the point, where was Clancy now? Would he catch them again?
"I don't know," my father answered. "There was a fight, though. Clancy's smarmy friend, Griffin, was stabbed to death. Clancy was gone before I returned. The rest of them are lucky to be alive."
"You helped them," I said, churning with mixed-up feelings. "You helped when you could have killed ..."
My father's eyes turned soft, sympathetic. "You love her. To kill her would have killed you. I'd not do that to my own son."
"No. You almost let me kill her instead!" I shoved my father away from me, causing him to slip awkwardly to the stair below. He braced himself on each side of the stairwell. My mother's shadow stretched down, reaching for us. I shot her a withering glance. "Both of you risked Cora by not telling me what I was capable of. You didn't tell me what she was." I didn't realize I was crying until the tears trickled down my neck, meeting the firing pulse at my collarbone.
"We should have told you sooner," my mother said, her tone as cool and impassive as always. Had years of killing made her dead inside?
Nausea stirred my stomach. "Why did you have a child? Why would you purposely bring another killer into this world? It's unforgivable."
My mother fingered the cross around her neck. "Are we not God's creatures, brought into this world for a reason? We don't kill for sport. We don't kill for lines drawn on maps. We don't kill to support our own brand of righteous dogma. We kill to survive. In this world, we are not alone in that."
I took each step, my eyes never leaving hers, until I stood at her feet. "I know for certain, this world would be a better place without us."CHAPTER 3
"Home," Gráinne moaned again from the backseat, this time more emphatically.
Giovanni and I glanced at each other. My mother had been like this from the minute we escaped the shack, mumbling about home and repeating my father's name over and over again. Benito. Benito.
Every utterance of his name drove a spike into my chest.
I had to find a way to stop the Arrazi. I had to find a way to keep us safe.
"I like to think a part of your father lives on," Giovanni said softly. He didn't look at me when he said it, just stared ahead into the headlights piercing the mist.
"In Clancy?" I spat, sickened by the thought.
We were forced to drive frustratingly slow due to the heavy haze and curved roads. Consumed with the need to go faster, I realized my foot was pressing hard against the floorboard. Clancy could be following us in a car. Using his sortilege of astral projection, he could be hovering in the car with us like a ghost. Where could we possibly hide from his power?
"Go to Trim, Cora," my mother said, sounding surer than I'd ever heard her.
"What's there?" Giovanni asked.
"The house we lived in when I was little." I turned back toward my mother and reached over the seat to touch her leg. "Why? There's nothing for us there. It's not our home anymore."
Gráinne's wild eyes hardened into stubborn glass beads. "It will always be our home."
"It can't be safe to stay anywhere they'd associate with her." Giovanni spoke my thoughts exactly.
"I know. I'm trying to find out —"
Suddenly she leaned forward and clasped the antique silver key dangling from my neck. Her fingers spun the red pyramid-shaped crystals, which met at their tips like an hourglass within the top of the key. "This," she said. "You found this. You weren't supposed to. Not you. Everything went wrong after I was given this key. That's when I knew ..."
"Someone out there would do anything to keep the truth buried." She smiled like a madwoman. "Well, I have something of theirs. I can bury truths, too. We have to go home and go digging." Gráinne's words flowed out in a torrent of intense anxiety.
I pulled the key from her grasp and tucked it back inside my shirt. "What does this key open?" I asked. It had obviously meant something to Clancy. It was important enough that my father buried it under the albino redwood tree in Santa Cruz at my mother's request so that no one would ever find it.
But I found it.
Gráinne's flecked green eyes turned skyward and then snapped back to mine. The barest hint of a wry smile curved her thin lips. "Heaven?"
Just when I thought she was thinking more clearly, she lapsed into nonsense. I turned away from her and stared out the window at the lace of fog and fences. My entire body was taut with anxiety.
Giovanni startled me when he reached over and shuffled through the glove compartment. "Cristo," he said. "Nobody carries maps anymore. We'll have to stop for one." Soon, he pulled over at a gas station.
"You go in. What if someone recognizes me?" I said, thinking of the airport video of two innocent people falling dead at my feet. My father spoke passionately about the mysterious deaths around the world and his theory about dark energy before he died. I remembered his impassioned words: The increase in natural disasters is a sign that there is a serious crisis or imbalance in our world ...but the more critical sign now is the people who are mysteriously dying. My father thought the Scintilla were somehow a key to solving the imbalance. But Giovanni and I knew what we saw that day the deaths occurred — the back of an Arrazi, walking away. The Arrazi's aura was white from a fresh kill.
I shielded my face from passersby and practically held my breath until Giovanni returned, map in hand. Danger stalked us from all directions. Hunted by Arrazi, valued more than gold on the black market, and, according to Clancy Mulcarr, we had enemies who wanted us dead more than he wanted to possess us. This mysterious Society he was involved with?
I glanced around, watchful. The whole world was full of enemies whose faces we didn't know. We needed to fade into the fog until we could figure out what to do.
Once we were on the right highway to Trim, my mother's whole demeanor shifted from a shaking rabbit cornered by a cat to a child with her nose and hands pressed to the cold window. What must it be like for her after all that time, to be free?
She was a fool if she felt free.
"Turn right," she instructed Giovanni, who had the map spread open on his lap as he drove.
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DEVIATE is the second book in the Light Key Trilogy. I really enjoyed the first book- SCINTILLATE, because it was unlike many of the YA books that I have read. I also liked the Irish folklore that was incorporated into the story. In DEVIATE, we pick up right where we left off, to my delight, so I didn't feel like I had missed anything important. Some shocking events had just happened in SCINTILLATE, and I wondered if any good could come of them. I have to say, that despite everything, and for better or for worse, I still adore Finn. He struggled with so much throughout this book, yet I had to admire the way that he dealt with the hand that was given. I do not know what I would have done in his position. What surprised me in DEVIATE was how much I also grew to like Giovanni. I did not care for him much in SCINTILLATE. Maybe it was mistrust because he seemed to come out of nowhere and he was so mysterious. Who was he exactly? However, my heart started to soften, as I learned more about him. I have to admit, the pacing in this book was a bit slow. Certain scenes just seemed to stretch on and on. Maybe this was due to the dual point of views, and events that were happening at the same time? There were also a lot of references to Dante's writings, and to be honest, a lot of the imagery and symbolism went way over my head. I had to give credit to the characters who were able to pick up on things that I couldn't. With that said, I am looking forward to the third, and final, book ILLUMINATE. I have a couple of theories and I hope that I am right. I am also hoping that the characters will one day find peace.
Lots of crazy stuff going on in this one. The love triangle exists - and it isn't as bad as some of them are - I understand this one at least. We have good guys turning bad, and bad guys turning good, and I'm pissed because people die (no way am I going to tell you who). There was almost too much going on at times. Lots of new characters and I had a small problem keeping them all separate (partly because I was trying to see what happened next and flew through the book). One of the great mysteries will be revealed and it's a bit of a doozy. I didn't quite see it coming, at least not all the way. I think the highlight of the story was all the secrets and mysteries that were revealed. There are a couple big ones that shocked the heck out of me that I didn't see coming at all. *This book was received in exchange for an honest review*
This booknhad me on the edge of my seat from the first page. Cannot wait for Illuminate!!
This book has done it. It broke the rule of "sequels are never better". Because this book was incredibly excellent. First, Tracy switches to dual POV between Cora and Finn. I so love getting to see inside Finn's head, especially after book 1's huge reveal at the end. He's so charming externally, but it's interesting to see how he is reacting inside to everything that is going on, especially with Cora and Giovanni, and others. I cannot get over how many twists and turns are in this novel. I'm still sitting here in shock because I don't know what to make of everything. I never suspected really anything that happened, which was such a breath of fresh air. Usually, I can guess what will happen ten pages from where I am. Not with Deviate. I was guessing until the end. I love love love the character build-up and development through this book. I think Tracy did an excellent job in the first, but she delves deeper in this one and really brings these characters to life. They become more realistic and react even better to everything. The plot of this book is great. It runs through Cora, still trying to deal with the events of the first book and still running from the Arrazi, and her trusty bunch of friends and family. They stick together and find the Arrazi more than they'd like to, but they end up finding a sanctuary in an unlikely place, where Cora tries to figure out how the Scintilla and Arrazi fit in the world. Does that not entice you to no ends? And trust me, Tracy executes it even better. Giovanni and Finn are ever so perfect and I cannot figure out who I like Cora with more. Obviously I love Finn, but G is always there for her. I suppose I like him more as a flirty best friend. I've hit the rambling phase of my review, so I'll wrap up with this: This book is even better than the first and I think I might die having to wait until October for Illuminate.
Book 2 picks up right where Book 1 ends. Everything is ex0plained in the first chapter so you can start with this book...But Book 1 is great so read it too. Cora and her friends are running for thier lives from both the Arrazi and the Society. Cora is reunited with her long lost, imprisoned Mother but the boy she loves turns out to be one of the feared Arrazi.This book is told from both Cora's and Finn's perspective which really help you to understand what their going through.There's lots of action, pain, suspense, friendship, secrets and love.Good story, great characters.
"Deviate" by Tracy Clark is a wonderful follow up. "Deviate" is written in dual point of view. I loved that Clark was able to expand more on her mythology that she started in "Scintillate." There are wonderful characters in this story and new enemies show their faces. Cora and her Scintilla friends are all running for their lives. Arrazi want to capture their auras. Cora believes that knowledge will be the answer to everything, so she wants to find out all she can. There are secrets that need to be uncover that everyone else thinks is lost. Cora is such a strong female character. I love what Clark has created with Cora. The Scintilla family need to find a way to fight the Azzari. Trying to find the lost knowledge is the key. Cora has been through so much in this story. She looses her best friend. She is betrayed. The guy she loves tries to steal her soul. I say that Cora has had it rough. I love the "Light Key" trilogy. I feel like Clark has created such a great series for her readers. It is interesting and fun. It is so easy to get hooked to the story. I am definitely looking forward to book three.
This book is a good read. Sometimes even the people you trust, can hurt you. With everything going wrong hopefully they can make it right.
I received a free copy of this novel in exchange for my honest review. Deviate is book two of The Light Key Trilogy. The story begins where book one left off. Cora and her mother Grainne Sandoval are reunited after thirteen years. Not only are they on the run with fellow Scintilla Giovanni, but they have also lost Cora's father at the hands of Clancy, Finn's uncle. As Finn struggles with his Azzari needs, Cora's quest for answers leads to the book Dante's Inferno. Will Cora uncover the truth before it's too late? Deviate is a fast paced paranormal romance that is written in the point of view of Cora and Finn. There are some heartbreaking moments for Cora, you'll want to wish things were different. I love the budding romance brewing between Cora and Giovanni. I do believe that there's still more Giovanni is hiding and I can't wait to read book three to find out more about him. I'm also curious to see which hottie with a sexy accent she chooses. This is an absolutely amazing series that paranormal lovers will love!
Light Key Trilogy 2: Deviate I want to start off by saying that I did not read book one in this series, so there were a few things that I didn't quite understand at first - and, of course, there's a previous part to the story that I'm not aware of. BUT the author does a great job answering questions and giving pieces of information throughout the story that cleared up a lot of those confusions. I do plan, however, to go back and read the first book, and to go on and read the third book when it's published. I really got into this story. It's interesting, different, and eye-opening. The adventure is exciting, and sometimes even scary, as she tries to keep herself, her friends, and her mother safe, all while trying to figure things out. I like Cora and Finn, and the fact that it's written from the point of view of each (if you're not a fan of the pov change, I do want to point out that it does happen at chapter breaks and not just randomly). In fact, because of the way it's written, more information is able to be given to the reader, you're able to see the good and bad in both of them, and it brings you closer to both characters. The side characters are great, as well. You can tell that the author really wanted each character to be a complete person, and I enjoyed getting to know each one of them, and seeing how they effect the adventure as it unfolds. Cora has a lot of stuff going on inside of her, especially after the death of her father, which we hear about in the first few pages, and I can only assume happens at the end of the previous book. Having lost my father when I was a teenager, a lot of the things she says about her dad really hit home, as well as some of the things she says about herself personally. I have said before that words in books often times do more than just relate the story - sometimes touching our souls in ways that the author never expected. This, for me, is one of those books. Note: I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest and unbiased review. Please remember that this review is my opinion based on my personal impressions of the book.
Deviate got it's hooks in me and reeled me right in. Cora and the other Scintilla are running for their lives. Their rare spirits, auras, is what the Arrazi crave most, but there is another sinister threat looming; an organization called the Society. Every where the Scintilla turn death, mayhem, heartache and terrible loss follow. When nothing and nowhere is safe, where do you turn? For Cora, the course is simple; knowledge is the key to saving everyone she loves. Can she uncover the secrets before all is lost? You'll have to read The Light Key Trilogy and find out. Clark’s writing is incredibly imaginative with mystery upon mystery to unravel. She takes historical events and people and expertly twists them into this captivating, riveting, amazing story; twists that rival the Di Vinci Code. There are romantic entanglements that rivalry even goes deeper than the feud between the Capulet’s and Montague’s. The conflict is escalating, the very world is on the brink of devastation and Clark makes you feel like you are a part of it all. I highly recommend this gripping Young Adult Urban Fantasy.
What a followup to book one! And I feel like drowning my sorrows that I have to wait for book three by eating something Irish. Sigh, all I have are soda crackers. I thought that Tracy Clark really put depth into her characters and the background story blending in Irish celtic sites. Bottom line, there are evil powers who want power and will do anything to get it or keep it.The two main characters have to stay apart, or they will destroy each other. How cool is that? Well, not for them, but for the reader it makes a good read.
Wow! This book was shocking, gripping and pain filled. My heart broke for them, literally! Deviate is in dual POV's. I loved getting to see both point of views. It was empowering, gripping and made your heart ache. Finn-man... he's my man! I just loved him. I'm team FINN all the way!!! Just everything he did.. and always does for Cora... sigh! Team Finn all the way! Cora--she's kick ass in this book. She wants to figure things out and I'm happy she's at the place she's at/become. Giovanni-- You'll like him. He does do a lot for Cora.... but I'm team Fin all the way! Secrets, lies, omissions, shocking events, pains, love, friendships, family..... all are found inside. You will literally be sucked to the pages until you finish the book. I love the story, the characters, history and uniqueness this series brings. I look forward with much anticipation for book 3 5 stars! Recv'd a copy of this book by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.