New Release -- Search for the Storm Maker (Polarity Book 2) by C. A. Jamison

As Rush James and his fiancée, Trulie Morgan, count down the days to their wedding, they keep their alien energy alive and their electric secret safe from the human world.

But when Trulie disappears and it becomes clear that she’s been kidnapped, Rush’s life is turned upside down. Without Trulie, his energy begins to deplete rapidly, and there’s no way to control it! As much as he wants to remain calm, he knows that Trulie is suffering the same energy drain as he is—and he knows she is in terrible danger at the hands of her abductor.

Grasping at straws, and with very few clues, the small band of plasmetric teens who rallies around Rush and Trulie head for a faraway mystery island where they hope to rescue Trulie. As a new and changing energy comes to life within them, they realize that only together can they face the demons of their past and take on an army to silence a mad man.

Will they find the reason for their existence on the island paradise—or will their journey end in death—as they race against the clock in the SEARCH FOR THE STORM MAKER?

EXCERPT

     The sun beamed on my back as a breeze lifted my hair, and I kept away from the cracks in the soil and stayed close to the brush. “I’ve got this.”

     To my right, I leaned to look into a hole. The bottom disappeared into the darkness, but the width—too small to fit a human. I eased forward. One foot at a time.

     A dark shadow on the ground ahead of me had a large opening. A cluster of overgrown weeds grew to the left of the hole. I stopped. “I think I found the spot!”

     “Be cautious,” Trulie yelled. The brush had me hidden from her sight, and she asked, “Did you tie the rope around your waist?”

     Cracks split the ground around most of the area. “Ah. Yeah.” I quickly wrapped the rope around my middle and tied a double knot. “I’m good,” I called.

     The birds, the road ahead, even the wind kept silent as though nature held a breath. I proceeded across the damp earth. A foot from the edge, I gradually leaned forward. The leaves rustled on a flowering bush. An animal darted past my foot. Startled, my instincts reacted with a hard step back, and the earth gave way below me.