About Origin, The Eaters #1
So not your usual post-apocalyptic, clone vs. hybrid romance-adventure…
But forever turns out to be a fluid commodity when both awaken 500 years into the future in a city called Origin. Presided over by aliens known as The Travelers, it is a world at once familiar and totally strange. And for Mina and Jack, it will become a battleground…against a hybrid race of predators loosed on the human population, against those whose dark side is so very carefully hidden, and even, as fate throws a heartwrenching twist their way, against…each other?
Corrie Brundage kicks off The Eaters trilogy with an intoxicating tale of pulse-pounding action for fans of urban fantasy and science fiction to devour and savor.
“How much longer till we—”
My question was cut off by a chillingly familiar jagged screech. I stopped. I felt my heart stop too.
“What was—?” Jack began, but another cry cut him off too. We stood still for a moment. I peered through the darkness. The call had been close, too close.
“Mina, what was that?” His voice quavered. I saw his fight-or-flight response mimic my own. That sound wasn’t supposed to be in the city. Surely not. It came again, and Jack grabbed my hand. My voice was hushed. “It’s… it’s the thing we saw in the forest. It’s here, in the city.” And I wasn’t quite sure I was inhabiting reality anymore.
I looked for a place to hide, anything sheltered. Across the street, another couple stood rooted in place. They were the first people I’d seen in a while. I was about to call out a warning to them, when out of the darkness a lithe and rough figure emerged. It was the beast. It had arrived, and it was hunting. The woman screamed, but the sound was cut off. The man struggled, but only for a moment. I was thankful for the darkness. The sounds of flesh rending came then, and teeth flashed. Jack was pulling me into an alley, but my feet weren’t agreeing with me. I stumbled, drunk on wine and fear.
“Mina,” he whispered, his breath reeking of terror. “Crouch down with me. Get down!”
I obeyed. The hulking creature was devouring those people, and there was nothing we could do. It was too fast, too lethal. The sound of bone sliding against bone, wet flesh and organ, gobbled down like the soufflé we had just enjoyed. I felt my bile rise.
“Stay very, very still,” Jack gasped.
I was certain that wouldn’t matter. If it wanted us, it would take us. Interminable moments passed, and the thing across the street finished. It looked around, its head darting about with an implacable intelligence. It had our scent but didn’t approach. A leap up and forward, and it was gone.
We stayed there for several moments, breathing raggedly. “Dear God, you were right. I didn’t believe you. I’m so sorry I didn’t believe you…” Jack was close to hysteria now, but was still a solid foundation I could lean on. I got to my feet, shaky.
“We have to go over there. Maybe…” But I knew my hope would be dashed as it had been with Cayman.
Whatever it was, it was thorough. I knew we’d find nothing but blood. Of their own accord, my feet crossed the shadowed street, and my eyes found the wetness. Jack was right behind me, his firm grip urging caution.
About the Author
Corrie Brundage is a former model, opera singer, and personal trainer who, out of sheer boredom and personal relief from planetary insanity, completed five novels in the space of twelve months. She pumps iron, is a political junkie, and is a dedicated animal advocate.
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