Splintered Energy by Arlene Webb
Posted on Jun 12, 2012 in Winners
Waves of pure energy are quite happy hanging in the cosmos, traveling at the speed of light to brighten up the sky–until dawn breaks. Literally. When sentient light fractures, it zaps into human bodies and becomes trapped. Without any memories to guide them, a handful of confused beings whose skin tones are now specific colors, struggle to understand humanity while it’s quite clear they shouldn’t be in this world. The few humans clued in to Earth’s invasion don’t flutter, but are drawn to their fiery fate with hearts wide open as they fight to survive. California. A widower’s twelve-year-old son is rather young to bring home a woman, especially a collapsed green beauty too frightened to open her eyes. Arizona. A divorcee blinks hard, but the gorgeous red guy stepping in front of her car is still red. She swerves to avoid hitting him and ends up in the ditch. When she comes around, she wonders which layer of hell she’s fallen into. Ohio. A teen also fears he’s dealing with the demonic, but no matter how dangerous things become, he’s determined to stand by a man with inhumanly blue eyes.Book Description
Splintered Energy is an Earth-based science fiction/suspense/romance novel, the first in a four book series and not a stand-alone story. Book 2, The R Word, picks up where Splintered Energy leaves off. House of Seven, book 3, leads to book 4, Under Color, the final in the series.
IBD Verdict
Splintered Energy is a 110, 000 word, science fiction suspense story with layers of romance. It’s suitable for mature audiences and the first in a four book series. * * * * California. A widower’s twelve-year-old son is rather young to bring home a woman, especially a collapsed green beauty too frightened to open her eyes. Arizona. A divorcee blinks hard, but the gorgeous red guy stepping in front of her car is still red—hello, ditch. When she comes around, she wonders which layer of hell she’s fallen into. Ohio. A teen also fears he’s dealing with the demonic, but no matter how dangerous things become, he’s determined to stand by a man with inhumanly blue eyes. No question, their lives will never be the same again. Dawn breaks—literally. Energy sparks across the horizon, power grids go down, and the journey to understanding what, where, and why begins. Energy splinters and a few hapless humans fall dead. A moment later, hearts regain their beat and the confused aliens witness their first sunrise through the eyes of the deceased. Sentient beings can’t recall a past, other than a blissful haven. Nor do they have memories from the host whose body they unwittingly hijacked. Only one learns to hide his unique skin color, and he assumes the identity of the victim, Malcolm James. Malcolm learns of escalating violence through news clips. The cohorts he’s able to locate—vibrant personalities with enhanced predatory skills—are breaking every law there is. He has a goal: return to wherever it is he belongs. But he can’t do that alone, and is forced to shoulder the burden of reunification, despite his fear those who cross paths with color, himself included, may become permanently scarred or worse, killed. This reluctant leader has no doubt—living light does not belong on Earth.Book Extra
Book Insight
Sci-fi, paranormal, thriller-mystery, indefinable, I’m an author who adds sweet and spicy layers of romance to any genre. I was born in upstate New York, land of cows, snow, drizzle and sometimes a ray of sun. Mom played with bacteria as a lab technician, read many magazines and books, made up charts for chores, cooked and cleaned, and drank vodka upon occasion. Dad worked for the phone company, fixed things, built houses, decapitated chickens, shot deer, and drank vodka and beer as often as possible. Second oldest with four siblings, I spent my childhood reading everything I could get my hands on. Adolescence found me questioning the validity of everything I read, along with acquiring the usual scars of high school. Early twenties, I headed for the Pacific. A stop off to visit a friend in the desert turned into years in Tucson, Arizona. I worked as a waitress, bartender, greenhouse worker, greyhound trainer, while swapping a pysch major for one in plant sciences at the University of Arizona. Fired for skipping employee meetings at restaurants, employee gambling at the dogtrack, refusing to use live rabbits as bait, it fell to planting cacti and bartending to pay my way through college. My late twenties found me running family owned greenhouses and florist shops in New York. When the reality of retail life became too mundane to handle, I began an obsessive love of creating more interesting worlds. Follow the author on their blog, Facebook, or Twitter account for the latest updates on book releases:
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