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So Shall I Reap by Kathy-Lynn Cross Book Review and Promo Post

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Title:  So Shall I Reap
Series:  The Unseen Series
Author:  Kathy-Lynn Cross
Published:  June 30th, 2015  
Publisher:  Clean Teen Publishing
Genre:  YA Paranormal
Content Warning:  Violence and adult language
Synopsis:  There is no protection from the Unseen.
Las Vegas, Nevada can’t contain Alexcia Crystalline Stasis, who is living the ideal teenager’s dream as the school’s elite socialite. That is, until a fatal car accident changes everything. Now Alexcia’s emotions are on the verge of combusting. As if mourning the loss of her boyfriend isn’t enough, she is also dealing with extreme night terrors that leave her wondering if she just might need to be fitted for a straightjacket.
Tevin isn’t your normal daemon. He’s the leader of his clan, and he also happens to be a very active Grim Reaper. He never wanted to be charged with babysitting the one girl who can sway Creation’s Balance. Tevin has known and kept Alexcia safe most of her life. Now that he has to become even more personally involved in her protection, Tevin finds himself having a hard time separating his sworn duty and pure curiosity. What does make Alexcia tick?
Will Tevin be able to keep Alexcia safe from the Unseen? And will Alexcia’s emotions eventually help Tevin attempt to understand what being human is all about? Or will the entities and assassins’ of the Unseen get what they want … her dead.
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Excerpt from So Shall I Reap by Kathy-Lynn Cross:
Flames and darkness served as a reminder of the future we faced. Resting both forearms around my middle and feeling defeated, I shuddered. Filling in my view with his unreadable stare, he then glanced away briefly and whispered, “I wonder if a soulless creature is worthy to be bound by a heart, tied to a soul? Yet, as you stand there looking at me, I continue seeing the eyes of the child I once knew. Do you still want to offer me your soul?”
Without hesitation, sorrow for him exploded inside my chest. Thin lines of ink trailed down his cheeks, and I reached up to caress this face while pulling him closer for a chance to kiss his lips. Even for a moment, to give him a taste of my soul.
How did I know him?
I hadn’t grasped the words he spoke, let alone the feelings I had for him. Without conscious control over my voice, it answered him for me, “I canonly choose what is right and pure. This is my only function. My heart is all the power I can give you right now.” I was unsure what I meant, but he smiled at me. The creatures formed a tighter circle around us and their wings appeared to be dripping hot silver acid that melted into what looked like cloaks made of the same black mist rising from the ground. Without notice, I found myself wrapped within two massive wings.
His wings sizzled as he pulled me into his icy embrace, leaning in to whisper against the inner part of my ear, “They say love knows no bounds. Death only has one boundary, and you cross over it when your heart stops. But written on the Unseen scrolls, it states this one emotion will last even after the breath ceases.”
With his trail of words still lingering against the inside curvature of my ear, my composure disappeared. The blankets were wrapped tight around me like a cocoon. If I didn’t know better, I would have sworn it had snowed in the room overnight. Shadows were thick and barricaded the bedroom and closet doors. No escape from the nightly terrors. Rubbing the grit from each lash, I unwrapped from the cocoon of covers, followed by flopping one leg at a time to the floor. My mind was clouded in the thick fog making it difficult to push off the bed. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever been so weak and chilled from sweating. An overwhelming need washed over me to open the drapes and cleanse the bedroom from the unknown with the glow from the streetlights. His presence remained in the room with me. Turning slowly from the window, it felt as if I were wearing lead shoes. Pushing their weight toward the mirror, I was horrified at the face gaping back at me. I leaned closer to try and comprehend what the glass was telling me. Two small, dried streams of red gleamed onmy cheeks. I was frozen in a nonexistent moment of time. My breath caught as I gasped… and woke up.
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About the Author:
Born in Pomona, California, Kathy-Lynn Cross lived there for twelve years until her family moved to Las Vegas, Nevada—where she resides still to this day. Inspired by the backdrop of Sin City, Kathy-Lynn took her English professor’s advice and wrote about the hometown that she knew.
Kathy-Lynn wasn’t always a writer. In 2008, when her niece was hospitalized, Kathy-Lynn decided to do something special for her so she wrote a short tale for her to read. After devouring it in a single day, her niece and the nurses in the pediatrics wing quickly asked her, “What’s next?”
That was when a new chapter in her life opened up, and Kathy-Lynn realized that she wanted to become a Storyweaver.
Kathy-Lynn loves the color red and obsessively uses it in everything, including her bottle-blonde hair accented by red highlights. She has a knack for baking and cake decorating—that is, when her fingers are not busy writingmayhem. When recharging, you could find her curled up with a cup of coffee and a good book or spending time with her hubby of nineteen years, two kids, four cats, and the family dog.
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Death is a volatile entity. We all like to ignore its impending presence until that one moment arrives when death is all that’s left. For humans, or vessels as they are referred to on the other side, death is but an instant. It is not a state of being, but rather a transitional second, which takes the soul from one form to the next. For Ashens, or Grim Reapers however, death is not only their lives but their livelihood.

Tevin is an Ashen. As a member of the House of Space his only purpose in his immortal existence is to harvest the souls of each human vessel as their time comes so that their soul can be returned to the River Styx.  This is done so that the Creator can sustain the cycle of life, humanity, and the rejuvenation of every soul. The House of Space is but one of three houses, all of which play their part in the balance of the universe. So when Tevin is sent to harvest a soul in Nevada, he has no reason to think it to be any different than any other harvest.  However, in but a few short moments, everything Tevin ever knew about himself and his place within the realms is challenged by the existence of one vessel. One soul. The soul of Alexcia Crystalline Stasis.  

Alexcia has always been special. Her parents have always told her how unique and valued she is, but she believed this to only be the sentiments of two very loving and doting parents. Yet she soon discovers that her true nature exceeds everything she ever thought possible of herself and challenges everything she ever believed. Alexcia is a Child of Balance, born of Angel, Daemon, and Human decent. With this birthright comes a great deal of supernatural abilities, but brings about an even greater deal of clout. Soon, each of the houses in service to the River Styx will compete for her soul, and Tevin, who once believed himself to be just another Ashen, is swept up in her journey, leaving them to traverse each conflict in tandem.

Kathy-Lynn Cross has absolutely outdone herself with this book. After the first few pages, I found myself transported to a masterfully structured universe which houses some of my new favorite characters. Her vocabulary in this work is impeccable, and the skill with which she describes even the smallest of details really brings each moment to life with palpable reality. I could see every fixture and noticed every shade in the spectrum Lynn described as she painted her stunning world for the reader to enjoy. The precise way that she kept with the theme of death in the character’s demeanor and colloquial slang was the greatest thread which bound the story together in uniqueness. The characters were each well-developed and showed tremendous growth in their own journeys, a journey I felt that I experienced right beside them.

Overall I give this book 5 out of 5 stars. This was such a charming and inventive read and I cannot wait for the next book to be released. Cross is most certainly an author to watch, as I believe there is only greatness in store for her and her phenomenal work.