Today, I have a short excerpt from the beginning of Momentum for you. Momentum is the sequel to Connection, about which you can find more information below!
What you need to know for this excerpt: Aaron and Anna are empathically connected and when they touch, they have power over electricity. They’re still finding out a lot about their powers, their relationship, and others who are like them.
The two are at their junior prom together, and they just has a fight with Anna’s ex-boyfriend.
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Back in the club, the music drowned out any chance to talk. Our classmates and friends were on the dance floor, moving frenetically under the lights as they flashed in different colors. I hooked my arm around his and he pulled me to the corner near the bathrooms. No one was around here, and he pressed me up against the wall. He put his hand on my neck and kissed me.
I leaned up, my body bending toward his as my arms hooked around him. The anger he had for Jordan melted as he kissed me, filling us up with affection and desire and maybe even love.
It wasn’t long before I couldn’t concentrate both on Aaron’s lips and the electrons around us. I broke away, breathless, and pulled my face from his hand. The connection broke, and I felt control again. I met his eyes, and he let out a small sigh. He took a step back, running a hand through his hair, and I let my hands fall from his waist.
That’s when I realized we weren’t alone. Vickie stood just outside the girls’ bathroom, glaring at us, her hands clenched into fists at her sides.
“You don’t waste any time, do you?” Vickie yelled. With the music, I barely heard her. Until she stalked closer. “Ruin one relationship, jump back into his arms! The least you could do is get a room!” She pushed me in the shoulders, shoving me into the wall.
“Hey!” Aaron said, holding his hand up.
Vickie laughed. She didn’t even look at him. Her gaze was set on me. “You gonna have your boyfriend fight me, Anna? Are you even going to defend yourself?”
“Leave us alone,” I said, straightening up.
“Or what?” Vickie got in my face. She was inches taller than me, and as she bent down, I could feel her breath on my nose. “What are you going to do if I don’t?”
“I’m not fighting you,” I said through clenched teeth. I took a step back. “There is something seriously wrong with you!”
“There’s something wrong with me?” She poked me in the chest. “I think it’s you. After everything Carmen did, you still don’t get it, do you? No one likes you, no one wants you in our school, and no one would care if you jumped off a bridge.”
“God, what is your—”
“I heard you thought about it,” she said, smirking. “I heard you wanted to kill yourself last year and I wish you had, you—”
I swore I would crack if one more person called me a slut. I didn’t give her a chance to finish. I took Aaron’s arm and tried to stalk away. I know it wasn’t very courageous, running away from a fight, but I wasn’t about to prolong this.
I didn’t get far. Vickie grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me back towards her. I nearly lost my balance, but Aaron reached for my hand. Our skin connected, and the current shot out. We’d been so strong all night, but we lost it right then. It was strong, the voltage jolting the entire system, and all at once, the power went out.
Lights flickered off, descending us into darkness. The music stopped. We could hear everyone’s gasps and a couple screams. Vickie abruptly let go of me, and I clutched Aaron’s hand. We felt out the power grid of the building, saw what we’d done. It was worse than the school—we’d sent too much voltage into the system, and caused it to short out. We struggled to reconnect things as students took out their cell phones and teachers tried to tell everyone to remain calm. I pushed them out of my mind as we worked together, our power moving through the building, feeling out the wires and circuits.
We sent out a surge of power, the right amount of voltage this time, and the lights slowly came on. The rest of the power grid followed after that: outlets with the DJs system, the strobe light, the lamps around the room.
I dropped Aaron’s hands as a headache pushed at the edges of my temples. He wiped sweat from his brow.
Vickie wasn’t standing next to us anymore. I saw her across the room with her friends.
“Anna,” Aaron said quietly.
I shook my head, holding up my hand. “Just a sec, Aaron.”
I ducked into the bathroom and collapsed on one of the toilets. I put my head in my hands, breathing hard. I couldn’t even think about Jordan or Vickie. Aaron and I were getting more powerful. . .and more dangerous.
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To read the start of Aaron and Anna’s story, check out Connection:
Aaron and Anna haven’t been friends for almost a year, not after he deserted her when she needed a friend the most. When Aaron approaches Anna for help with his homework, she can’t deny her former best friend or the way he makes her feel. Despite her reluctance to trust him again—not to mention how much their strange telepathic connection freaks her out—she gives in. English homework. How hard could that be?
Soon Anna finds out that nothing with Aaron is easy. Not the way their touch suddenly triggers power outages and lightning storms. Not the feelings he has for her despite her already having a boyfriend—or how she’s falling for him in return. And certainly not the mysterious secret society called Le Garde that wants to recruit them. The new knowledge that they’re not alone in their powers or connection forces them to choose between continuing to live their normal lives or falling deep into the world of Le Garde together—and maybe even in love.
Emily Ann Ward is the author of Finding Fiona, Le Garde series, and The Protectors series. One of her first stories featured a young girl whose doll came to life. The rest is history. When it comes to fiction, she writes mainly young adult, contemporary, and fantasy. She also writes nonfiction, ranging from stories of her travels to thoughts on the Bible. Aside from writing, she loves traveling and she’s a content editor with Entranced Publishing. Currently, she lives in Salem, Oregon with her husband Chris and their cats. Visit her website at http://emilyannward.com