"I couldn't wait to see what happened
on the next page."
In this coming of age debut trilogy, USA Today bestseller Micah Caida turns dystopian young adult fiction on its ear with a breathtakingly fresh science fiction, fantasy story that is as much a thriller as it is a romantic tale.
Rayen's memory is blank. Her future's in question. Her power is dangerous.
Waking up in an unknown world, Rayen has no memory, not even of her name until a ghost informs her, and shares that she’s seventeen just before she has to run for her life. She’s hunted then captured, ending up in an unusual high school located in a place called Albuquerque. It seems to be a safe haven, but she soon finds out she’s dead wrong when she accidentally opens a portal and ends up fighting alongside two other teens to stay alive in a world that is fantastic and dangerous. This place calls to the strange power inside of her and pushes her toward a boy who is as deadly as he is attractive, and thinks she’s the enemy. Escaping appears impossible, but staying trapped means death, and the portal she opened threatens the existence of the current world along with the future.
"I was totally captivated by every scene in the first book...The imagination of Micah Caida takes the reader on an exhilarating journey...TIME TRAP is originality at its best." ~~Amelia Richard, SingleTitles
Painful starbursts exploded behind my eyes.
I clawed awake, tumbling forward, bouncing against a rough surface. Heat scorched my arms and legs. I tucked my head and shoulders. Sharp stones gouged my back and sand coated my sweaty body.
All at once, I lurched forward and slammed to a stop, flat on my face. Ears ringing, my next breath wheezed out, mouth dry as the hot dust singeing my skin.
What was happening? No answer. My brain hadn’t unscrambled yet.
“Get up, girl, if you value your life,” someone demanded in a deep male voice that sounded old.
Don’t push me right now if you value yours. I opened my gritty eyes to blinding light and a cockeyed view of an endless desert. Not a person in sight.
“Get. Up!” he ordered again.
If he yelled at me one more time, he wouldn’t be happy when I did make it to my feet. I bit back the snarl curling to my lips. Who was he anyway? My head still spun and my stomach wasn’t much happier. Gravel bit the palms of my hands as I pushed up on shaky knees.
Every muscle screamed misery, my body battered as a kickball. I looked around. Still no one in sight. I twisted the other way, searching in a full circle. Not a thing for miles but desert and mountains. Now I was dizzy.
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