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Time Lock: Red Moon Trilogy Book 3
This final book in this exciting trilogy races to the explosive and surprising end to the trilogy. How can Rayen deliver a computer to trade for Callan’s life while she’s far from the Institute and Tony is locked up? How long can Gabby hide without being found out or exposing her out-of-control powers? What will the MystiKs do when time runs out to deliver the computer? With all eyes on the red moon, time favors no one.
Micah Caida is a blend of two voices
New York Times Bestseller Dianna Love and USA Today Bestseller Mary Buckham
“As the thrilling conclusion to the Red Moon series, Time Lock does not disappoint and will leave you in awe…perfection on paper.” ~~ Angela Catucci, college student
“Time Lock, and the Red Moon Trilogy, is a fast-paced, exciting fantasy that is so well written that it meets my expectations as an adult reader too! Loved it!” ~~ Sharon Griffiths, adult
Rayen was down to hours to save Callan’s life. He’d never see eighteen.
At this rate, she might not either.
Callan was trapped in a place far into the future known as the Sphere, an artificial planet, and she was trapped in a small, cramped room somewhere out in the desert an hour away from a place called Albuquerque. The time-travel computer portal for returning to the Sphere was in an Albuquerque boarding school in Tony’s backpack, which Gabby had. Tony had been locked up by security. Gabby hid in another student’s room.
She needed both of her friends to open the portal.
Minutes raced past.
Her heart beat a frantic speed.
“Come on,” she begged her power and gripped the doorknob. That stupid power had yet to show up since she’d been taken from the school and locked in this room. She’d drawn on it to kill a huge croggle monster in the Sphere, but she couldn’t open a locked door right now. Why?
Nothing she tried worked. She was hitting a new level of panic. Holding onto the doorknob, she slumped to her knees on the wood floor.
There had to be a way out of here. But how? The last time she’d used her power it was to save someone else.
She sat upright. That was it! Someone had been in immediate danger each time she’d drawn on her energy.
The danger to Callan wasn’t happening right this second, but it was real and deadly. Could she use that to wake up her power?
Clenching her fingers tighter around the doorknob, she dredged up an awful image of Callan’s enemy—the TecKnati—swinging a sword and lopping off his beautiful hands. Nausea crowded her throat and she flinched at the gruesome image.
A spark of energy warmed her chest, swirling, then the heat spread to her arms and hands. Yes!
The doorknob heated beneath her fingers. She closed her eyes to see if she could picture the lock parts the way she had when she and Tony had opened a door. A vision of metal parts blurred in her mind. The parts tumbled and clicked, banging into each other, faster and faster until she couldn’t tell what they were doing.
Metal jangled together in a loud crash.
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