Author: Dawn Jayne
Publish Date: Published November 2012 by Time and Tide Publishing
Heralds are the most powerful of all angels, secretive and feared, created for a single purpose. Only those most courageous and worthy earn a place within the elite choir, and only by breaking ancient oaths held sacred can the honor be stripped. It's a punishment that hasn't been imposed in over two-thousand years, until a single reckless act sets off a firestorm, threatening to consume all creation. Rise Hawke never suspected she'd been marked to play a role in the deadly events unfolding in the spiritual realm. Independent and resistant to authority, she isn't thrilled when she meets Dominik, an angel with new wings, an old grudge, and a mysterious agenda he's determined to impose. Vowing to uncover the secrets kept from her, Rise soon learns that knowing what you are isn't nearly as dangerous as discovering why. Hunted by those who want to destroy her, and controlled by those who would see her fulfill her purpose, she is forced into a brutal battle set in motion long before she was ever born. It soon becomes clear that what one angel will risk to earn the title of Herald, is matched only by what another will do to keep it.
Uprising is far from your average Angel story.
Uprising was totally not what I expected. I was intrigued by the type of angels involved, and how they somewhat got along with each other. Each choir has their own purpose, and that truly was a shocker to me. I love how a story can totally throw you off balance to the unexpected!
Rise was raised by a father with a stiff hand, literally. She has difficulty trusting which makes her very independent. Little does Rise know, this will help her with the destiny that has been bestowed upon her. I wanted to feel sorry for her at times, but realized that through her own will power, she overcame her domestic obstacles.
Dominik, having just received his wings, is given a mission that should have been given to a more advanced angel. Dominik shows complete courage and strength, and his devotion is extraordinary.
Uprising moves fast....so fast, I never saw the most integrate twist in the plot coming. NEVER. And I was totally floored by it in a good way. At that point, I honestly said out loud, “You have got to be kidding me!” Nope, never saw it. The little plots going on at the same time collided dramatically. It was a fascinating read and I highly recommend it!
Uprising Blurb (book 1 Fires of Providence Series):
Book 1 in Fires of
The girl, Katie Theresa Connors, had an Irish name and features to match, with pale skin and a mop of red hair. The
“I’m never going to get all these wrinkles out,” she said. Her attempts to smooth the knee-length plaid skirt bunching around her waist were proving troublesome in the confines of the car. She finally gave up and started to work on the white blouse.
“I hope my roommate’s asleep when I get back.” She buttoned up, then readjusted her little cross necklace. “She has such a big mouth; the whole senior class will know.” Katie re-wrapped a blue scarf around her neck, arranging it with practiced hands until it was a fluffy bow. She looked around, felt under her bottom, and patted around on the floorboard.
“Thanks.” She pulled out a tube of lipstick, dotted on some color and blended it with her finger before adding a touch of gloss.
Katie made a few last adjustments to her hair and looked with satisfaction at her reflection in the little mirror before flipping up the visor. She favored
“So, do I still look like a girl who snuck out of a hotel to have sex with a complete stranger?” She stretched across the seat and kissed him.
“Yes, you do,”
“You were right about the monuments,” Katie said. “They were amazing at night. I’m glad you invited me.”
“I’m glad you accepted. Though I admit, I was surprised; I tend to intimidate. The scars didn’t frighten you?”
“Not much,” Katie said with a shrug. “I kind of like the one around your eye. I had fun tonight. I hope you did, too.”
“Why didn’t you leave the hotel last night?” he asked, switching on the headlights and maneuvering through the darkened parking lot.
“What are you talking about?”
Katie puffed out an angry breath.
“How did you know that?” she demanded, but then leaned closer. “Are you psychic?” Her eyes lit at the idea, any offense apparently forgotten.
“Not by your definition of the word, but I am a good listener. You must’ve mentioned it at some point.”
Katie slapped a hand over her face and looked out the window at the passing trees. “I swear, I don’t remember saying any of that. I can’t believe I told you about the hair! I ramble sometimes.”
“Sister Bernard was on patrol,” Katie said. “She pulled a chair out of her room and sat at the end of the hall all night, reading. She wouldn’t let anyone get by, not even to get a snack from the vending machine. The other chaperones trusted us, but Sister B is insane.”
“Afraid one of her girls would sneak out and engage in sinful acts? You’re right. Insanity.”
Katie giggled, and
“Cool watch,” Katie commented, leaning over to get a better look. “That’s a Yin-Yang symbol on the face, right? Where did you get it?”
“It’s called a taijitu,”
Katie turned in the seat and curled one leg up so she could fully face him. “Where do you work?”
“That’s a complicated question. Let’s just say it’s a large organization, and I’m part of a rather select group.”
“What do you do?”
“I travel,” he said. “I’ve done a little of everything, but on this trip I’m in Collections.”
“I bet you get to go all over the world. I’m jealous. I’ve never even been on a plane. I think flying would be amazing.”
“Hey, I think you missed the exit.” Katie pointed as they passed by a ramp.
“So I did. We appear to have something in common now.”
“You’re going too fast.” Katie turned back around and buckled her seat belt.
Katie tensed, grabbing hold of the dash for security. “You need to slow down. I mean it, Dominik, I’m getting scared.”
“What?” She lost some color. “You lied to me?”
He knew this would soon be least of her issues with him.
“So, your name is…
“Like the Phoenician city, if you must make a comparison. I thought you might prefer the name Dominik.” He didn’t tell her why; she’d get the joke soon enough. “But, you’re right to be upset, and I’m going to make it up to you. Watch me.”
Katie’s eyes went wide, her mouth fell open and she screamed in terror.
“You don’t like blondes?”
The terrified girl grabbed her silver cross necklace and pushed her back against the door, getting as far away from him as she could. Her trembling shook the seats.
“What are you?” she demanded. “What do you want?”
“You’re insane,” Katie whispered and started rummaging through the glove box, her hands shaking as she dumped paperwork and other items all over.
He hit the accelerator and tested the steering capabilities. It was almost time for the big finish, and he wanted no mistakes.
“Witnesses?” Katie repeated, looking back and forth between
“Brilliant.” He cast a sideways look to the girl. “Well, there’s no way to avoid them now, is there?” He reached over and grabbed her hand. “Wave. Be polite.” He waggled her wrist, making her hand dance. “Say farewell.”
“No,” Katie screamed, “please!” She tried to pull her arm free as they passed a station wagon with brown side panels. The driver and the woman beside him shot angry glances at the speeding car, but a boy with big dark eyes pressed his face to the window and waved back.
Katie grabbed the cross around her neck again, clutching it like an anchor in a storm. She started to rock back and forth in the seat, praying. She rattled off words without a breath. “Our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name thy kingdom come thy will be done…”
“The Lord’s prayer,”
“…on earth as it is in heaven…” She stopped, sobs catching in her throat as the car switched lanes, coming dangerously close to the guardrail.
Katie’s chin quivered, and she could barely squeak out the words. “Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us…”
“That would be me, right?” The little arrow on the speedometer bounced around, having reached its limit.
“…and lead us not into temptation...”
“But deliver us from evil!”
The crash was devastating, as intended, and
He watched as the only remaining tire still attached to the car continued to spin. The final blow of the crash had been delivered with such force it split the trunk of an ancient tree, and
About the Author:
Dawn Jayne is a lifelong Hoosier. She attended
before enlisting in the
United States Marine Corps. She met her husband, Todd, in Purdue University Okinawa and enjoys reminding
him she held a higher rank for a while.
When she's not writing, Dawn takes classes in religious and spiritual studies, rearranges furniture, and spends as much time as she can with her teenage kids. She loves movies, hates wearing shoes, and is terrified of giant sunflowers. Her new favorite hobby is motorcycle rides with Todd.
Dawn lives with her family in
. www.dawnjayne.com Indianapolis
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