Today we're excited to spotlight Burning Bright by Chris Cannon!
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Meet Chris Cannon!
Chris Cannon is the award-winning author of the Going Down In Flames series and the Boyfriend Chronicles. She lives in Southern Illinois with her husband and several furry beasts. She believes coffee is the Elixir of Life. Most evenings after work, you can find her sucking down caffeine and writing fire-breathing paranormal adventures or romantic comedies.
Meet Burning Bright!
Bryn is back for her senior year at the Institute for Excellence, also known as shape-shifting dragon school. She isn’t sure which is scarier, the life-force sucking dragons stalking campus or the fact that she’s officially betrothed to Jaxon, a guy who will never love her. Not that she could ever love him, either… That’s just ridiculous.
Senior year should be fun. Her parents are alive, she’s finally fitting in, and she’s learning how to be a Medic. But what’s with Jaxon giving her strange looks? He runs hot and cold, and he doesn’t even have the excuse of being a hybrid fire-and-ice-breathing dragon like her. One minute they’re having a great time and the next, she wants to blast a fireball at his head. The marriage contract of doom looms over them--unless this match not made in heaven kindles a flame…
~ Excerpt ~
Burning Bright by Chris Cannon Excerpt
Jaxon shook his head at her, but he was smiling while he did it. “I’ve never known anyone who liked food so much.”
“I think my grandfather is the same way, but he doesn’t let it show in public,” Bryn said.
“That is the Blue way of life,” Jaxon said. “Give nothing away in public.”
“Why?” Bryn asked. “Why is it so important to act perfect?”
“It just is. Blues are responsible for keeping the world in order, which means we must appear to have everything under control all of the time.” “But that’s unrealistic.”
“Not to be rude, but until you came along, everyone believed the Directorate was in total control.”
“Don’t blame me,” she said. “I just pulled back the curtain. I didn’t cause the problem.”
“Right, but before you showed up, even I believed they were all-powerful and could do no wrong. They were very good at presenting that image. Now everyone knows they aren’t perfect, but the Directorate is still responsible for keeping everyone safe.”
“I know that. I’m impressed with how quickly the Directorate has assimilated. They aren’t preaching Clan purity anymore and they’re far more accepting of hybrids and throwbacks than I ever thought they’d be.”
Jaxon glanced out at the pond like he was checking to see how close the rest of the group was. “My father isn’t having the easiest time adjusting. Your grandfather, due in no small part to you, is leading the charge.”
A sense of pride filled Bryn’s chest. “I’m glad to hear that. Now if I could only get him to speak to my mother.”
“Don’t hold your breath. Loyalty is hugely important in our world.”
Bryn rolled her eyes. “Really, I had no idea.” It’s not like she was a complete outsider anymore.
“I know you’re aware of that, but I’m not sure you know how deep it runs.”
“What I keep coming back to is the fact that I wouldn’t be here if my mom hadn’t run off.” She pointed at Jaxon. “If you make some comment about how you’d be better off if I wasn’t here, I will accidentally spill my hot cocoa on you.”
“Even if I said it, I wouldn’t really mean it.” Jaxon grabbed her free hand that wasn’t holding the mug.
Warmth bloomed in her chest and it had nothing to do with the hot cocoa. If they were alone, now would be the perfect time for Jaxon to kiss her. He stood. “Let’s go for a walk.”
“Okay.” She set her mug on the bench and let him pull her to her feet. Should she tell her grandparents where they were going? That would kind of ruin the moment she and Jaxon might be having, so she shelved the idea.
Hand in hand, they walked down one of the slate paths back into the trees with the fairy lights. “This place is amazing.”
“This has always been my favorite part of the house. I used to spend a lot of time out here.”
They walked down a path and into a stand of trees. Several single swings and a double swing where two people could sit, like a porch swing, were suspended from the trees. There was also a staircase that spiraled around a tree and led up to a walkway suspended between the trees, high up in the branches.
“Can we go up?” Bryn asked. “Sure.” The spiral steps were easy to climb, but the walkway was higher up in the trees than it appeared from below. “What do you think?” Jaxon asked. “I think it’s the perfect place to hide from the world.”
Wait a minute. “You made fun of me last year when I said I wanted a treehouse.”
“This isn’t a treehouse, it’s a far superior tree bridge.”
“Right,” Bryn mocked. “That makes sense.”
Jaxon tugged her back toward the platform of the first tree. “There’s more.” Around the back side of the tree there was a bench. “If you don’t feel like walking, you can sit.”
“As one does when one is tired from adventures on their tree bridge.” She sat and relaxed back against the trunk of the tree, very aware of Jaxon’s proximity and the heat coming off his body.
“Exactly,” he said.
She laughed. From inside the tree the fairy lights seemed even more magical. “You know this is basically a tree house without walls.”
“No. That doesn’t work for me,” he said.
Bryn rolled her eyes but didn’t comment.
“I saw that,” Jaxon said.
“You were meant to.” Joking around with him felt comfortable. “This is nice.”
“The tree?” he asked. “No.” She pointed back and forth between them. “This.
Us. No pretenses or small talk...just us.”
“Speaking of us.” He leaned in, slowly, like he was giving her a chance to move away. She met him halfway and pressed her mouth against his. Time seemed to slow down as his hand touched her cheek and then cradled the back of her head. Heat thrummed between them, burning bright as the kiss grew, which was strange yet somehow right.
By: Chris Cannon
Release Date: June 4th, 2018
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