Blog Tour and Excerpt for 'The Other Lamb' by Katie Young

                                              The Other Lamb, by Katie Young
                                               Genre: fantasy, paranormal-horror 
                                                Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
                                          Date of Publication: August 28th, 2014. 
                                              Cover Artist: Polina Sapershteyn


Incarcerated on Earth as punishment for breeding with humans, the Watchers found a way to escape. Zach is living proof of that…even though someone has cut out his heart.

When Zach turns eighteen he develops an insatiable thirst for blood, but he tries to bury his fears and go on enjoying his birthday. His best friend Kim has scored them tickets to the hottest gig in town. But a charged encounter with his idol, the enigmatic rock star known as Grigory, leads to a revelation that shatters everything Zach thinks he knows about himself and the world, and places everyone dear to him in grave danger.

Zach is a Naphil, the forbidden offspring of a mortal woman and a Watcher. When those who seek to destroy him snatch Kim, Zach is forced to embark on a journey of discovery spanning continents and ages. With the help of a mysterious stranger named Sam, Zach must unearth the truth about his parentage, find Kim, and discover who has stolen his heart…before he triggers the apocalypse.

                                                                 ~EXCERPT ~

Sam and Zach strode with an air of purpose across the rain-drenched cobbles of the Latin Quarter, winter coats flapping in the chill wind. Weaving between the early evening crowds, they passed cafés, restaurants, and boutiques until they paused outside a second-hand bookshop marked with a narrow door and dirt-clouded windows. Sam pushed the door open. It creaked and triggered a little bell suspended above the frame. Zach followed him into the shop. The air inside matched the temperature outside and smelt of damp, decaying paper. Bookshelves lined the entirety of the room, reaching from floor to ceiling. A person appeared from a room behind the counter at the far end of the shop. Sam tugged Zach’s sleeve and led him towards the till. The shopkeeper raised his chin slightly and his nostrils flared as he inhaled. Although it was dusk, he wore glasses with dark tinted lenses to hide his eyes.
“Bonsoir, Samyaza.”
Even if he had not been almost seven feet tall, Zach would have known him for a Watcher the moment he opened his mouth to speak. His voice resonated throughout Zach’s body in a way that made the hair on his arms stand on end. Sam stepped forward and put his hands on the counter.
“Bonsoir, Penemue. Il a été longtemps.”
The shopkeeper smiled. Zach took in his straight white teeth and unnaturally smooth skin. Penemue's hair was a rich chestnut brown, short at the back and the sides, but longer on top, a swathe falling over the rim of his dark glasses. He could pass for a Parisian movie star or a male model in his smart casual dress if not for the uncanny height, voice, and agelessness. Zach willed the angel to take the shades off so he could see his eyes.
“It has indeed, my friend. Please come through. I was just about to make coffee.” Penemue stood aside and gestured to the back room with a sweep of his arm and a slight bow.
Zach imagined the shopkeeper's height and mannerisms would make him one of the area's more well-known eccentrics.
Zach followed Sam through to the back. There were more shelves here, stuffed with dusty volumes. The walls of the building seemed to be made of books. Thick rugs deadened the sound of their footsteps on the wooden floor. A table and four chairs stood in the centre of the room, and a large, tatty armchair occupied one corner. A kitchenette ran the length of one side and contained a sink and a fridge, as well as a wood-burning stove with a whistling kettle perched on top. The warmth and aroma gave the room a cosy atmosphere. Assorted cups, mugs, and jars cluttered the counter. Penemue took a coffee pot from a cupboard, loaded it with fresh grounds from a tin, and topped it up with boiling water from the stove.
“Please, take a seat,” he said, moving over to the table.
Zach noticed something odd about the way he carried out these actions, but he couldn't put his finger on it at first. He drew up a chair at the table next to Samyaza. Penemue continued fetching cups, spoons, and sugar. It was as he did this, rapidly, but without looking at what he was doing, feeling his way around instead, that Zach realised he was blind.

                                                           About The Author

Katie Young is a writer and occasional zombie movie ‘supporting artiste’. She also works in kids’ TV but wishes she were a rock star. She has various shorts available for download from Ether Books, and features in anthologies from Collaboration of the Dead Press, Angelic Knight Press, Indigo Mosaic, Song Stories Press, Static Movement and Fox Spirit Books. Her story, Atelic, was shortlisted for the 2010 Writers' & Artists' Year Book short fiction prize, and she is a regular contributor to the Are You Sitting Comfortably? story-telling events run by White Rabbit. Katie also writes TV reviews for The Cult Den. The Other Lamb is her first novel. She lives in South East London with her partner and a second-hand cat. She is not a natural redhead.

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