I published my debut novel MYTHOLOGY not quite a year ago. It all started with a sweet demon as my muse and inspiration, and Micah, a boy with a troubled past and dark future, was born out of my imagination. But more so, he is the one for me who represents the potential for all of us to be more than what we're born into. When Hope first met Micah, she described him as "totally dreamy," and while that was based on her first and lasting impression of him, the fact will always remain that he has been a dream to me, too - and he, Hope, and Jonathan helped me achieve my dream in the form of MYTHOLOGY.
Today, Micah and I are both honored to be featured on the first day of the YA Crush Tourney. We are humbled that readers thought enough of him to nominate him along with all of the other inspiring crushes. We are so thankful for all of you readers who give us love, and we are ever so grateful to our wonderful friend Laura for her advocacy of him and to our street team for the support that they give Micah every day. We are also thankful to have met so many other amazing writers and readers on our journey.
Following is the post by his YA tourney advocate, Laura, including a GIVEAWAY, a PREVIEW of the custom art that will be featured on the cover of my second book of the series, MYTHOLOGY: THE WICKED, and an EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT from book two... And of course, a chance to VOTE HERE.
Thank you for making #TeamMicah possible! Read on...
And now ... LAURA’S POST!
“It’s Micah, and he’s on a black classic Triumph. His golden hair is windblown and tangled. He looks glorious in the sunlight…And I know that his smile is meant for me.”Micah Condie is 6’2” of blonde hair, blue-eyed sexiness. A devoted brother, loyal friend and loving boyfriend, he has the biggest heart of any YA crush I’ve ever read. He isn’t afraid of his feelings, and he will do whatever it takes to protect the people he cares for. The only thing not perfect about him is that he isn’t real, and I can’t tackle hug him and swoon over him in person! But there is more to Micah than heart and looks. You see, Micah is a demon – as in literal, fire-and-brimstone, demon from hell. To survive, he must take souls, and if he doesn’t, he will die. It’s a horrible choice, and it would be so easy for Micah to just give up and be the monster everyone claims he is.
“You can’t reduce me down to that, like I’m some sort of wild animal that only acts on instinct. I made a decision to be with Hope. And she made the same decision to be with me.”Micah doesn’t believe in taking the easy way out. He refuses to accept that he is somehow “destined” to be a bad guy because he was unlucky enough to be born a demon. So instead, he fights. Every day he wages a war with the darkness, battling his own nature for the right to create his own destiny and be with the girl he loves.
(c) 2013 Helen Boswell. Design by B Design, original images by Shannon Eberhard/James Stamos
Micah is the ultimate good bad boy. Yes, he has blackness inside of him, but he won’t yield to it, no matter what. And isn’t that what we all do? We all have our dark sides, and we all strive to be the best person we can be. Micah reminds me of that, and when he wins the fight, it’s like I’m winning too. That’s why I choose him as my YA Crush. Because he is the most real, the most human. Demon darkness and all.
Exclusive excerpt from MYTHOLOGY: THE WICKED. Coming September, 2013.
© 2013 Helen Boswell. Used with permission.
“I’m fine,” she says, a small smile playing on her face.
"Convince me,” I say.
She slides her hands up my chest, around my neck. Her eyes don’t leave mine, the uncertainty of the moment gone for both of us.
We step toward each other at the same time, my arms drawing her even closer at the moment our lips meet. Her mouth opens, lips meld with mine in total perfection, and I take in her breath as my own. I run my hands down to the small of her back, and she knots her fingers in my hair and curves into me. The slight movement of her body pressing against me stirs up an entirely different sort of hunger.
Nothing matters except for her.
A small sound escapes from her throat, and my need ignites like flames against all of the darkness.
Way too soon, the bell rings, totally killing the moment. Doors burst open, and the hallway overflows with people and commotion.
“There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” a voice says.
I groan and press my forehead to Hope’s for just a second before breaking away from her.
“Hey, Sylvia,” she says brightly, linking her fingers with mine. She squeezes my hand before letting go and turns her face up to mine. “See you later.”
Her cheeks are flushed, her lips parted. I let out my breath slowly.
I drag a hand over my face as I watch her leave, the urge to chase her growing exponentially with each step she takes away from me. It’s not just some stupid possessive needy thing. I know she’s mine as much as she knows I’m hers.
But the second she disappears around the corner, the feeling resurfaces. The one that will always stick with me. The one when I thought she was leaving me for good, right after she saved my life last semester. That moment when I was full of regret that I let her down.
Ok folks - now that you have read that you know you want Micah to win right?! So please VOTE HERE - it is only open for 24 hours - and help spread the word. The rafflecopter makes it easy to share links and such. Remember - a winner will only be chosen if he makes it to the next round! AND IT'S INTERNATIONAL. Go go go!
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