Ember’s New Year’s Eve

There’s no holiday decorations up in the Tesla Institute. There’s been no pause in training or exchanging of silly gifts. I wouldn’t even know what day it is, if not for Ethan and his contagious enthusiasm knocking on my door.
“What are rules for, if not to be broken?” he asks with a devious grin.
I don’t know what to say to that, so I let him drag me off in the middle of the night. I’m still in my soft grey sweatpants and burgundy tank top. My dark hair is coiled into a bun at the top of my head, stray tendrils escaping wildly as we weave through the desolate corridors. It isn’t the first time he’s done this, and I’m sure it won’t be the last.
Outside the Institute the island is deserted. The only sound is the roll and crash of waves hitting shore. I rub the goosebumps off my arms.
I hear the shrill whistle of the firework before I see it.  In the distance the sky erupts in a riot of color. Ethan drapes an arm over my shoulder and we watch until the last rocket explodes in the sky.
“Happy New Year, Ember,” he whispers.
I huff. “Isn’t that a bit redundant, coming from a time traveler?”
Turning to look at him, I see the grin hasn’t left his face. “Maybe.” He looks back to the sky, which has grown dark again. “Are you going to make a resolution?”
I press my mouth into a thin line. “Seems like a silly idea, seeing as I might not make it through the Trials, much less the whole year.”
 “Don’t think like that. The Trials are going to be a snap.” He nudges me, “Besides, Good things are coming our way. I can feel it.”
I follow his gaze across the horizon. The air stirs, blowing through my hair and making me shiver. A feeling of unease sets firmly in my belly.
“Something’s coming, that’s for sure.”
* * *
Extracted_cover_120Welcome to the war.
The Tesla Institute is a premier academy that trains young time travelers called Rifters. Created by Nicola Tesla, the Institute seeks special individuals who can help preserve the time stream against those who try to alter it.
The Hollows are a rogue band of Rifters who tear through time with little care for the consequences. Armed with their own group of lost teens–their …only desire to find Tesla and put an end to his corruption of the time stream.
Torn between them are Lex and Ember, two Rifters with no memories of their life before joining the time war.
When Lex’s girlfriend dies during a mission, the only way he can save her is to retrieve the Dox, a piece of tech which allows Rifters to re-enter their own timeline without collapsing the time stream. But the Dox is hidden deep within the Telsa Institute, which means Lex must go into the enemy camp. It’s there he meets Ember, and the past that was stolen from them both comes flooding back.
Now armed with the truth of who they are, Lex and Ember must work together to save the future before the battle for time destroys them both…again.
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