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YOUNG ADULT PARANORMAL ROMANCE/SCI-FI/FANTASY

Dominique is still alive after killing Tavion, the Tainted who’s hunted her for lifetimes. Yet her protectors still fear for her life. They force her to flee Houston and abandon the friends she loves. But they can’t protect her from herself. When Dominique starts hearing Tavion’s voice in her head, she realizes that her personal connection to the Tainted still exists. And when her car is ambushed, she discovers another frightening truth—someone close to her is a traitor.

Desperate for answers, Dominique seeks the aid of first lifers Trent and Infiniti. With their help, she hopes to find her new enemy. But things get complicated with Trent because of her emotional pull toward Farrell, and even more complicated when the whispers in her head threaten her loved ones. Determined to live, Dominique decides to make a final stand against the forces that want to end her. For good.

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Praise for Final Life…

“Rose Garcia will explode your mind with action packed scenes and emotional turmoil.” - Moonlight Book Reviews

“The whole transhuman concept had the whole Sci-Fi/Fantasy element going on, yet Rose Garcia has written it in a way that is both fresh and believable, with the classic good versus evil theme incorporated.” - Always YA at Heart

“Final Life is filled with magical moments, heart aching moments, action, and suspense. I look forward to the next chapter of Dominique’s story.” - WinterHaven Books

FINAL STAND Excerpt

Cold seeped into my tired and achy bones as we drove away from our Houston home for the last time. Rain drizzled against the car windows. Thick, gray clouds filled the sky. The humming of the car lulled my mind until it became lost in the memory of the last two months.

My parents were Transhumans, or energy beings known as Pures, part of a race of humans that existed before mankind. Tavion, an evil Transhuman and leader of the Tainted, had marked me for death. He had even killed me in each of my past lives, but in this life, my final life, I had defeated him. And even though I had won, I didn’t feel like the winner. Instead, I felt empty. Lost. Like I wasn’t me anymore. Because I wasn’t. Too much had happened. Too many had died—because of me.

“You okay?” Farrell whispered.

I studied his perfectly angular features and sympathetic green eyes before shifting away and staring out the backseat window. According to Farrell, in each of my eight lives he’d fallen in love with me, and I had loved him back. But I didn’t remember any of it. Even though flashes of memories of him would come to me now and again, and strong emotions for him had bubbled to the surface, they didn’t belong to me. Instead, they belonged to another version of me. Someone who didn’t exist anymore.

“I’m fine,” I muttered. I ran my fingertips over the rough bandages that covered my hand, my dry skin catching on the fabric. The only me that existed was the one who had sliced open her hand, covered her dagger with her blood, and plunged it into Tavion’s chest and killed him; the one who had shared a passionate kiss with Trent Avila—a normal guy I’d never see again. I closed my eyes for a moment and pictured his face in my mind. Tan skin, brown hair with long bangs that hung into his deep blue eyes. His grandmother had given me the bloodstone cross that hung around my neck, and without it, I wouldn’t have been able to defeat Tavion. Sadly, Trent would never know because Farrell had erased his memory.

Memory erased… That was it! A sliver of hope sprang in me. I’d ask Farrell to do that to me—wipe my mind. After all, he was my protector, and if erasing my life and starting over would help me, he’d have to do it. I snuck a glance his way. He rubbed his hands on his jeans and grabbed his knees. Emotional pain etched across his face. If only he didn’t remember our past lives, our lost love, things would be easier for him. But he remembered everything, they all did. I was the only one who didn’t. And that’s when it hit me. He needed his memory erased, too. Like the Men in Black movies. Flash a bright light in our eyes, insert a new memory, and live happily ever after.

If only…

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