The Soul Thief
The Angel of Death Series # 1
By- Majanka Verstraete
Genre- YA Paranormal
Published By- Booktrope Publishing
Published On- November 11, 2014
When sixteen-year-old Riley is injured in a car crash and sees a girl stealing a boy’s soul, she’s convinced she’s hallucinating. But when she sees the same girl at the hospital later, she knows she wasn’t dreaming. That’s when Riley learns her secret heritage and who she really is: a halfling Angel of Death.
Riley must come to terms with her new reality and supernatural abilities, but before she can do this, girls her age start dying in mysterious circumstances. It’s up to Riley to figure out why, what the innocent victims have in common, and what she can do to stop them.
“I can’t believe you never told me.” The betrayal stung, and red hot, flaring anger soared through my body. I wanted to hit some-thing. Someone. “And I can’t wrap my head around how all of this can be real.”
We talked for a bit longer, Gran mostly explaining her reasons why she never told me — which in my mind translated as utter non-sense — and me thinking about how I was going to handle all this.
When the Council declared me a Halfling, I was so surprised that I didn’t stop to think about how it was possible part of me was an Angel of Death. But now that I knew the truth, I wish I didn’t.
After what seemed like an eternity, but probably only lasted fifteen minutes, Gran and I resurfaced from the basement. We climbed the steep stairs to her kitchen. The aroma of freshly-cooked spaghetti greeted us, but the bump in my stomach was so large and twisted that the thought of food made me want to throw up.
“Are you all right, kiddo?” Dad asked after one look on my face. “You’re very pale.”
I shrugged. “Heavy lifting probably isn’t a good idea when you’ve just had a concussion.”
Mom started scolding Gran for letting me do hard work while being ill, but I couldn’t even take any pleasure from that. Usually it was hilarious when Mom scolded Gran because Gran did all sorts of childish stuff in response, like rolling her eyes, walking away or simply going ‘blah blah blah’. She did so now as well, grimacing and mouthing ‘blah blah’ behind my Mom’s back.
Cassie laughed. She pointed at Gran and looked at me, as if wondering why I didn’t laugh as well.
I sat down at the kitchen table and ruffled through my sister’s hair. Half-sister actually, I guess.
My entire life was a lie and I couldn’t tell anyone.
Majanka Verstraete begged her Mom to teach her how to read while she was still in kindergarten. By the time she finished fifth grade, she had read through the entire children’s section of her hometown library.
She wrote her first story when she was seven years old, and hasn’t stopped writing since. With an imagination that never sleeps, and hundreds of possible book characters screaming for her attention, writing is more than a passion for her.
She writes about all things supernatural for children of all ages. She’s tried to write contemporary novels before, but something paranormal always manages to crawl in.
Majanka is currently studying for her Master of Laws degree, and hopes one day to be able to combine her passions for law and writing. When she’s not writing, reading or studying, she likes watching “The Vampire Diaries” and “Game of Thrones,” spending time with her friends, or playing “World of Warcraft.”