“The Devil Knows” is a
paranormal romance-drama. It starts off with Megan learning that her best
friend since birth has been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Megan’s life is
then consumed by the drive to find a way to save Anya. She scours the internet
looking for medical answers, as well as those that seem far-fetched and
impossible.
Soon, her computer leads her to the possibility of making
a deal with the devil. Megan wonders if it’s even possible for her to give up
her soul to save Anya. Not knowing where to begin, she soon discovers clues and
signs that seem to be left for her, which leads her to an occult shop where she
tries to find some answers.
But it doesn’t take long for Anya to get worse, as it
seems each day her condition deteriorates. Even the doctors are baffled by the
progression of the cancer, as it’s much more aggressive than anticipated.
During a trip to the emergency room with Anya, Megan meets Dr. Carson who is Anya’s
attending physician.
Quickly a spark between Megan and the doctor ignites,
even though there appears to be something that just isn’t right about the
emergency room doctor. Besides he treated Anya, so that makes Megan feels
weird. Plus there is the fact that she’s been thinking about selling her soul,
so a relationship is the last thing on Megan’s mind! But after a few
encounters, Megan realizes that Jeremiah Carson may not be exactly who he has
portrayed himself to be.
Who holds the answers to curing Anya? Could Megan really
sell her soul when it comes down to it? Only the devil knows…
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ABOUT the AUTHOR:
K.C.
grew up in a small town in Northeastern PA, she still lives close to her
hometown, remaining close with her friends and family. She has been writing
since a young age, and always wanted to be a writer. Before now, she focused on
poetry and short stories. The Devil Knows is her debut novel, and was
written after K.C. found out that a family friend was diagnosed with cancer.
With
lots of projects in the works, she is hoping to release her second novel this
summer. You can look for her YA apocalyptic trilogy, Eternal Trilogy
(with a few additional shorts), and a YA paranormal mystery.
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Excerpt One:
"Are
they talking about admitting her?" Megan asked, trying to keep the horror
out of her voice. From their conversations the doctors hadn't thought hospitalization
would be necessary and she could receive her chemo as an outpatient. If the
emergency room doctors were considering hospitalization for anything other than
dehydration and nausea, then Anya was not in good shape. If so, all the
optimism and perky tones in the world wouldn't do her any good.
"I
don't know," Bryan repeated, clearly frustrated. "I don't think the
doctors know!"
"Okay,
okay," Megan said, trying to calm Bryan down. "I'll be there soon.
Let her know, okay?"
"Yeah,"
he said weakly and mumbled that he needed to go and he'd see her soon.
The
phone clicked, signaling the call was disconnected and Megan had to fight the
urge to put her head back and close her eyes as she merged onto the interstate.
Thankfully the rush hour traffic was dissipating.
Minutes
later Megan was maneuvering through downtown, silently cursing every red light.
She had been able to see the hospital since she exited the interstate and was
anxious to reach her destination.
Finally,
the light turned and car in front of her rolled through the intersection. Megan
made her right turn into the hospital parking garage and felt her pulse begin
to race.
It
wasn't fear of being too late, but the fear the unknown. Having just seen Anya
earlier, Megan wasn't sure what kind of state her best friend was going to be
in.
The
parking garage was across the street from the hospital and Megan collected the
ticket so she could proceed further into the underbelly of the garage and begin
her hunt for a space.
Parking was a
nightmare—almost as bad as the ones she had been suffering at night. She
reached the third level before she found a parking spot in a distant corner of
the garage. She quickly trotted to the elevator, waited for what felt like
hours, and wrote it down to street level.
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