Blog Tour: Outakes from Dreams By Daniela Sacerdoti

Hey Guys So we are last stop on the Dreams blog tour is with ME. We have an awesome Outtake from the book itself!

Expect my review for this awesome book soon! Its out now so go get your hands on it! here is the summary for the book!

You’d never think it could happen to you. You’d never think that one day you’ll stand in a graveyard, rain tapping on a sea of black umbrellas, watching your parents being lowered into the earth, never to come back. It’s happening to me. They said it was an accident. Only I know the truth. My parents were hunters, like their parents and grandparents before them, hundreds of years back, scores of ancestors behind me, fulfilling the same call. I must follow in their footsteps. I am the only one left to keep the promise. I can never give up the fight, this fight that has been handed down to me, thrust upon my unwilling shoulders. I’d rather be buried with my parents, my brave, fierce father and mother, who lived and died by the Midnight motto: Don’t Let Them Roam.

Ever since her thirteenth birthday, seventeen-year-old Sarah Midnight’s dreams have been plagued by demons—but unlike most people’s nightmares, Sarah’s come true. Her dreams guide her parents’ hunt as Sarah remains in bed, terrified but safe, sheltered from the true horrors of the Midnight legacy. But all this is about to change. After the murder of her parents, she is cruelly thrust into a secret world of unimaginable danger as she is forced to take up their mission. Alone and unprepared for the fight that lies before her, Sarah must learn how to use the powers she’s inherited and decide whom to trust before it’s too late.

OUTTAKES

Sean and Sarah’s first encounter

Sean

It was a bit like bungee jumping – when you throw yourself off a cliff tethered to life by a rope and drawn to death by gravity, and there’s always that split second when you think will it hold? Are these my last seconds of my life? And as you see the ground hurling towards you, you think all that took me here, to this moment – all that happened to this point – all of it, was meant to be.

That is how I felt standing in front of Sarah’s door on a misty Scottish night, the cold of the wee small hours of the morning seeping in my bones. There to take Harry Midnight’s identity, to fulfil the mission he had thrust upon me, the only man he could fully trust.

A tall, blonde woman opened the door – someone who looked nothing like Sarah – but I had done my research, I knew who that was.

"Hello, I’m Harry Midnight." The first lie of a long, long series of them. "Thanks for looking after Sarah. Now you can go. Well, get dressed, first." I don’t even know why I went for sarcastic. I should have been reassuring, I suppose – but by then my heart beat so fast with the responsibility, with Harry’s memory, with all that was at stake – that I had become uncharacteristically emotional, and it came out the only way I knew. "Chop chop. Don’t worry, I’m family. We’ll look after each other."

Juliet’s expression was genuinely funny – even if the midst of all the danger, I couldn’t help thinking how strange the whole situation was. The long lost cousin, the estranged young man who comes back and moves in, claiming he’ll be the one to look after Sarah. The clause that James and Anne had left in their will, the one that Sarah told me about – how she was forbidden from living in the Midnight mansion alone – that clause I was grateful for, because it was what convinced Sarah to let me in.

Sarah, who was listening from somewhere along the hall, her shadow cast on the wooden floor – did she think she could hide from me? Not with my Gamekeeper training.

"There is no way I’ll leave her alone with…with you!" Juliet said, and I decided to stop tormenting her.

"No, I suppose not. Well, we can talk about it tomorrow." I said.

The slender shadow on the floor moved – Sarah was getting ready to come out. For some strange reason, my heart started beating faster – as if I felt my very destiny approaching. Did I know, at the time, all that was to happen? Did I know what Sarah was meant to be, for me?

Did I have a hint of how Sarah was meant to tear my soul open and lodge herself in it, never to leave it? Of course I didn’t. And still, my blood was flowing so fast in my veins that I could feel it pounding in my ears like distant drums. Strange how sometimes your body knows that something momentous is about to happen, though your mind doesn’t.

"Harry."

And there she was, Sarah Midnight. The last of the Midnights.

Her voice was low, uncertain – a bit frightened, even. But her eyes looked straight into mine.

She’s strong, I thought at once, one of those thoughts that rise in your consciousness before the mind can fully register them. The pale complexion, the small nose and mouth, the way she kept her chin slightly raised in a gesture of pride and defiance; and those eyes, impossibly green. She’s a Midnight through and through, I thought, a hand squeezing my heart as I remembered the real Harry.

"Come on, we can talk upstairs." She said, and led me into her house, and into her life, and into her heart – and I was never to untie myself, never to be unbound, never again floating alone in a lonely universe.