She was slumped down in the corner, sitting on the floor of my kitchen, a bloody mess. The last time I’d seen her, she’d stabbed me in the leg. “What are you doing here, Kara?” I asked, callous and guarded. “It’s not your blood,” Kara said from behind me, making me jump a foot in the air.

I made my way to the sink, looking for where I’d cut myself when I heard her. It wasn’t until I reached the top of the stairs that I felt something wet on my palm and realized I had blood on my hand. I grabbed the knob and pushed it open with caution, assuming I had forgotten to close it all the way. When I left Cearno’s in a state of half sleep, I found the door to my apartment ajar. While the blog tour is happening, you can get the recently released box set of the books for $.99!

But for Elyse, the game is just beginning – and she’s not entirely willing to play by their rules. Others are determined to keep her from doing just that. Some are waiting for her to put an end to centuries of traditions that have oppressed their people under the guise of safeguarding them. She is one of them, and they have been waiting for her for a long time. There are others like her all over the world, descendants of the very people the Greeks considered gods. Elyse is not the only one keeping secrets.

Now, only one other person in the world knows about her age and ability. After the death of her parents, she’s been careful to keep her secret as closely guarded as possible. For Elyse, these things don’t make her special. Second, that her blood has a mysterious power to heal. First, that she ages five times slower than average people, so that while she looks eighteen years old, she’s closer to eighty. She’s been keeping secrets her whole life. Elyse knows what it means to keep a secret.

Oppression by Jessica Therrien