Semi Short chic: Cover Reveal: Such a Secret Place by Cortney Pearson

Who is ready for a cover to reveal! Today I'm doing one for Cortney Pearson's latest, Such A Secret Place!
A while back I introduced you to her book Phobic.
THIS is nothing like that, but it's still absolutely amazing.

Let's take a look at the author of this book, Cortney Pearson.

Cortney is a book nerd who studied literature at BYU-Idaho, a music nerd who plays clarinet in her local community orchestra, and a writing nerd who creates stories for young adults. She lives with her husband and three sons in a small Idaho farm town.

Follow Cortney on her pages
https://www.facebook.com/cor2ney
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http://www.cortneypearson.com/

Book Synopsis:

Raids splatter across the news--Arcaian soldiers are stealing magic left and right, using it against the people they steal it from.

When sixteen-year-old Ambry Csille's brother gets taken in one of these raids, her utter fear and panic should be enough to invoke tears in any normal world. But for Ambry, tears are a thing of the past.

Because of a spell, people can no longer feel emotion; not enough to cry, and definitely not enough to defend themselves against the tyrannical soldiers stealing her people’s magic. A rare vial of enchanted tears chooses Ambry to reverse the spell, and soon she finds herself the target not only of the Arcaians, but of battle-scarred Talon Haraway, who wants the tears for his own reasons.

All Ambry wants is to rescue her brother, but when her tears get stolen, Ambry determines to work with Talon to get them back. Any day the Arcaians could drink her tears. Any day they’ll succeed at draining her people's magic completely, and all hope will be gone—not only for her brother, but for her world.

And now for a TEASER:

“She has the tears, Shasa.” His voice is soft, almost apologetic. Tender, even.

I cling harder to the tree. He told her. After I asked him not to. I don’t know who this girl is, that on the instant of meeting her he answers her questions far more readily than he ever did mine. A dull ache pounds in my temples.

“Are you serious?” she asks.

A struggle ensues like he’s holding her back. Twigs and leave crunch again, and there’s a loud crack as if a branch has been broken from a tree.

“No. Leave her alone.” Talon’s voice is embedded with the agitation I’ve been expecting. “They call to Ambry, Shasa.”

“Take them from her! You’re strong, what’s your problem?”

“I tried. I can’t do it.”

“How do you know?” she asks, sounding as if she doesn’t want to believe him.

“I’ve tried to hold them, and they wouldn’t let me be until they were in her hands.”

Shasa guffaws and leaves crunch. “Don’t be ridiculous. They’re tears.”

My pocket burns. I cup my hand to it.

“They’re not like other tears,” he says.

Are you ready to see the cover!?!
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