Running Out of Time
Angie Stanton
(Carillon Time Travel Series, #2)
Publication date: October 10th 2022
Genres: Adult, Romance, Time-Travel
Time shapes those who travel through it.
Running Out of Time is a love story—spanning across decades—of a young man lost in time who risks everything to save a modern-day girl who is trapped in the past. The wrinkle is that he only travels forward and she back, and their sole means of communication is a buried time capsule.
Excerpt
I glance at the infuriating girl out in the middle of the lake, and am incredulous to see her standing up in the boat trying to paddle with one oar. What in God’s name is she doing? I mutter a curse. She will be the death of me yet.
I lower my head and row with all my strength hoping to reach her before she topples into the lake. Then the sky opens up and rain pours down in cold, heavy sheets and the air temperature plummets. Within a minute I’m drenched to the bone.
Finally, I’ve caught up to her and glide my boat up towards hers. She’s entirely soaked, her hair flattened to her scalp, and she’s huddled up, her arms wrapped around herself, her legs bunched close, shivering. She could have died out here.
I am so angry, I yell. “Have you gone daft!”
And she has the audacity to grin.
“Clearly, you have.” I clench my jaw ready to wring her neck but first secure her boat to mine. Then I return my attention to the foolish young woman whose cheeks are chafed and red from the cold. “You think you can climb into my boat?”
“Of course. I’m not helpless,” she yells over the downpour.
I raise an arched brow. Rainwater runs down my face and into my mouth. I spew it out. “I believe you’ve just proven otherwise.”
With one hand I grip the sides of the two rowboats and extend my other. “Take my hand.”
Her expression is a combination of relief and something else. Perhaps it’s determination as this girl is no shrinking violet. She reaches out. I grasp her hand firmly. Despite the rain, wind and rocking of the boats, I notice the delicate hold of her long fingers as she stumbles across the boats in a most unladylike fashion.
I guide her to the bench seat across from me. She’s shivering and pale, and gripping her arms for warmth.
“Are you alright?”
“Never better,” she manages, her teeth chattering.
I strain against the oars, pulling stroke after stroke, my muscles aching from the long trek. The girl, whose name I still have not learned, hasn’t stopped watching me. It’s as if she’s studying a lab specimen. She appears tiny and defenseless in her pretty little dress and shoes that are likely now ruined. With my hands gripping the oars, rain runs freely down my face and into my eyes and mouth.
Suddenly, she smiles, and her face lights up despite the rain and the leaden gray of the sky.
“What is so funny?” I snap between pulls.
“I knew you’d have to talk with me eventually, but I never imagined this is how it happens.”
Angie Stanton is the award winning, best selling author of Don't Call Me Greta, If Ever, Waking in Time, Rock and a Hard Place, Snapshot, Royally Lost, Dream Chaser, Under the Spotlight, Snowed Over, and Love ‘em or Leave ‘em.
A few of her awards include:
If Ever
★ National Readers' Choice Award Winner
★ HOLT Medallion Award Winner
★ Write Touch Readers' Award Winner
Waking in Time:
★ Midwest Book Award Winner
★ National Readers' Choice Award Finalist
Angie has a Journalism degree from the University of Wisconsin. Her books have been translated in German, French, Spanish, and Bulgarian.
A life-long daydreamer, she’s put her talent to use writing contemporary fiction about life, love, and the adventures that follow. In her spare time, Angie loves to sneaks off to enjoy the best live entertainment on earth, Broadway. She is currently working on her next book and is a contributing writer to BroadwayWorld.com.
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ReplyDeleteThe cover of the guy running through the clock really reflects the book title. Love it!
ReplyDeleteThanks Denise!
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