Make sure to clean up your messes.
Keep the cat in the house.
Fraternal twins Nate and Larissa Pantera know all about strange rules. They've grown up with plenty of them, and they have always obeyed those rules without question
However, disturbing things are starting to happen--both at home and at school. And when their parents go missing and a strange messenger appears, they discover that the only way to save them is by breaking all the rules.
Interlopers: A Shifters Novel is the thrilling fantasy adventure. Fans of YA fantasy, such as Harry Potter and Percy Jackson, love this new series about the Pantera twins, who discover that everything they thought they knew is only the beginning of the truth.
L. M. Davis loves great storytelling. She needs nothing more than a good book and a comfy chair to be happy. She was born in the south, raised in the north, and has several English degrees under her belt. She currently lives in Atlanta and is contemplating getting a cat. It will probably be black. The first two books of her Shifters Novel series, Interlopers and Posers, are available now.
So much of YA is filled with these kids that are not "average" but they have no idea that they are special. I wanted to write about a different kind of character who knows and has always known that he is different. In fact, his "specialness" has been the defining feature of his life. But here and throughout the series really, I was thinking about that idea of "with great power come great responsibility." In Nate and Larissa's world, part of that responsibility in keeping their peculiarities a secret from the world.
Interlopers: A Shifters Novel
Just as he was about
to turn back to the bus he heard it. Turning around, he
saw his best friend Eric leaping from the bottom stair of the bus
towards him. Instinctively, he took a step to the side,
moving out of Eric’s trajectory. Then Nate watched,
horrified, as Eric sailed forward and right toward a massive tree
trunk. The impulsive boy was nearly horizontal in the air,
and now that Nate had moved, there was nothing to stop his
momentum. If someone didn’t do something, and quick, his
friend was going to get really hurt.
Without any further thought, Nate dropped his
stuff and raced forward, reaching out to grab Eric around the
waist. Wrapping his arms around his friend, he dug his heels
into the ground, stopping the boy, who outweighed him by a good
fifteen pounds, mid-flight. Ever aware of how strange his
actions might look, he took a few unnecessary and stumbling steps,
as though Eric’s weight was almost more than he could bear, before
gingerly lowering the boy to the ground and setting him on his
feet. All of this happened within the space of
“What are you? Some kind of superhero? How on
earth did you do that?” Nate looked quickly over his shoulder to
see his other best friend staring in shock and amazement at what
had just happened.
Luckily, Ray was the only one staring. The
school bus doors had closed, and the yellow vehicle was already
chugging away down the street.
“Adrenaline, I guess,” he replied, saying the
first thing that came to his mind. Nate met Ray’s curious
eyes for a moment before turning away. He closed his eyes and
took several deep breaths, trying to clear his mind of the scolding
voices that suddenly filled his head.
“You must always be careful.” This was his
father. Along with the warning, an image of his father
promptly appeared, his gaze stern and his eyeglasses, which were
really just for show, perched at the tip of his nose in typical
“No one can know.” That voice belonged to
his mother. Her voice was soft and vaguely urgent. Her
image sprang to his mind even as his father’s faded.