Firstlife
Tenley "Ten" Lockwood has spent the past thirteen months locked inside the Prynne Asylum. The reason? Her refusal to let her parents choose where she'll live after she dies…There is an eternal truth most of the world has come to accept: Firstlife is merely a dress rehearsal, and real life begins after death.In the Everlife, two realms are in power: Troika and Myriad, longtime enemies and deadly rivals. Both will do anything to recruit Ten, including sending their top Laborers to lure her to their side. Soon, Ten finds herself on the run, caught in a wild tug-of-war between the two realms who will do anything to win the right to her soul. Who can she trust? And what if the realm she's drawn to isn't where the boy she's falling for lives? She just has to stay alive long enough to make a decision…
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Iâve been told history is written by survivors. But I know that isnât always true. My name is Tenley Lockwood, and very soon, Iâll be dead. This is my storyâbut the end is only the beginning.
Tenley âTenâ Lockwood is an average seventeen-year-old girl...who has spent the past thirteen months locked inside the Prynne Asylum. The reason? Not her obsession with numbers, but her refusal to let her parents choose where sheâll liveâafter she dies.
There is an eternal truth most of the world has come to accept: Firstlife is merely a dress rehearsal, and real life begins after death.
In the Everlife, two realms are in power: Troika and Myriad, longtime enemies and deadly rivals. Both will do anything to recruit Ten, including sending their top Laborers to lure her to their side. Soon, Ten finds herself on the run, caught in a wild tug-of-war between the two realms that will do anything to win the right to her soul. Who can she trust? And what if the realm sheâs drawn to isnât home to the boy sheâs falling for? She just has to stay alive long enough to make a decision...
To God and His dear Son, for inspiration (Luke 10:2, Mark 3:24) and boundless love (John 3:16).
To Pennye Edwards, for being one of the great loves of my life.
To Wendy Higgins, for the beta read and awesome feedback.
To Katie McGarry, for the perfect email at the perfect time.
To Roxanne St. Claire, my sister, my friend, my love, for the encouragement and support.
To Jill Monroe, the bestest best friend a girl could have, for just about everything. You make life better. (PS: I hid your name in the middle to ensure youâd have to search for it because Iâm the nerdiest best friend, hahaha.)
To Kresley Cole, P.C. and Kristin Cast and Sarah Maas, for being the most fun people on the planet.
To Mike and Vicki Tolbert, Shane Tolbert, Shonna Hurt and Michelle Quine, for putting up with me. God really blessed you when He gifted you with me. Fine. He blessed me when He gifted me with you.
To Max, Riley and Victoria, for being you. I love you, always and forever.
To Deirde Knight, my agent, for believing in this series as strongly as I do.
To Lauren Smulski, for the read and amazing feedback.
To Natashya Wilson, my editor, for seeing a diamond in the lump of coal I originally sent you. Your guidance has been invaluable, and your love for the book/series a true treasure. You helped me in so many ways Iâd need to write a new book just to list them all. Youâve always worked hard for me and always offered the most amazing suggestions, but this time, you surpassed yourself. Thank you!
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.
âCHARLES DICKENS, A TALE OF TWO CITIES
TROIKA
From: A_P_5/23.43.2
To: L_N_3/19.1.1
Subject: Tenley Lockwood
Duuude. A heads-up would have been nice. Can you say whack shack?
If you failed to read my dossier, Nanne, Iâm happy to bring you up to date on the highlights. Iâm a well-trained and vastly decorated Laborer. Victory might as well be my middle name. What Iâm not: a babysitter. Watching Tenley Lockwood is a waste of my many talents.
Oh, AND DID I FORGET TO MENTION SHEâS IN A WHACK SHACK??
With all due respect, Iâd rather fish out my internal organs with a coat hanger than stay here. Iâm officially requesting a transfer.
Light Brings Sight!
Archer Prince
TROIKA
From: L_N_3/19.1.1
To: A_P_5/23.43.2
Subject: Officially Denied
Mr. Prince,
Iâm not your duuude. Iâm your superior. You will only ever address me by my proper rank: General. Or the always appropriate sir.
You were selected for this mission for two very important reasons. You are young and (obviously) immature. Offense intended. Our older Laborers had trouble relating to Miss Lockwood, but you should fit right in.
On that note, continue âbabysittingâ Miss Lockwood, or Iâll fish out your organs for you.
Also, I expect daily reports. Iâm not overstating when I say convincing her to make covenant with our realm is essential.
Light Brings Sight!
General Levi Nanne
TROIKA
From: A_P_5/23.43.2
To: L_N_3/19.1.1
Subject: You Suck (& Iâm WAY Mature)
Dear Sir,
Laborer is below your pay grade, but arenât you one of those âolderâ gents who failed with the girl? Just checking. (And prepping you for the time I succeed and rub it in your face.)
