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Science Fantasy Book Spotlight! Chaos (un)Controlled by Tael @truthtrebles


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YA/Science Fiction/Fantasy/Contemporary


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Self-contained Rixa Storms can’t wait to escape the pressures of her mother’s religious, controlling thumb. Fleeing to college seems to be her only escape route, until she stumbles upon an opportunity to learn a unique power in a world called University Heights. But this unexpected ‘freedom’ she thinks she’s achieved holds a murky truth below its polished surface, and Rixa uncovers oppressive secrets the school has kept buried for years. As real and surreal worlds collide, and the pressure reaches a dangerous boiling point, Rixa realizes she may need to reassess what is truly shackling her—or risk being consumed by her awakened abilities.

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She snapped her fingers and summoned a cloud, sidestepping Charon onto its surface and taking off. She squinted against the force of the wind velocity, shot her hand up in the air and summoned a hailstorm of stalactites with all of her might.
Without missing a beat or slowing down, she bent down to slap the surface of the cloud. The plummeting stalactites froze, flipped, then ascended with the same velocity. They would have to come down at some point after she passed and Charon could deal with that.
She felt the power surging through her fingers; the cool mist shuddering off her form. Maybe she was angry. Charon’s methods of instruction were harsher than Azu’s and maybe he’d hurt her feelings.
Like a conductor, she swept her hands two and fro, leading the icicles in all directions. Up, down, sideways, circling, scattering.
When she suddenly lost their control and they shot toward her as a unit, she didn’t blink or pause. She weaved, sent her cloud in a downward arc, and made her getaway as the horde pursued her.
Charon smirked magnificently as he controlled the chase. Her controlled rage was his living soul’s best motivator.


About the Author:

tael

Urban ninja and New York lover, I blended my top hobbies into Chaos (un)Controlled: reading, writing, and gaming. Quality graffiti being my favorite form of visual art, I lamented the loss of 5PTZ. My humble writing qualifications include a Bachelor’s in Journalism, membership in poetry circles, and a strong-willed determination and passion. “Truth Trebles” by definition is “Truth Resounds the Loudest.” As a verb, it echoes; as a noun, it refers to a harsh reality that no one wants to hear. Fun-fact: I don’t own an e-reader. I still like to feel the book in my hands and smell the pages. I’m running out of shelf-space.

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Young Adult Science Fiction Feature: Age of Order by Julian North @jnorthauthorAOE


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Young Adult, Science Fiction, Dystopian


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Release Date: 2/6/17

Inequality is a science. Giant machines maintain order. All people are not created equal.

Daniela Machado is offered a chance to escape the deprivation of Bronx City through a coveted slot at the elite Tuck School. There, among the highborn of Manhattan, she discovers an unimaginable world of splendor and greed. But her opportunity is part of a darker plan, and Daniela soon learns that those at society’s apex will stop at nothing to keep power for themselves. She may have a chance to change the world, if it doesn’t change her first.

Age of Order is a novel that explores the meaning of merit and inequality. Fans of the Hunger Games, Red Rising, and Divergent will enjoy this world of deception and intrigue, where the downtrodden must fight for a better future.

“Both YA and adult readers will be transfixed by this novel” — Kirkus (Starred Review)

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CHAPTER ONE

A gunshot pierced the night.

A hollow ring echoed in its wake. The sound was familiar: the bullet had struck the impenetrable armor of an enforcement drone. The noise declared that anyone within earshot should flee the tattered streets. Most of the denizens of the barrio heeded the warning. A few did not. I joined the tide of those that ran.

The machine rolled onto the avenue like a wolf among sheep. Flashing globes scrutinized the scene beneath the drone’s rotating turret, an artificial gaze seeing, recording, targeting. Caterpillar-tracked wheels dragged the metal monster’s alloy chassis across the cracked asphalt, its bulk brimming with spray guns, antennas, jammers and the devil knew what else.

“You are ordered to clear the streets and return to your homes,” commanded a reverberating voice. “The Five Cities Protection Authority has authorized the use of corrective force to restore calm to this area.”

Another machine appeared behind the first, a bitter twin of its companion. A dozen rays of light flickered from the monstrosities, forming a latticework of ominous crimson. A beam grazed my back. It caused a hint of heat on my spine, but a torrent of terror in my heart. The warning was clear: We know who you are, Daniela Machado. You are dead if we wish it.

I ran faster, cutting in front of the ragged shell of a man galloping beside me. He was a dweller of the barrio: hopeless eyes, gaunt arms, and a torn, sleeveless undershirt. I dashed across the street, putting his body in the path of the finder beam that had glued itself to my backside. I felt guilty about it. But people needed me. That was life in my part of the Five Cities.

“Puta,” he shouted when he realized what I’d done. He reached for my mane of ink-dark hair, its mass woven into a tight tail behind my head, but only his fingertips brushed against me. I was always fast—faster than anyone else on my school’s track team. Faster even than the boys. Long legs and a lean frame helped.

I dashed towards the dilapidated collection of storefronts hugging the fringes of the worn avenue, the rusted metal gates firmly closed, lean-to homes piled on their concrete roofs. Makeshift cardboard dwellings crowded the sidewalk. I ran for one of the lightless alleys between the buildings. Lurkers lived in those narrow corridors as surely as rats lived in the sewer, but I’d rather face them than the machines. I leaped towards the darkness.

A finder beam latched onto me as I sailed through the air, the comparative safety of the alley as tantalizingly close as candy in a shop window. I imagined the tight little dot on my leg, hot and hungry. I could almost touch the alley wall. But not quite. The hulking metal slave fired.


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About the Author:

julian north

I’ve been writing since I could grab a pencil (remember those?) Then I had kids. Not much time for writing anymore. Until they started school… in New York City. I’m not from here, and the tumult of that experience inspired me. AGE OF ORDER grew from frustration, anger, and hope. Now I write what I’m feeling, and let the rest flow from there. Join my mailing list at www.juliannorth.com to recieve a free short story set in the same world as AGE OF ORDER.

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Young Adult Fiction Feature: Ndura. Son of the forest. by Javier Salazar Calle @Jsalazarcalle


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Young Adult Fiction


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Chosen as best young adult fiction novel for 2014 in Spain!

When a common normal person, anyone of us, suddenly finds himself or herself in a life-and-death situation in the middle of the forest, would he or she know how to survive?

This is the simple dilemma that is offered to the protagonist of our story, who, returning from a relaxing holiday in Namibia on a typical photographic safari, is involved in an unexpected extreme survival situation in the Ituri forest, in the Republic of Congo in Africa when the plane he was in gets shot down by rebels. A place where Nature is not the only enemy and where survival is not the only problem.

A classic scented adventure which makes this book the perfect place to escape reality and feel within you, the anguish and despair of the hero while facing the challenges he is presented with. This book smoothly blends emotion and tension when faced with the challenge to survive, but also the psychological degradation of the protagonist throughout the story and an in-depth study on the environment, the animals, the plants as well as the people, that the author carried out. It also teaches us that our perception of where our limits lie are usually wrong, sometimes for better and sometimes for worse.

This novel comes highly recommended.

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About the Author:

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Javier Salazar Calle was born in Madrid on July 29, 1976. He is majored in Business Administration and Computer Engineering and has always worked in the banking world. When he was younger he mostly wrote short stories, but later moved on to the world of micro-stories, several of whom , including some poems , have been published in various contests.

“Ndura. Son of the forest” is his first book (voted best young adult fiction for 2014), his second book was “Use LinkedIn as if you were an expert” and he has just published his thrid book “Sumalee. Stories of Trakaul”, a drama one with detective and romantic plots.

He is characterized by the versatility of the topics he addresses and by the prior meticulous investigation labor he carries out before writing his books.

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Javier Salazar Calle nació en Madrid el 29 de julio de 1976. Licenciado en Administración y Dirección de Empresas e Ingeniero Informático, siempre ha trabajado en temas relacionados con la banca. De joven se dedicó a escribir sobre todo relatos cortos, pero pronto pasó al mundo de los microrrelatos, varios de los cuales, incluidas algunas poesías, han sido publicados en diversos concursos.

“Ndura. Hijo de la selva” es su primer libro (elegida mejor novela juvenil de 2014 por el periódico El Economista), el segundo es “Usa LinkedIn como si fueras un experto” y acaba de publicar su tercero, “Sumalee. Historias de Trakaul”, un drama con tintes policíacos y románticos.

Se caracteriza por la versatilidad de las temáticas que trata y por la cuidadosa labor de documentación previa que hace en sus obras.


Mystery Feature: In the Graveyard Antemortem by Stephen Stromp @StephenStromp


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Mystery, Suspense, Horror, Young Adult


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“An engaging, creepy mystery packed with emotion and heart. A fun novel with just the right amount of darkness.” - Scream Magazine

Winner of Amazon’s reader-powered Kindle Scout program. Seventeen-year-old Lisa Jacobs is determined to solve her father’s gruesome murder. But before she can investigate in her own small town, she is forced to spend the summer with her Uncle Clayton, the owner of Grand Hallow–a massive funeral and mortuary operation the size of a small city. Her move to Grand Hallow only deepens the mystery as she begins to suspect the strange and chilling occurrences there are linked to her father’s death. With the help of her acid-tongued best friend and deadbeat brother, Lisa must unravel the secrets of Grand Hallow–before it’s too late. In the Graveyard Antemortem is a mystery/suspense novel with a healthy dash of horror.

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Without warning, I felt a hand grasp my shoulder. “It’s the morgue,” said a deep voice directly behind me. Startled, I spun around to see a man who looked remarkably like my dad. The resemblance took my breath away. He smiled cautiously. It was my dad’s smile, the one that formed into a mischievous smirk no matter if any mischief was in fact intended. He had his same soft facial features, his salt-and-pepper hair, and his hazel eyes. It was uncanny. It was as if I were looking at my father all spruced up for a graduation or wedding, wearing a suit and clean-shaven. Only it wasn’t him. Just some pieces of his DNA. He held out his hand. And as I shook it, life came back to my stunned lungs. “Hello, Lisa. I’m Clayton.” He cleared his throat apprehensively. “Your Uncle Clayton.”
“Hello,” I replied meekly. “Thank you for all of this. I mean, taking care of my dad’s funeral.”
“It’s the least I could do,” he said while wringing his hands.
“You’re telling me,” snapped Tina. “A room next to the morgue?”
“I do apologize about that. If you and your friend would be more comfortable—”
“It’s fine,” I assured him. He adjusted his collar and looked down the hall behind him as if someone were watching from the shadows. He was pleasant, yet seemed preoccupied, his eyes shifting every which way. It could’ve just been his nerves. I imagined he was just as nervous meeting me as I was meeting him. Yet it also could’ve been because he was simply incredibly busy with the responsibilities that came with running such an enormous and complex place.
“So.” Tina couldn’t help herself. “Why did you want Lisa here so bad? She was just fine in Ruthsford, ya know.”
“Tina!” I protested, secretly wanting to hear his answer.


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About the Author:

stephen-stromp

My stories tend to have a dark twist. And I like to mix different genres depending on where the story takes me. I wrote a short novel titled ‘Cracking Grace,’ a dark fantasy that explores relationships, loss and spirituality. ‘In the Graveyard Antemortem’ is a mix of mystery, suspense and horror. Join my email list at www.stephenstromp.com to keep up-to-date on my new releases.

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Young Adult Book Feature: FunGirl by Sheila Michelle


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Teen/Young Adult, Mystery, Mystery/Suspense


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Felicity Gains lives up to her name. As a 17-year-old high school senior, she has the world at her feet, and to her this means that she has everything to gain in her own selfish, conceited world, and does whatever she has to do to keep having the two things that are the most important to her — fun and attention, as well as living in the moment now. But she likes to have fun at other people’s expense, and always strives to get the kind of attention she feels that she’s entitled to at whatever cost, and that includes not caring about who she hurts in the process because she accepts no responsibility for what she does, and doesn’t listen to her best friend Erin, who tries to talk to her about her illicit behavior and the consequences of it — but it’s useless.

Felicity is a self-proclaimed fun girl and is beautiful but not too intelligent, and definitely unapologetic about what her idea of fun really is. And even though she wants everyone to see her as this type of girl, everyone who knows her — and even those who don’t know her — will never see her this way, and because of this, she has the real reputation of being a type of girl that no girl would want to have her name associated with. But since she only cares about herself and not how she treats others, she gets herself into too many incidents to count, but there’s one incident that she may never get out of, and two restless cops are in a race against time to see who could be involved in this particular incident before it’s too late, and they have too many suspects that Felicity has caused nonsense to and too many motives to count. But most of their suspects are using two interesting words that describe Felicity’s character, and this really has them thinking about this whole investigation. But then the investigation takes a turn in a way that no one is expecting, and foreshadows an outcome that no one saw coming as some wonder what really happened.

FunGirl is the first book in the FunGirl series.

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Erin Tillman, Felicity’s best friend: “Why wouldn’t he be serious about things, Felicity? He knows that not everything is fun and games, and I think that’s a good thing. One day, we’re all gonna have to grow up and face the not-so-fun times way more than the fun times. We can’t live our lives just striving for fun and attention all of the time because that can only go so far.”

“It can go as far as someone would want it to go,” Felicity said. “I’m living in the moment now. I’m not even thinking about a year from now. This is the time to have fun. This is the time to want attention. Why the hell would I wait until I’m too old to have fun and get attention? Let’s face it, I’m not gonna look like this twenty, thirty years from now so I wanna take advantage of how it is for me right now.”

“I can understand that, Felicity, but it’s the way you go about it.”

“And what way is that?”

“Your need for attention and having fun is bringing more negativity to it than anything, you have to admit that.”

Felicity glared at her as she sipped her soda; she put it down. “And how is it negative, Erin?”

“It’s negative because you wanna have fun at other people’s expense. You like to flirt with guys who have girlfriends, and love it when these girls get mad. You want this attention from these guys and they think that you really like them and they wanna get to know you more, but then you tell them that you have a boyfriend so that’s not possible.”


About the Author:

Sheila Michelle is a full-time writer and writes both young adult and adult commercial fiction. She’s a Wisconsin native and lives in Las Vegas, Nevada.