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Tuesday, July 13, 2021

Release Day Blitz- IN THE SHADOWS OF THE CITIES by @LaurelS0708 With An Excerpt & #Giveaway! @RockstarBkTours

I am so excited that IN THE SHADOWS OF THE CITIES by Laurel Solorzano is available now and that I get to share the news!

If you haven’t yet heard about this wonderful book, be sure to check out all the details below.

This blitz also includes a giveaway for some AWESOME prizes courtesy of Laurel, & Rockstar Book Tours. So if you’d like a chance to win, check out the giveaway info below.

 

About The Book:

Title: IN THE SHADOWS OF THE CITIES

Author: Laurel Solorzano

Pub. Date: July 13, 2021

Publisher: Morgan James Fiction

Pages: 260

Formats: Paperback 7/13/21, eBook available now!

Find it: Goodreads, Amazon, Kindle, B&N, Kobo, TBD, Bookshop.org

Scarlett would never kill her best friend, perhaps a Citizen if the situation called for it, but never Rhys. There are quite a few rules in the training center, but a few are the kind that are never broken.

1. Greens are not sent into Cities without officially being promoted to Blue.

2. Blues don’t kill each other.

So why is Scarlett being sent into a City without the proper training? And why does a bizarre, elderly male say Scarlett will kill Rhys? In the Shadow of the Cities details Scarlett’s life in the training center before she is pulled unexpectedly into City life. Without the proper training, she is confused about these things called “families” and why the Citizens aren’t grateful that she is keeping them safe.

In this dystopian novel, In the Shadow of the Cities, the story is told not from a Citizen’s point of view but from a Guard’s. Why do the guards seem to tirelessly obey the government? How can they gun down Citizens mercilessly? Find out as you follow Scarlett on her journey into the Cities.

 

Book Trailer:


 

Excerpt

Chapter 1

Scarlett stared out the window of her history class. 

The Blue droned on at the front of the room, but Scarlett hated the story of the Government, not that she would dare say as much aloud. Blah, blah, blah. Citizens couldn’t be trusted to share. Blah, blah, blah. They had been organized according to abilities and were allowed to live their best lives as long as they followed the rules. Blah, blah, blah.

Scarlett had never seen one of these Citizens, but she had been shown many pictures. They looked just like her, except for the fact they weren’t as intelligent. But that wasn’t always something you could see. 

Scarlett shifted to a more comfortable position in her chair and dared a glance over her shoulder at Jaylin. Jaylin was staring intently at the Blue as though they hadn’t been told this same story before, as though she might absorb some detail that she had missed during another account. 

Scarlett sighed softly as her mind turned to what she would do when she was finished with her classes for the day. She had exactly two hours of free time before dinner. Free time was the only chance she would have to see Rhys because males and females weren’t often allowed to mingle. 

A piece of paper landed on her desk, and Scarlett’s eyes flew up. The Blue was already moving on to the next desk. A quiz? On what? They hadn’t learned anything ew. Scarlett waited for the signal to turn her paper over and quickly scanned the questions. Then, rolling her eyes at the quick bout of anxiety, she raced through the quiz, circling the correct answers. 

All of her other classes moved on to new material after a week or two. But his- tory class—it was always the same. At least she was guaranteed a good grade. What Scarlett couldn’t wait for was the “Life in the Cities” class. But she wouldn’t be able to take that one until she was a Blue, and who knew when that would be. She had been a Green for three years, but she could continue to be a Green for an- other five if she wasn’t able to meet the right goals. She could potentially remain a Green forever, but she knew that wasn’t a real possibility, not with her dedication to the training. 

A grating beep signaled the end of class, and Scarlett placed her book carefully into her satchel. Everyone remained silent until they exited the classroom, then Jaylin grabbed Scarlett’s arm. 

“Female! You have got to come with me. Miya and I are planning on partic- ipating in the Optional Fitness Program, and you have to join us.” 

Scarlett nodded, trying to match Jaylin’s enthusiasm for the program. Scarlett enjoyed working out, and she often spent time exercising during her free hours. But there was something about having another program in lieu of choosing her own exercises that made Scarlett wary of joining. 

“Thanks, Jaylin, but Rhys and I are going to practice in the shooting range today.” 

“You can practice tomorrow. The program is only four days a week.” 

Scarlett and Jaylin were old friends. They had been promoted to Green on the same day and had nervously learned to navigate the new waters together. Scarlett knew her friend wouldn’t be hurt if she turned her down.

“I think I need more aim training than ab training,” Scarlett said. They had reached the end of the hall. “I’ll see you at dinner time.” 

Jaylin shrugged, making a pouty face that Scarlett knew was exaggerated. “Fine, female, abandon me then. Miya and I will talk bad about you behind your back.” 

Scarlett laughed. “Just don’t wear out your lips from using them too much.” 

Scarlett hurried toward the front door, which led to the gate that separated the males’ and females’ training centers. There was only one way to pass from one to the other, and you had to be approved by the Blue guarding it. It was a fair process. Scarlett had never been denied entry. 

She stepped up to the guard and presented her badge to be scanned. The guard nodded as the time flashed up on the board along with Scarlett’s information. She entered the males’ training compound, heading around the building rather than through it. Scarlett found most males maintained a horrendous odor, and it was best to avoid them in concentrated numbers when possible. 

Scarlett entered the males’ shooting range, scanning the pods for the familiar dark curls. Pod 3. The pod where they had met. 

Scarlett checked out a longer rifle and headed toward the pod, adjusting her safety gear. She waited for Rhys to lower his pistol and bob his head slightly to let her know he knew she was waiting to enter. 

Carefully, Scarlett slipped the sound-proof glass door open then closed. She stood beside Rhys, taking her position on the other shooter’s mark. Rhys didn’t hogwash her with boring questions of how her classes were. He already knew. He took the same classes, just in the males’ training center. 

“Five shots?” Rhys asked instead. 

Scarlett raised her rifle. “I don’t have my gun of choice. I thought I would go with something I hadn’t practiced with for a while.”

“All the better,” Rhys responded, aiming and firing five shots in quick succes- sion. Four hit the middle of the target. The other one missed by two centimeters. 

“Why? Because you’re assured of a win? Is that why you want to compete? Be- cause you can’t normally provide a challenge for me?” 

Rhys smiled as he waited for her to take her turn. Scarlett hesitated, but she wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. She turned toward the target and took her time aiming, the bulky weapon unfamiliar in her grip. Finally, she took her shots, pausing between each one. 

“Two,” Rhys declared bluntly. 

“Yes, two. Thank you. My eyes are working very well.” 

Rhys laughed a little as he lifted his safety goggles and propped them on the top of his head. “Hey, I couldn’t be sure after those shots. Besides, you agreed to it. I didn’t force you into anything.”

“Sure,” Scarlett said, copying his move with the goggles. “The ‘peer pressure’ came on pretty strong.” Scarlett looked toward the booth where she had checked out the rifle, wondering what had made her grab it. She hated being beaten. 

Rhys laughed and turned toward the target once more. They had various competitions and “trick shots” they could try, but Scarlett had something else on her mind. She gazed through the pod toward the east. She couldn’t see the Mound from here. The dorm’s tall frame was too close, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t on her mind. 

“Your turn,” Rhys responded impatiently. 

Scarlett shook her head “I have a better idea,” she said, even as her stomach twisted into knots. “I’m ready to get over my fear.” 

“Of heights?” Rhys knew her well. He followed her gaze, then laughed, rubbing his coffee-colored hands together in enjoyment. “What are you going to do? Scale the dorm?” 

Scarlett laughed. “Uh . . . no.” 

“Then what? There’s nothing else taller than that, so if you don’t scale the dorm building, then you’re letting me down.” 

“There’s the Mound,” Scarlett said, referring to the large thing that lurked just outside the fence, just outside the area they were allowed to go. No one quite knew what it was made of, but it looked possible to scale. 

Rhys gave her an incredulous look. “You’re not serious. When?” 

Scarlett shrugged, the nervousness making her feel weak. She turned to the tar- get and took a few shots to calm her nerves. They were near the bullseye, close enough with the unfamiliar weapon that she felt assured again. 

“Tonight.” 

“After lights out?”

Scarlett nodded. “Yes. The only question is . . . are you coming with me?” 

Rhys cocked an eyebrow. “I never miss out on an adventure, but . . . I also don’t break the rules. The rules are there for a reason.” 

The corner of Scarlett’s mouth curved up just a bit. “What rule would we be breaking?” 

Rhys shook his head. “I don’t know. How about never leaving the training cen- ter walls? Or the one about staying in bed between lights out and morning wake up? Do you want me to go on?” 

Scarlett sighed. “Those are Level 1 infractions; it’s not like you’ve never broken the rules before.” 

“Yeah, but two Level 1 infractions?” Rhys sighed and inspected the pistol care- fully. “I’ll do it. I mean, for you. But I know I’m close to being promoted. I know I’m going to be a Blue soon, and when that happens, none of this. I can’t risk being stuck at the training center for the rest of my career. I want to be in a City.” 

Scarlett nodded. “Okay, tonight. I’ll see you an hour after lights out where the fences meet.” 

Rhys considered her idea for a minute. “Okay, I’ll be there.” The seriousness of their plan weighed on them as they continued shooting. 

Scarlett couldn’t back down. She had been considering the idea for weeks, and now seemed like the time to do it. After all, Mrs. said you should conquer all fears before entering a City. And that meant facing them. Now that the plan was in place, Scarlett felt nervous, like maybe she shouldn’t have suggested it, like maybe they would be better waiting one more night. She glanced askew at Rhys. She didn’t dare say anything to him now. He would never let her live it down. So, tonight it would be.

 

 

 

About Laurel Solorzano:

Laurel Solorzano has enjoyed writing since she was in middle school, exchanging manuscripts for years with her best friend. After traveling the globe for a time, Laurel set her goal to become a published author. As she works teaching English and  Spanish,  she  writes stories  in  her  free  time.  Laurel  currently  lives  in  Raleigh,  North  Carolina  with her husband, Yader.


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Giveaway Details:

3 winners will receive an eBook of IN THE SHADOWS OF THE CITIES (gifted via amazon), International.


Tuesday, July 6, 2021

Blog Tour- DOPPELGANGER By William Michael Davidson With An Excerpt & #Giveaway!

I am thrilled to be hosting a spot on the DOPPELGANGER by William Michael Davidson Blog Tour hosted by Rockstar Book Tours. Check out my post and make sure to enter the giveaway!

 

About the Book

Title: DOPPELGANGER

Author: William Michael Davidson

Pub. Date: March 24, 2021

Publisher: Shadenger Press

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Pages: 319

Find it: Goodreads, Amazon, Kindle, TBD, Bookshop.org

Read for FREE with a Kindle Unlimited Subscription!

David Anderson is a mild-mannered English professor until he walks into the classroom one day and discovers the corpse of one of his colleagues. She has been murdered. With all eyes on him, another woman, this time a former student of his, is also found murdered. In both cases, the killer has done the same thing: taken photos of the body and posted them anonymously online. Because of this, the media has dubbed him the Voyeur Killer. When it happens a third time, Detective Grimm, the cold and ruthless woman leading the investigation, narrows her sights on the English professor and begins to close in. Yet David, who has exhausted himself convincing others that he isn’t guilty, begins to question his own sanity. Is he the one committing these murders? Has he been doing it without his own knowledge? Desperate to clear his own name and discover what is happening, he begins to unravel the secrets of a twisted and depraved mind. The only question: is it his own?

Praise for DOPPELGANGER:

"If you love James Patterson, you will love this!!I am an avid mystery reader. This was definitely a page turner. I judge a mystery on how quickly I can figure out "who dunnit". I didn't see the ending coming. If you love James Patterson, it is reminiscent of his style yet the author definitely has carved out his own niche. Great Read!!" Amazon Review

"This story is very compelling and David is a character that cared about, could relate to in his ordinary-ness. I like to read books like this that keep me glued to the page, wanting the best for the character but having this niggling worry he's not all he seems to be. The evil narrator filled me with such dread, pure evil with hope of redemption, a human horror story." Amazon Review

"Wow. Honestly, this isn't really my genre. It is just not the type of book that I generally seek out. But I started reading it, and once I did, I could not put it down." Amazon Review

Book Trailer:


 

Excerpt:

 

The spark will ignite.

            The fuse will be lit.

            It reminds me of what my grandmother said on her deathbed: “It is almost time to strike off.” I can see her emaciated face, her wrinkled grin. The lights in her eyes blow out like two matches, leaving twin threads of smoke.

            I stand at the bottom of the campus stairwell and look up as the woman descends. Her heels click like hammers on the concrete steps, and her scarlet skirt flutters about her legs. She is sexy, yes. The kind that doesn’t know it—and that is always the best kind.

            She doesn’t see me standing in the shadows, but she will when she turns the corner. And that’s when I will have to put on my mask. Not a literal mask, but the facade I’ve created. The one we all create.

            I was only a young boy when I learned this very important aspect of human nature. It was my mother who told me this in the backyard over a glass of Jack Daniels. She held the glass in her left hand, adorned with its third wedding ring, her cigarette perched in the other hand, and she slurred her words: “I just don’t get you. School called again today and said you were brattier than usual. I don’t see you act that way here. How can you be two different people?”

            That was when it started.

            At least, I think.

            It was like the first time I pulled a dirty mag from under Stepdad Number Three’s side of the bed and saw it for the first time. That same sensual euphoria. The hot arousal.

            I can be two people. Split. A doppelganger. A soul in stereo.

            My mom didn’t know it was me when I killed the stray cat that wandered into our yard. She didn’t hear it scream when I sliced its throat, when I felt its blood pour over my hands. It was the first of several. Cats sound a lot like children screaming when they die. So much so that I worried the neighbors would call the police because it sounded like I was murdering a child. My mom didn’t know that I was the reason our bird died, too. She didn’t see when I held it underwater in the bathtub with both hands and brought it up minutes later, limp and dripping tepid water.

            All of that was in preparation for this.           

            Because I’ve taken so much—YOU ARE A HORRIBLE—of her—LOSER OF A CHILD—and the world—AND I HOPE YOU DIE—and the wait is over. I will unveil my art in defiance.

            Her voice is still in my head, like barbed wire.

            I have been two people.

            And so when the woman descends the stairs, I will put on my face. The face she likes. The face she knows. But the world will soon see that she is the first bit of fuse that I will light. The first domino that I will knock over.

            Because I’ve learned to master this art. I’ve done it for years, so much so that I wonder if the other half of me even knows about this. I have fooled even myself, because when I slip out of this self—like a snake shedding dry scales—I will refuse to admit this to myself.

            She sees me and walks toward me.

            I see that sexy smile, so I smile back.

            She shakes my hand, a courteous hello, and her fingers are strangely cold.

            I look into her eyes and grin. She doesn’t know that very soon, like my grandmother, the light in her eyes will flicker out and her hand will feel much colder than this.

            Time to strike off.

 

About William:

William Michael Davidson lives in Long Beach, California. A believer that "good living produces good writing," Davidson writes early in the morning so he can get outside, exercise, spend time with people, and experience as much as possible. He is a writer of suspense and speculative fiction. If he's not writing, he's probably at the beach.

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Giveaway Details:

1 winner will receive a finished copy of DOPPELGANGER, US Only.

1 winner will receive an eBook of DOPPELGANGER, International.



Tour Schedule:

Week One:

7/5/2021

Rockstar Book Tours

Kickoff Post

7/6/2021

Two Chicks on Books

Excerpt

7/7/2021

Jaime's World

Excerpt

7/8/2021

Jaimerockstarbooktours

Instagram Post

7/9/2021

Lady Hawkeye

Excerpt

Week Two:

7/12/2021

Fire and Ice

Excerpt

7/13/2021

BookHounds

Guest Post

7/14/2021

The Momma Spot

Guest Post

7/15/2021

@lexijava_bookish

Guest Post

7/16/2021

Jazzy Book Reviews

Excerpt

Week Three:

7/19/2021

Rajiv's Reviews

Review

7/20/2021

#BRVL Book Review Virginia Lee Blog

Excerpt

7/21/2021

More Books Please

Review

7/22/2021

Writer of Wrongs

Excerpt

7/23/2021

Don't Judge, Read

Review

Week Four:

7/26/2021

@curlygrannylovestoread

Review

7/27/2021

Every Free Chance Books

Review

7/28/2021

Book for Thought

Excerpt

7/29/2021

Simply Daniel Radcliffe

Review

7/30/2021

@pagesofyellow

Review


Saturday, July 3, 2021

Blog Tour- KYLE'S LITTLE SISTER by BonHyung Jeong With A Guest Post, Excerpts & A #Giveaway! @jyforkids, & @RockstarBkTours 

 

I am thrilled to be hosting a spot on the KYLE'S LITTLE SISTER by BonHyung Jeong Blog Tour hosted by Rockstar Book Tours. Check out my post and make sure to enter the giveaway!

 

About the Book:

Title: KYLE'S LITTLE SISTER

Author: BonHyung Jeong

Pub. Date: June 22, 2021

Publisher: JY

Formats: Hardcover, Paperback, eBook

Pages: 240

Find it: Goodreads, Amazon, B&N, iBooks, Kobo, TBD, Bookshop.org

My name is Grace, not "Kyle's little sister!"

Having a good-looking, friendly, outgoing older brother sucks—especially when you're the total opposite, someone who likes staying home and playing video games. Your parents like him better (even if they deny it!), and everyone calls you "Kyle's little sister" while looking disappointed that you're not more like him. I was really hoping I'd get to go to a different middle school, but no such luck. At least I have my friends...until he finds a way to ruin that, too...! Argh! What do I have to do to get out of his shadow?!


Guest Post:

What are some of your favorite video games?

I love all the Nintendo titles, but The Legend of Zelda is the best. I didn’t get to play all of the Zelda titles, but I think many people would agree with me that Breath of the Wild is the only one that can be considered the best. I love indie games too. Steam has been a life saver. I get to play some PC games…even though a few of them don’t work on my computer.


Excerpts:





 

About BonHyung Jeong:

BonHyung Jeong (Bon) studied Cartooning at the School of Visual Arts in New York, and Kyle's Little Sister is her debut graphic novel, made possible with the help of numerous people. She hopes to make connections with others through relatable stories. Currently living in Korea, she's always busy playing console games - exactly like someone in the book!

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Giveaway Details:

3 winners will receive a finished copy of KYLE'S LITTLE SISTER, US Only.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Tour Schedule:

Week One:

6/14/2021

Unconventional Quirky Bibliophile

Review

6/15/2021

cindysloveofbooks

Review

6/16/2021

A Dream Within A Dream

Excerpt

6/17/2021

@pagesofyellow

Review

6/18/2021

Rajiv's Reviews

Review

6/19/2021

Jazzy Book Reviews

Excerpt

Week Two:

6/20/2021

Hurn Publications

Guest Post

6/21/2021

Two Points of Interest

Review

6/22/2021

celiamcmahonreads

Review

6/23/2021

Fyrekatz Blog

Review

6/24/2021

@drewsim12

Review

6/25/2021

The Momma Spot

Review

6/26/2021

Lady Hawkeye

Excerpt

Week Three:

6/27/2021

Curlygrannylovestoread

Spotlight

6/28/2021

Nerdophiles

Review

6/29/2021

Simply Daniel Radcliffe

Review

6/30/2021

YA Books Central

Guest Post

7/1/2021

Sandra's Book Club

Excerpt

7/2/2021

amandainpa

Review

7/3/2021

Two Chicks on Books

Guest Post

Week Four:

7/4/2021

TLC Book Nook

Excerpt

7/5/2021

hauntedbybooks

Review

7/6/2021

@bookshelfmomma

Review

7/7/2021

@lexijava_bookish

Excerpt

7/8/2021

The Obsessed Reader

Guest Post

7/9/2021

Brittreadsalattebooks

Review


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