Showing posts with label excerpt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label excerpt. Show all posts

Friday, December 13, 2013

New YA Dystopian: Program 13 & Giveaway

Program 13 by Nicole Sobon
316 pages; published August 15th, 2012
Young Adult, Sci-fi

Two identities. One Body.17-year-old Emile Reed, may have died, but she isn't dead. Her body now belongs to Program Thirteen, where her every thought, every movement, is controlled. Until Emile begins to find her way back inside of Thirteen's core, where she manages to fend off Thirteen’s programming to reclaim the life that she lost. But Charles McVeigh, the owner of Vesta Corp, isn’t willing to let Thirteen go. And he will stop at nothing to reclaim control of Thirteen's programming. Because without her, McVeigh has nothing.
What makes you human?





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The leather straps constricted my wrists forcing me to endure the electric current soaring through my body. With each jolt of energy, the wires beneath my skin buzzed, sending a shrill throughout my core. Programmed to respond to pain, my body flung forward involuntarily.

“Pain is a natural reaction,” they told us. “It’s a part of being human. It is something you will better understand once your human identity is finally installed.”

But no matter how much I might look human, I was not.

I was a Program, a machine built to appear human.

The straps dug into my skin, tearing it slightly. I could feel the cold brushing against the metal surrounding the wires beneath the break. The tearing didn’t hurt, but my Program reacted as though it did. The scientists wanted to see how we react to pain. They wanted to believe we were capable of acting human.

This body, this skin, it was a cover for what I truly was.

“They do not have enough experience with your kind,” the White Coats said. “We just want to make sure you are safe out there. This is your world, too.”

At least, that was what they told me.

“Program Thirteen,” a harsh voice called from behind the glass. I could faintly make out a shadow of the man as he held his clipboard in his hand, carefully checking each box indicating I’d passed my daily inspection. I was making excellent progress, or so I’d heard.

“Your Program is coming along quite nicely,” McVeigh had told me. “I can only imagine how well you will do once your human identity is programmed into your core.”

I knew that McVeigh was happy with my progress here at Vesta Corp, but I did not comprehend much of what he said. What I did know was that as long as my treatments continued to work, I’d remain activated. I’d retain a purpose. That was all that mattered.

Looking down, I could see that the leather straps were hanging down, no longer constricting my wrists. Even without the straps to hold me down, I did not move. I remained seated, waiting for a White Coat to come strolling in through the door. As I waited, I noticed that my skin where it had been torn from the pressure of the restraints was flapping around. I’d have to pay a visit to the doctor again so that she could tend to the tear.

“You must find a way to fight the pain, Thirteen,” she’d tell me, just like she always did.

And then I’d nod, because that was what I was expected to do.

The truth was that I had no control over how my Program reacted to pain. Everything I did, everything I was – it was all controlled by the scientists. I didn’t choose to react. My Program, the one which they’d built, did. I twisted my wrist so that my palm was facing up, and I gazed down at the open skin. No blood. No bone. Only exposed metal.


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Nicole Sobon is the author of The Emile Reed Chronicles (Young Adult Science Fiction), the Outbreak duology (Young Adult Dystopian), and various short stories.

Her novel, Program 13, was quoted on an episode of Criminal Minds (season 8, episode 13, "Magnum Opus"). 




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Friday, September 20, 2013

Wildfire Gospel (Book 3 of Santeria Habitat Series): Excerpt #2

I don't think people understand how happy I am that Wildfire Gospel is finished. Of all my book series, the Santeria Habitat one is the hardest to write because the fans are absolutely LOONEY! 

(Yes. I said it! You are!)

Why are they looney?



I think it is because Habitat Readers expect certain things.

FYI, I DO read fan mail. This is what Habitat Fans say:


"conclude the goddamn love triangle!"

"get these supernaturals out of the caged city!" 

"More DANTE please!"

"Stop killing people off or your next!"

"WTF? Stop taking so damn long to put the next ones out!"

"No more cliffhangers. I just can't take it!"

"Don't bring MeShack back!"

"Bring MeShack back!"

"Can we get a sex scene with Prime?"

"What is the Palero?"


See what I mean? Scary! The worst fan mail are the ones that say things like:

"I already know what's going to happen and I'm so freaking pissed!!"

All I'm thinking is. . .oh shit. . .what is going to happen? Tell me! 
Because in the end, I have no idea what is going to happen with each book. I really just sit down and let Lanore do her thing.

That being said, the book is with its second editor, but I'm too excited, so I'm going to put out the second Excerpt for the book.

If you didn't see the first, it's here in my Goodreads Fan GroupHERE .

 (FYI, I post excerpts there first before anywhere else)

Background info to understand this excerpt. . .Zulu and Lanore are trapped somewhere. He's trying to catch a specific scent that will help them pick the right path to get out of there.

EXCERPT #2

Zulu lifted his lip up in a sneer. “You should have let me kill him when I had the chance.”
“I know.”
“Instead, you went over there to him to talk some more and fucking made me insane with worry.”
“It’s not like I have all the answers.”
“You’re supposed to. You’re the smart one.”
“What?” I raised my eyebrows as he walked to the path’s entrance on our right and inhaled. I placed my hand on my chest. “I’m the smart one?”
“Yeah. You’re the one that went to college. You read tons of books and are always spouting off more philosophy than the Prime.” He walked over to the path’s entrance on my left and inhaled that area. “I’ll admit it. You’re the smart one in the relationship.”
I felt weird from the compliment. “And what are you? If I’m the brains, are you the beauty?”
He glanced over his shoulder and tossed me a fang-filled grin. “No, baby. You’re the beauty.”
“Then what are you?”
“I’m death and destruction. I’m the one that destroys, when the brains points. I’m the one that pleases, licks, and thrusts, when the beauty requests it.”
I bit my lip. A sensual shiver hummed through me at the thought of his licks and thrusts. “I don’t think those are all actual designated duties in relationships.”
“It is in ours.”



Stay tuned for the next Excerpt on next friday 9/27. A hilarious scene between Angel and Lanore out on the dance floor of FLAME night club.


Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Beside Your Heart: New Adult Romance Excerpt


"It's an emotional story that will take the reader back to those feelings that made the late teen years such a powerful time."

GIVEAWAY: Mary will be awarding one big package of 3 signed paperbacks of her books to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.The tour dates can be found HERE

Book Blurb:

Late one night Nicki Johnson plays with emotional fire and Googles her high school love, only to find his name splashed across the British gossip columns. Back in his native England, Adam Kincaid is successful and dating a woman from an aristocratic family like his own. With a career in politics, Nicki’s no slouch, but she knows Adam is living a world away from her life.

Yet there was a time he was no farther than the next locker. Nicki will never forget their year together in high school—the year of her sister’s death, the year her mother checked out. Adam helped Nicki through suffocating grief, and she led him through a coming of age. Was it just high school, or was it something more?



Excerpt 

“No British literature. Isn’t this supposed to be an English class?” Adam asked.

“Uh.” My ancestors would’ve been proud of the jolt of American patriotism that hit me.  “There was a revolution two hundred years ago. We write our own books now.”

He leaned back in his seat with a smile. “I think I heard about that.”

“We still share the same language.”

“Sometimes I’m not too sure.”

“I bet not.” I could imagine what he thought of a Texas accent. 

 He picked up the list of books again. “What about Catcher in the Rye?”

“I read it a long time ago when I was, like, eleven.” I laughed a little as I remembered how I’d first come to read it.

“Is there something funny about that?”

“Yeah. My father had suggested I read it then. The book is the classic coming-of-age story. Clearly, he wasn’t really thinking about whether or not it was appropriate for an eleven-year-old.”

“Really? Why?”

“Well, for one thing, the main character is a guy who swears a lot.”

“I suppose I swear a lot.” He cracked a sly smile. “At least compared to you Yankees.”

“Yankees? You’re in the South.” I laughed.

“What else is inappropriate about the book? Now I’m interested. It can’t only be a few swear words.”

“No, it’s not just that. It’s…” I hesitated for a moment as I realized I was about to bring up the topic of sex with Adam Kincaid. What the hell, I thought. I should be matter-of-fact about it. He had a girlfriend and would never want anything with me. I could hide I thought he was hot, so I shrugged. “Holden, the main character…he’s a little sexually frustrated.”

His eyes twinkled, and it felt as if my words hung in the air. I wanted to squirm in my seat. ‘Sexually frustrated’—like me checking out Adam Kincaid.

His proper upbringing showed again as he sidestepped the issue, yet he smirked. “That sounds like an adventurous book to be on an American high school syllabus.”

“Like I said—it’s considered an American classic.” I laughed. “I guess some things are sacred.”

“But of course.” The gleam appeared in his eye again, and he turned toward me in his seat. “Teenage sexual frustration is sort of a rite of passage, if you will.”

There went the good-English-boy manners out the window. His tone, the look in his eye, his body language—was he flirting with or taunting me? I decided the former was impossible, and if the latter, I wasn’t going to back down. With two parents who were lawyers, debate was a family routine. 

“A rite of passage? More like a biological fact, isn’t it?” I asked, casually clicking my pen. I raised a brow. “Especially for guys.”


“You’re right about that,” he said with a grin. 




Mary Whitney

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Even before she graduated from law school, Mary Whitney knew she wasn’t cut out to be a real lawyer. Drawn to politics, she’s spent her career as an organizer, lobbyist, and nonprofit executive. Nothing piques her interest more than a good political scandal or romance, and when she stumbled upon writing, she put the two together. A born Midwesterner, naturalized Texan, and transient resident of Washington, D.C., Mary now lives in Northern California with her two daughters and real lawyer husband.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Alpha Girl Excerpt






Blurb:

A Student/Teacher Paranormal Romance. (NOT Y.A)
OUT NOW!

Seventeen year old Rose Goldman is highly unpopular in the little town of Halfway. Ever since the 'attack' when she was a little girl, people and animals have been afraid of her. She gets bullied in school, and called 'wet dog' because of the way she smells, despite being extremely hygienic. However, life takes a turn when a new teacher starts at Halfway High. Mr. Stone, the quirky and charismatic English teacher is twice Rose's age, but she feels an unexplainable pull towards him from day one. Despite her better judgement, Rose pursues a friendship with Mr. Stone, who seems unable to stay away from her. What is pulling this unlikely pair together?





Chapter Five Excerpt:




The doors of the library opened, and Mr. Stone entered with a book in his hands. I watched him as he placed it into the ‘returns’ chute at the front desk. I wanted to call out to him, but I was still embarrassed about our last encounter. He must have felt my eyes upon him because his gaze suddenly slid towards me.
The grin that broke across his face was heart melting. He was usually smiling but this was different; he looked genuinely pleased to see me.
He crossed the library, walking towards the desk I was sitting at.
‘Catching up on homework?’ he asked.
I nodded, swallowing hard, as if something was stuck in my throat, preventing me from talking.
‘What are you working on?’ he asked.
I looked down at the textbook that was sprawled in front of me. ‘Math,’ I said.
‘Ah. I’m afraid I can’t help you there,’ he smiled. ‘Math was never my strong suit.’
‘Me either,’ I sighed, leaning back in my chair. ‘I’m terrible at it.’
‘I’m sure you’re not that bad,’ he said, leaning on the back of a chair.
I rifled through my papers, pulling out my most recent math test. I handed it to him and he looked down at the grade written in big red letters.
‘D minus,’ he read. ‘Okay, so maybe you are terrible at it.’
I laughed. ‘It just doesn’t stick with me,’ I admitted.
‘Maybe if you didn’t daydream so much,’ he said, handing the test back to me.
‘I don’t daydream,’ I lied.
He cocked an eyebrow, his expression sardonic. ‘You get this glazed look over your eyes all the time. Sometimes I worry you’re having a stroke.’
I rolled my eyes and continued packing up my books. As I slung the bag over my shoulder, Mr. Stone looked around to make sure we were alone.
‘Can I give you a ride home?’ he asked.
My knees felt weak. ‘Are you sure that’s wise?’
‘Everyone has gone home for the day,’ he replied. ‘I’ll drive around the corner and you can meet me there.’
There was something about his desire for secrecy that made my skin prickle. ‘Okay,’ I agreed.
I left the library before Mr. Stone, who exited a few paces behind me. He walked towards the teacher’s car park as I exited through the front gates.



About the Author:



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Kate was born in Enfield, London in 1989, but has lived in Wollongong, Australia for most of her life. Now working full time as an independent author, Kate has published five novels in the last 18 months.
Her fifth novel ‘Alpha Girl’ is a paranormal romance that explores a complicated a student/teacher relationship.