Today you get to meet Nathaniel Koszer, author of the sci-fi biotech Latency, which is part one of the Energy Crisis series. He's also sharing an excerpt from the book. Ask him more questions in the comments section and then follow the tour for even more fun. Best of luck entering the giveaway!
The spoken word is quite powerful, and having this science fiction book available in audiobook is almost crucial to the storyline. Check out a written excerpt from The Babel Apocalypse and then follow the tour for more! Also read about author Vyvyan Evans' thoughts on the future of language streaming. Best of luck entering the giveaway!
Isn't this cover gorgeous? You're not going to want to miss this dystopian space opera from Merrin Slade. Check out an excerpt from Cerys: Valkyrie Earth and then follow the tour for more. Best of luck entering the giveaway!
It's a sci-fi thriller as Ricky Montgomery and other agents race against the clock to save mankind and the world from disaster. Enjoy an excerpt from The World Council by Norm Meech and then follow the tour for even more fun. Best of luck entering the giveaway!
Today I have the honor of introducing to you the author Ross Victory and his horror/sci-fi novel Grandpa's Cabin. Not only are you getting an excerpt, but also an interview with the character of Magenta Kim! I love character interviews! Please enjoy and download your own copy of the book before following the rest of the tour. Best of luck in the giveaway!
I've got another one for fans of science fiction! Today you can read an excerpt from The Babel Apocalypse by Vyvyan Evans, first book in the new Songs of the Sage series. Then you can take a sneak peek at the rest of the series! Be sure to follow the rest of the tour for even more fun and then check out the great giveaway at the end!
Do you like a little sci-fi in your romance? Go forward in time and check out this excerpt from Mid-Flight by Lisa Wilkes and then follow the tour to read even more. Best of luck entering the giveaway!
This one is for fans of suspenseful science fiction. Find out about The Hum of Taos.
(affiliate links included throughout)
How many of you like to watch the deleted scenes on your DVDs? (Or should I say, do you remember watching those on your DVDs? They don't always have them streaming, lol.) Did you know that books also often have deleted scenes? Today you get to read a deleted scene from PJ Braley's new book Finding Persephone. You also get to take a peek at an excerpt that did make the final cut. Download your copy and let the author know your thoughts in the comments section. And then happy trails as you visit the rest of the tour for more! Best of luck entering the giveaway!
Today we welcome the husband-wife team of Paul Awad and Kathryn O'Sullivan to the blog! They are sharing an excerpt from their new sci-fi book When Earth Shall Be No More. Be sure to check out the rest of the tour and leave your comments and questions along the way. Best of luck with the giveaway!
Buy Links
(affiliate links included)
I was compensated via Fiverr for sharing this post. I only share those books that I feel will be of interest to my readers.
Isn't this cover gorgeous? Check out what is inside, also, with this excerpt from the sci-fi/time-travel romance Undoing Time from the Timegathering series by Rachel Dacus. Be sure to follow the tour for even more and be sure to enter the great giveaway!
Read an excerpt:
THE SAN FRANCISCO QUAKE
He turned to look at her, his brown eyes wide, but his brows pulled together in concern. “Are you going to be okay?”
The smoke from the 1906 earthquake was thick in the air. She repressed a choke. “I’ll be fine.”
“Are you cold? You look like you’re shivering.”
That wasn’t why she was shivering Liv looked down at her clothes and was startled to find herself swathed in a long skirt of heavy silk brocade. Her petticoat rustled its many folds. She was encased in so many layers, she might have been wearing an overcoat to shield her from the wind.
“I’m not cold.”
She turned again and looked down the hill, seeing the ferry building and docks, a familiar landmark. Her emotions calmed.
A man in a bowler hat passed them.
“What’s happening?” Tom asked.
“You’re aware, surely,” the man said. “You see the smoke, the rubble. Pardon me, I must find my family.”
He scooted down the hill.
“In a matter of days, people begin to thirst and even starve,” Tom said. “Half the city is homeless. I just wanted to know if that fellow was a helper.”
“A helper?”
“San Franciscans who had something left began to help the others. The city grew together under the devastation. I wasn’t kidding when I said half of everyone here is homeless, or nearly so.”
Liv couldn’t reply. The enormity of what she was seeing choked her. Tears rolled down her face, and when she wiped them away, soot came off her hand. Her face must have already grown gray with the ash from fires. Tom’s had too.
Buy on Amazon
(affiliate link included)
He watched as an ethereal figure emerged from the mist, hovering over the water’s surface and meandering closer to him. It was a man, hunched and cloaked, his eyes hidden by greying bandages stained with blood—familiar, but only from his dreams. His face seemed to twist and change from night to night, growing darker and more haggard, though Daemus knew it was the same man each time. He always seemed unable to sense Daemus and was certainly unable to see him. Yet when the man was near, Daemus never felt safe. He looked like terror and death and emptiness. It was all Daemus could do not to scream.
As though tied to the same puppeteer’s strings, both Daemus and the man grew still at the same moment. Distantly, Daemus registered that something new was coming. His dream had never taken him this far, and that knowledge was terrifying. He didn’t want to know what would happen next.
His mind moved sluggishly, as though he was being slowly trapped in hardening amber. Perhaps the fog itself had clouded his mind when he was breathing it while desperately seeking his way. Panic crept up his spine, his eyes diluting as the fight-or-flight response kicked in. The man was so close that Daemus could smell the tracks of fresh blood crawling down his cheeks. It smelled of rusted swords and the bile of ruptured organs.
The man raised his head, his bloody countenance impassive, his robed arm reaching out for Daemus. It weaved through the air mere inches in front of him, as though the blinded man was looking for a stitch in the fabric of reality. Somehow, he seemed to be unaware of Daemus’s presence, though his gnarled finger was so close to the young man’s face that Daemus could see the dirt caked beneath the beds of the nails.
Daemus tried to move again, but his body refused to obey his mind’s desperate commands. He swallowed, his dry throat savoring the precious saliva, and fought back the tears that threatened to overwhelm him.
He opened his mouth and screamed.
The shrill sound ripped through the silence like a bell ringing in a sleepy village. Daemus’s hands flew up to his face as though to force the sound back in, but it was too late. Daemus knew in that moment that he’d made a fatal mistake. The figure had been unaware of him... until then.
The stranger turned.
“Finally,” he said with an evil cackle. “You’ve come for me, Daemus Alaric.”
Daemus opened his mouth to scream again, but the mist was sweeping back down from the mountains and swallowing up everything around them. Even the blinded man was no exception, and he melted away from Daemus along with everything else. Darkness overcame him, swirling into the blackness of unconsciousness as the stranger’s harsh laughter continued to echo in his ears.
Welcome to the book tour for Pelagia: Between the Stars and the Abyss a science-fiction by Steve Holloway! As usual, I have an excerpt for you to enjoy. But today, the author has given us an exclusive bonus excerpt! Enjoy and then download your own copy before embarking on the rest of the tour. Best of luck entering the giveaway!
Ben’s Escape
He lifted the hatch and placed it onto the deck, then pulled himself up and lay flat near the bow. The coolness of the storm awakened his senses. Rolling onto his back, he paused under the deluge and allowed the rain to stream into his mouth, gulping down the water.
Thirst barely slaked, he slithered to the edge of the boat. The wind now lashed his wet body. He shivered, staring into the night, allowing his eyes to adjust. He spotted the island, a dark fleeting promise glimpsed through a break in the squall.
Looking back, he saw a silhouette climb out onto the side of the boat. Adrenaline shot through him. The man was just a few metres away, clinging to a rail as the boat rolled under them, but still looking towards the stern. Ben inched closer to the edge of the bow, willing himself to be a shadow.
Holding the safety rail, Ben swung himself over the side with the roll of the boat. He hung for a moment, suspended above the sea. Large, deep breaths. Each time the boat tipped his feet dipped beneath the waves. On the third tip, he released his grip, slipping below the surface noiselessly.
As he surfaced, he heard the man on deck shouting into the water in Arabic, “Cut the rope!” There was an answering shout from the water that was lost in the roar of rain.
Ben kept to the shadow of the bow rocking above him. After a minute, that seemed like an eternity, the man climbed back into the stern cockpit. Ben slipped below the water.
An excerpt from Pelagia – Lorenzo and the dolphins:
Lorenzo unfastened his mask from his harness, snapped it onto the communication helmet and took a few test breaths. A glowing blue display appeared again on his wrist. Ready to go. The dolphins circled the boat, anxious and impatient.
Lorenzo pulled fins from a locker in the cockpit. He slipped them on. In one fluid move, he tucked and rolled backward into the coolness. He uncurled underwater and established a neutral buoyancy position a meter down. Slow, calm breaths. Lights on each side of his mask came on. He surveyed the scene below him in the depths.
The dolphins swirled around him. He spotted Tazia, the leader of the pod.
Love my work, Lorenzo thought as Tazia brushed against him.
“This way,” came through his headphones, as the grey forms moved off into the depths. Lorenzo followed into the darkness. The water was clear. Motes of plankton floated through the beams. Even kicking energetically, he could barely keep up with the dolphins. I’ve never seen them this excited.
Some forms became visible in the darkness ahead: a struggling calf. Two adult dolphins supported the calf between them and were bringing him up to the surface, so the young dolphin could breathe. The rest of the dolphin pod circled around them.
Lorenzo could feel the calf’s panic. He slowed and allowed himself to drift towards the calf.
Tazia was chattering, which seemed to calm the young dolphin. The rapid dolphin speech was too complex for the helmet to interpret.
Scanning the calf’s body, Lorenzo spotted the problem. Monofilament fishing line. Probably drifting in these waters for the past half century.
Such fishing line had been banned from the Pelagic Territories twenty years ago. The line was tangled around the calf’s flippers and tail. Probably, in his struggle to get free, the filament had tightened and cut into the flesh. Tendrils of blood drifted from the wound.
“Lorenzo, the Pelagic Array warns me that about six silky sharks are moving towards your position. I believe they detect the blood from the calf.” Gabriella, his family’s artificial intelligence agent, cut into his thoughts.
“Thank you. Gabriella, please release a guardian drone from the boat.” Silky sharks. They can be aggressive.
“Sharks coming.” His words were translated by the helmet for the dolphins and they began circling, watching for them.
“We prepare.” Came through the headset.
“A guardian droid is heading for you.” Gabriella informed. A barracuda-shaped drone was released from a special tube under his boat Windrider. “I have set it to defend your position.”
“Keep calf near surface.” He spoke into his microphone while he filled the buoyancy bladders in his suit to hold him near the surface by the calf, adjusting them until he gained neutral buoyancy without effort. The pair of dolphins patiently held the calf at the surface and made room for Lorenzo.
One guardian won't help much if there are six sharks, Lorenzo thought. He studied the tangle of fishing line. Better bind up the calf before the sharks arrive, stop the flow of blood.
He inspected the calf’s injuries. Taking the multi-purpose tool, he carefully snipped the strands of monofilament in several places with the wire cutters on the tool. The tension eased. Lorenzo carefully teased out bits of line from within the wounds. The calf stilled, trusting his touch and being reassured by the clicks from the pod around them.
Tazia, Lucca and others from the pod were swimming back and forth, trying to locate the sharks. As he focused on the calf, Lorenzo could feel the dolphin pod around him tensing for a battle. Other nearby dolphins, related pods, streamed in and added to the shield of dolphins circling the calf.
Gingerly, he pulled the last of the line from deep within the dolphin’s flesh. The calf flinched, making small clicks, but remained calm. Blood streamed more freely from the wound. Gotta stop that blood right away!
He became aware of a spike of anger around him and thrashing behind him. He whirled, all muscles tense. “Sharks are near you, Lorenzo.” Gabriella said.
He looked above the surface again, the characteristically small dorsal fin of this species shark was visible, nearing, just outside the pod. And another. And another. They circled patiently, looking for an opportunity.
