by L. S. O’Dea~~~~~~~~~~~~~
GENRE: YA, paranormal, dystopian, sci-fi/fantasyBLURB:In a world where class distinction means the difference between imprisonment and freedom and even life and death, being chosen to stay in the encampment and breed is the only way to guarantee survival for a teenage Producer.Every year after harvest, the finest examples of teenage Producers are assigned mates; the rest are loaded onto carts and hauled away, never to be seen or heard from again. Trinity, a sixteen-year-old Producer, knows that she has no chance of being chosen to stay. She isn’t even full-blooded Producer. Her father is a House Servant and she’s spent her entire life hiding her differences, especially her claws and fangs.She has one week to sneak into the forest and discover what happens to those who are taken. Her plan is simple, but she doesn’t count on being hunted and captured by predators long believed to be extinct. Can she elude her captors to uncover the fate of her kind and return to camp before her escape is discovered?
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Excerpt:“Something’s following us,” he whispered as he unsheathed his knife.The quiet rustle of vegetation behind them signaled that night was not the only thing approaching. He pointed to a large tree. She scurried up it and stopped on a limb high off the ground. He signaled for her to wait and then walked several yards farther before climbing another tree. He crouched on a low branch, knife in hand.The woods were gray, the shadows growing wider as time passed. She waited, scanning the forest below, her heart pounding in her ears. What was hunting them, besides Guards? She pulled her knife out of the sheath and adjusted her position. Gaar always said that predators had to have patience, so the smart prey would too. She was still working on that. She shifted around again for a different angle. So far, she hadn’t seen anything dangerous in the forest, but she had traveled mostly with Mirra. She tried to relax her breathing, but it was coming in short pants. She had to calm down. Fear could be smelled. Fear attracted predators.There was a soft whisper in the vegetation and a pair of glowing red eyes appeared in the brush. A few feet away were two more eyes and then another set. There were at least ten pairs, shining in the darkness.
Meet one of the Cold Creepers. This guy gives me nightmares. The illustrator did an excellent job of making the Creeper...well, creepy.Here are two average Producers. I think Vincent did an excellent job with their faces and bodies. They are large, shapely - perfect for breeding. And their eyes are great, large doe-like.Here is Tim, Trinity's father.
If you are wondering who is creating all these wonderful drawing for me, it is Vincent Ocampo and if you would like to hire him or just tell him that you like his work, you can contact him at: firstname.lastname@example.org
Let me know what you think of Tim. I love hearing from readers.Here's Buddy. Not exactly as I'd pictured him, but I am happy with the sketch. The Guards and some of the other characters are hard to conceptualize. I don't want them to look too much like animals. I do NOT want my books to become a hand book for bestiality. That is just wrong.I finally found a real artist to create my characters. Here's the first one, Christian, or more precisely, the River-Man that Trinity calls Christian. Let me know what you think. Soon, there will be a short story available on how this "Christian" came to be.Here are a couple of images of what I (kind of) think Gaar looks like. I'm not an artist so I did the best that I could with the software that I bought. I definately see him in fur instead of this outfit, but the software didn't have that option. Anyway, let me know what you think.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:L. S. O'Dea grew up the youngest of seven. She always wanted to do what her older siblings were doing, especially reading stories.Ill at a young age, she immersed herself in books. Her life changed when she read a short story written by her older brother and realized that normal (somewhat anyway, since her brother was a bit weird in her opinion) people created these amazing stories. From that day forward, she wanted to write.However, as with all good stories, obstacles rose in her path (mostly self-created obstacles) and it took her many years to put finger to keyboard and type her first book.GIVEAWAYPrizes for the tour are as follows:• One randomly chosen winner via rafflecopter will win a $50 Amazon/BN.com gift card.• One randomly chosen host will receive a $25 Amazon/BN.com gift card.