Friday, August 2, 2013

{Tour Stop} Dawn of the Apocalypse by E.S.P.—Excerpt + Giveaway

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Dawn of the Apocalypse
by E.S.P.

January 1, 2000.
May 21, 2011.
December 21, 2012.

These are just a few of the days humans prophesied as bringing catastrophic events that would end the world. We predicted nuclear warfare. Drastic climate change. A call from God.

We were wrong. 

Cue the gargoyle invasion—laboratory bred mutants designed to slaughter humans. When the government goes AWOL and gargoyles are swarming by the hundreds, it's up to the citizens of the United States to regroup and save themselves.

Meet Cliff Matthews, a teenage boy separated from his entire family with the exception of his younger sister, whom he is desperate to keep alive. Along the quest to save their lives, he encounters people who aren't all that they seem. Everyday's a battle, but if he can't trust his own species, where does that leave his family?

And we can't forget the man who may be willing to sacrifice Cliff's life, if it means world domination.

In terms of doomsday, no one could have seen this coming.

Genre: Young Adult, Science Fiction, Apocalyptic
Puclication date: August 09, 2013
Publisher: Mindy Candy Media

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“Where are we going?” Hunter cautioned.
Cliff’s brow furrowed. “I don’t know.”
“I think we should get out of Queens.” She stated. “Those things. They could be anywhere. I don’t think it’s safe for us here.”
“Here?” Cliff questions. “Hell, Hunter, it may not be safe to be on this freakin’ planet! Over the course of two days, we had an explosion and an invasion of mutant freaks that I don’t even have the brain capacity to process!”
“And those other explosions,” Hunter imputed.
“What other explosions?”
She shook her head. “Never mind. We can take the Queensboro into Manhattan. And then maybe flee the country, if that’s far enough for you.”
Despite himself, Cliff laughed bitterly.
“I am scared.” Hunter spoke softly.
Cliff looked in the rear mirror. Hunter’s deep blue eyes had turned a blue so light, they were almost clear. “I’m scared, too,” he admitted.
Hunter laughed dryly. “This could be a big misunderstanding. Those things could’ve been rabid animals. Everything could’ve been a big mistake. Someone forgot to put the leash on their pet dinosaurs. This could blow over by morning.”
“For some odd reason, I feel like it’s bigger than that.”
“The thing is… the animals, I could take. But you know what, Cliff? That whole scene lasted a total of at least ten minutes. I didn’t hear a single siren. And there are always sirens in Queens. That’s the part that scares me.”
“That what, no one called the police?”
“Yeah. And if they did, would they really be able to do anything?”
Cliff turned from her as the tears in his eyes threatened to spill over. He recalled the events that took place a few minutes ago. “The fact that the police didn’t make a guest appearance is what scared you? What about those bodies? Did you see all the blood? The flesh, the--”
“Cliff, stop.”
“Why?”
“Because,” She swallowed “If we’re talking about it that means this is real life. That this is really happening. Those people are really dead. We’re fleeing for our lives with no plans, nowhere to go, no idea what the hell we’re doing. And I just saw what I thought I saw.”
Hunter turned towards him. “And I don’t want this to be real, Cliff. I looked at the bodies, but I didn’t see them. And I don’t want to. I never want to see that again.”

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Being the daughter of an accomplished author, E.S.P. grew up listening to stories and telling her own to classmates. After writing for several years and even publishing some short works, she finally decided to take the plunge to write (plus finish!)a full length novel. Thus, Dawn of the Apocalypse was born.
When she's not writing, she's either reading books, blogging at whoistheserialreader.blogspot.com, or watching eighties movies twitter.com/bloggerESP

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