Monday, April 25, 2016

Blog Tour & #Giveaway ~ Whereafter Afterlife Book 3 Terri Bruce #Contemporary #Fantasy #Paranormal @_TerriBruce

How Far Would You Go To Get Your Life Back?

Afterlife, Book 3
Terri Bruce

Genre: Contemporary Fantasy/Paranormal

Publisher: Mictlan Press

Date of Publication: March 15, 2016

ISBN: 9780991303649

Number of pages: 345
Word Count: 100,000

Formats available:
Paperback and all ebook formats

Cover Artist: Shelby Robinson – artwork
Jennifer Stolzer – layout and design

Book Description:

Stuck in the afterlife on an island encircled by fire and hunted by shadows bent on trapping them there forever, Irene and Andras struggle to hold onto the last vestiges of their physical selves, without which they can never return to the land of the living. But it’s not just external forces they’ll have to fight as the pair grow to realize they have different goals. Irene still clings to the hope that she can somehow return to her old life—the one she had before she died—while Andras would be only too glad to embrace oblivion.

Meanwhile, Jonah desperately searches for a way to cross over to the other side, even if doing so means his death. His crossing over, however, is the one thing that could destroy Irene’s chances of returning home.

Too many obstacles, too many people to save, and the thing Irene most desperately wants—to return to her old life—seems farther away than ever. Only one thing is clear: moving on will require making a terrible sacrifice.

Read an Excerpt:

She looked around, searching for a way out. She needed to get back to Andras, back to Tartarus. 

Nothing apparent jumped out at her—there was only inky darkness, the bustling crowd, and the market stalls. She scanned the area for solo shadows or other signs of danger, but found none. Here, the ghosts were like her—solid and real, unlike the half-formed ghosts that she’d seen floating across the chasm on the wire bridge. Their shadows were present, but fainter, harder to see against the inky black night, the darkness of which was barely penetrated by the strings of lights hanging between the stalls. Strangely, halos of brightly colored balls of light floated over each ghost’s head. Irene looked up and saw a dozen such balls of electric blue circling her like a small solar system. She tried to wave them away, as if they were flies, but the lights simply scattered and then reformed. 

Everyone seemed to be in a hurry—those not pushing their way through the crowd were engaged in rapid-fire patter with the shadowy figures inside the stalls. The balls of light overhead zoomed back and forth between the people in the stalls and the people in the crowd—as if they were being traded or exchanged.

However, the longer Irene watched, the less sure she was that the people in the stalls were merchants; none of them displayed any wares, and the words they shouted, what Irene had first thought were come-ons and sales enticements, were confusing and nonsensical. 

“Hunger? Hunger? You have Hunger?”

“Colors. Buying colors. Bring colors!”

“Smells. All smells here.”

The voices coming from the shadowy “merchants” were high-pitched and screechy, like a flock of angry crows, with a grating, wheedling quality. Irene cringed at the sound. She had the urge to clap her hands over her ears though she suspected that wouldn’t blot out the voices. They seemed to be in her head, much like Andras’s had been.

A voice sounded in her ear, low and private, meant just for her. “You have fear. I will take.”

Irene let out an involuntary cry of alarm and whirled around. One of the vendors stood at her shoulder. It had stepped out from the shadows and was fully illuminated in the dim light, and for the first time, Irene could clearly see what was manning the stalls. It looked like a giant vulture—black, hulking, and massive. It loomed over her, hunched and grotesque, with a disturbingly human face, pinched and shrewish, with a hooked, beak-like nose and cruel, razor-sharp talons for hands. 

Oh my God, it’s a harpy, Irene thought wildly

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Meet the Author:

Terri Bruce has been making up adventure stories for as long as she can remember and won her first writing award when she was twelve. Like Anne Shirley, she prefers to make people cry rather than laugh, but is happy if she can do either. She produces fantasy and adventure stories from a haunted house in New England where she lives with her husband and three cats. She is the author of the Afterlife Series, which includes Hereafter (Afterlife #1) and Thereafter (Afterlife #2) and several short stories including “Welcome to OASIS” (“Dear Robot” anthology, Kelly Jacobson publisher) and “The Well” (“Scratching the Surface” anthology, Third Flatiron Press).

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Dianne Casey said...

Sounds like an interesting read,looking forward to reading.

Dianne Casey said...
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Sapphyria said...

Thank you for stopping by Dianne!