Great Summer Reads of 2019 Day 8!

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Melanie

is an author, designer, photographer, and flight attendant all rolled into one.

She has told stories all her life and finds her passion in sharing the plots

that spin through her head. She now lives in Portland, Oregon, with her two

dachshund-chihuahua dogs. She loves the beauty of the Pacific Northwest that

feeds her imagination.

When no one is listening, Melanie loves to belt Broadway songs in her living

room and car. Someday she hopes to be on a flight where someone is reading her

book.

 

 

 

 

To

escape capture by Imperial soldiers, 16-year-old Eridale Storm leaves the only

home she’s ever known and drags her younger sister into the wilds of

Mericon—the Empire that formed when America collapsed. Hoping to find safety

with their mother who disappeared when Eridale was three, the girls follow

clues that lead them across the country, but the empire hounds their every

step.

 

 

The journey draws Eridale deeper into the conflict between the Empire and the

rebel Freedom Fighters, producing questions about Eridale’s heritage, questions

no one wants to answer.

Caught between the threads of deception, rebellion, and betrayal, Eridale

struggles to find out who she is. The answers she finds could lead the country

back to freedom or shackle them under the imperial throne forever.

This is book 1 of a 4 book series and not a stand-alone book.

 

 

 

 

Snippet:

 

A painful moan leaves

my lips in lieu of a reply. Tears of betrayal stream down my cheeks, and my

chest aches like I’ve been skewered by a thousand arrows. When I reach the

beach, the first touches of dawn streak across the eastern sky. In the dim

light I can’t see the boat but the tell- tale splash of feet in the water and

muted grunts tells me a boat has come to shore.

            When I

locate the group, I march up to the small dinghy and rip the scarf from my

head, letting my red hair tumble out. The breeze catches it and furls it out

like a flag. My pale skin stands out like a beacon against the dark clothing.

Not surprisingly, the men stare. All my tears disappear.

 

            I throw my

shoulders back and lift my chin. “I am Eridale Storm, and I request passage on

your ship to the western shore of the gulf.”

 

 

 

 

 

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