Sybrina Publishing: Goddess Fish Promotions - Fear Justice by C C Bolick

Thursday, September 19, 2019

Goddess Fish Promotions - Fear Justice by C C Bolick

Fear Justice

by C.C. Bolick

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GENRE: YA Urban Fantasy

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BLURB:

Seventeen-year-old Rena Mason counts the days until she can leave for college. Every night her father drinks himself to sleep, leaving her to care for her younger brother. When her father is kidnapped by terrorists, her dreams of freedom become a nightmare.

Stunned that her father has a history with these terrorists, Rena knows she must run or be their next victim. She learns the tough guy at school has a reason to look after her - he's working for a government agency with the same goal as the terrorists: find a woman who disappeared eighteen years ago. Time is running out since only this woman's special gift can save the world from a looming nuclear attack.

Rena can't trust anyone, especially not the stone-cold agent she's falling for. Can they save the world before Rena's feelings trap her in an agent's fight for justice?

Fear Justice contains elements of fantasy, sci-fi, and paranormal, with a clean romance. It's the first book in an exciting new series called The Fear Chronicles.

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EXCERPT

He smiled and held out a hand. “I’m Tony and no, I’ve never thought of myself as a nice guy.”

Staring at his outstretched hand, I hesitated. “Rena.”

Tony moved his hand closer and his eyes took on a look of intensity, as if daring me to shake his hand.

“What’s with the gloves?” I asked.

“Skin allergies. What’s with the hesitation?”

“Hesitation?” With defiance, I reached forward. “I’m not afraid of you.”

“What are you afraid of?”

As his hand gripped mine, my breathing sped and I fought to control my voice. Our skin wasn’t even touching. Hiding my feelings with Robbie had been easy, but this was… weird. “Why are you worried about who I date? You don’t even know me.”

“I know your name is Rena Mason. We’ve got physics together.”

A twinge of guilt caught me off-guard. “I haven’t noticed you before.”

“My dad taught me to blend in with my surroundings, like camouflage.”

“He was a hunter?”

“Not exactly, but he did teach me how to shoot before he left.”

“Left?” The instant his words were out, I felt a connection to him. It was a sadness that welled from deep inside, the knowledge that we were alike in a terrible way.

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GUEST POST BY THE AUTHOR

I once thought someone should invent a machine that stimulates ideas. As an electrical engineer, I set out to design this machine. After late nights of drawing the schematic, modeling the prototype into a USB compatible device, and testing the jolt at a safe voltage level, I was ready to make history.

Problem was, I couldn’t get it FDA approved…

All joking aside, most of my ideas come from dreaming. I may only remember a glimpse of a character’s smile or a few words as they try to talk someone off a ledge. In those precious moments when I open my eyes and face the world, I feel as if my characters are real enough to touch.

Sometimes I’m filled with so many ideas at once, I get anxious because I can’t write fast enough. That’s when it’s time to go for a drive and jam one of my favorite playlists. I have dozens of playlists with everything from classical music to hip-hop. Songs for every mood possible.

At other times, I’m lost in that heinous place called writer’s block. Best not to talk about my own personal hell.

About a year ago, my health declined and I found myself struggling to sleep. I’d stay in bed for eight to ten hours at a time. My eyes were closed, but I wasn’t sleeping. The only times I really seemed to sleep was during meetings at work. And my binge-watching TV time? Nope, had to cancel Netflix due to my inability to keep my eyes open.

During this time, plotting stories turned into that long walk to HR none of us wants to take.

I complained to my doctor, which is when we both realized I wasn’t dreaming. At least, I couldn’t remember dreaming. My health was suffering and so was my writing. So, my doctor prescribed a machine to help me breathe at night. Within weeks, my health had improved. Within days, my dreams were back.

And so were my characters.

All of this thanks to an electronic device – who would have guessed?

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

C.C. Bolick grew up in south Alabama, where she’s happy to still reside. She’s an engineer by day and a writer by night—too bad she could never do one without the other.

Camping, fishing… she loves the outdoors and the warm Alabama weather. For years she thought up stories to write and finally started putting them on paper back in 2006. If you hear her talking with no one to answer, don’t think she’s crazy. Since talking through her stories works best, a library is her worst place to write… even though it’s her favorite!

C.C. loves to mix sci-fi and paranormal—throw in a little romance and adventure and you’ve got her kind of story. She’s written nine books including the Leftover Girl series, The Agency series, and The Fear Chronicles.

The Book is on sale for $0.99 during the tour.

Buy Link:

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07N53W6CK

Author Links:

www.ccbolick.com

https://www.facebook.com/CCBolick/

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15857316.C_C_Bolick

https://www.instagram.com/cc_bolick/

https://twitter.com/ccbolick

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One randomly chosen winner via rafflecopter will win

a $50 Amazon/BN.com gift card.