Welcome to YA Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event was first organized by author Colleen Houck as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors…and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get a clue for the hunt.
Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize–one lucky winner will receive one book from each author on the hunt in my team!
But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online until April 9th at noon Pacific Time!
Go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are five contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I am a part of the GOLD TEAM–but there is also a red team, a blue team, a purple team, and a pink team for a chance to win a whole different set of books!
If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page.
SCAVENGER HUNT PUZZLE
Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve hidden my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the gold team, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!).
Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.
Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by April 9th, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.
SCAVENGER HUNT POST
Today, I have the pleasure of hosting Joshua David Bellin on my website for the YA Scavenger Hunt.
Joshua David Bellin has been writing novels since he was eight years old (though the first few were admittedly very short). He taught college for twenty years, wrote a bunch of books for college students, then decided to return to writing fiction. He is the author of three YA science fiction novels: the two-part Survival Colony series (Survival Colony 9 and Scavenger of Souls) and the deep-space adventure/romance Freefall, which releases this September. Josh loves to read, watch movies, and spend time in Nature with his kids. Oh, yeah, and he likes monsters. Really scary monsters.
Find out more information by checking out Joshua David Bellin’s author website and learn more about his book here: http://joshuadavidbellin.com/
Having defeated a nest of the monstrous Skaldi, Querry Genn and his mother, Aleka, seek a permanent refuge for their colony. But when they encounter another colony, Querry is forced to confront the gruesome secrets that haunt his past. Joining forces with Mercy, a girl with secrets of her own, Querry fights to save the future in this gripping conclusion to the Survival Colony series.
To get your own copy of SCAVENGER OF SOULS, head over to Amazon!
The Survival Colony series, consisting of SURVIVAL COLONY 9 and SCAVENGER OF SOULS, tells the story of a teenage boy’s battle to defeat a monstrous threat fifty years after war has laid waste to his world. But I’ve long dreamed of going back in time to tell the story of the war, the founding of the survival colonies, and the appearance of the creatures called Skaldi. The following excerpt is my first draft of the prologue to this story, which I’m tentatively titling DARK’S DOMINION.
The boy walked toward the city.
He’d been walking for days. His bare feet were torn and caked with dust. He’d seen no one else in all that time. No food had presented itself either, and he was ravenous with hunger.
The boy couldn’t remember his name.
He couldn’t remember anything about himself. Not where he was born, not who he’d known, not what had happened to him. It was as if his life had sprung into existence the morning he woke to the endless brown dust of the desert, the angry brown light of the sky. For all the days he’d wandered the desert, drawn toward the ruins of the city he somehow knew lay far to the west, he’d tried without success to recall anything about the time before he’d fallen asleep. The ache in his mind to know who he was felt as sharp as the ache in his belly, both of them driving him relentlessly onward.
The first spires of the city rose out of the desert, wavering in the heat. Even from this distance, the boy could tell how badly the place had been damaged: gaping holes showed through some of the towers, while others had partially collapsed so that they leaned against those still standing. The geometric design of the city, uprights and horizontals, had been changed into a thicket of curved and broken lines.
Still the boy shuffled forward. Something deeper than memory told him that in this desolate place, he’d find what he lacked.
His feet scuffed against stone. Or not stone—concrete. He’d reached the outskirts of the city, the rubble of flattened buildings. The wind had poured the desert over the ruins, cloaking cement and steel in brown dust. The boy’s feet burned as they came into contact with the heated sand and concrete.
The place seemed deserted, the only sound the whine of the wind. But the boy had a feeling, stronger than ever before, that he was not alone. His eyes flicked from side to side as he walked, hoping to catch a hint of another’s presence.
In the shadows beneath a heap of toppled steel, something had shifted, something had separated itself from the dark. The movement was so quick the boy was certain that whoever had made it had been trying to keep hidden.
But the boy had seen it. He was sure of it. His feet turned and approached the hiding place, one of many formed by the city’s collapse.
There was a sudden flurry, a sharp noise, a dark, fleeing shape. A hard object slammed into the boy’s shoulder, staggering but not stopping him. He reached out for the tattered figure that had taken a shot at him, and in that instant he was transformed, his feet no longer dragging the ground, his body moving like a gust of wind. He caught up to the person in a second, and had just enough time to glimpse the terrified face.
Then something happened to the boy. His body shuddered, his stomach feeling as if it’d been turned inside out. His mouth opened, and then it was no longer just his mouth, it was all the flesh from his face to his chest peeling back to reveal the cavity within him. It sickened him, this sensation of being torn apart, but at the same time he welcomed it. Without thought, without will, without anything but the urgent need to feed, he spread his arms wide and embraced the vagabond, and as his prey screamed, the boy knew.
He knew his name. He knew his past. The long night of his existence blazed with light, and he saw the life of the man he consumed as if it were his own: the people he’d loved, the people he’d lost. He saw it all, and for one brief moment it was as if those people were still with him, as if they hadn’t been swept away by the bombs that had reduced this city to rubble.
But then it was gone again, the memories fading into the twilight.
The Skaldi walked on through the city, wearing a new skin, eyeing the road ahead for its next meal.
© 2017 by Joshua David Bellin
To enter for a chance to win a ton of awesome books, you need my favorite number: 17! Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on the gold team and you’ll have all the secret code to enter for the grand prize! (Since FRAGILE CHAOS isn’t out July, I’ll be contributing a paperback of THE WRATH AND THE DAWN by Renee Ahdieh.)
To enter my personal giveaway for an eARC of FRAGILE CHAOS, see the Rafflecopter HERE.
CONTINUE THE HUNT