Shadow of Deception (The Kazumi Chronicles #1) by Sophia L. Johnson with excerpt and #giveaway @AuthorSLJ @DarkWorldBooks
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SHADOW OF DECEPTION (The Kazumi Chronicles #1)
by Sophia
L. Johnson
YA
Dystopian/Sci-fi
Published
on April 19th, 2015
2153,
Toronto, United Nation of North America (UNNA)
A
horrific plane crash kills all five hundred and forty-two passengers except
one. Kazumi emerges from the wreckage physically unscathed but has lost all her
memories. Her miraculous survival has the whole city buzzing but all she wants
is to go home, wherever home is.
After
waiting a month in the hospital with no one to claim her, Kazumi is deemed
homeless. She is about to be sent to a nearby teenage shelter when the nurse
she grew to trust ushers her down a mysterious path, one that promises safety
and maybe even the chance to recover her memories. With no better options
available, Kazumi takes her chance and finds herself in the headquarters of the
Sarcomeres, a secret society of genetically advanced humans hidden deep inside
the Rocky Mountains. The Sarc’s heightened physical abilities and high-tech
gadgets are not the only things that fascinate Kazumi. Finnegan O’Riley, a
fellow Sarc she meets along the way also gets her heart racing. When Kazumi
discovers that she possesses the genetic potential of a Sarcomere, she jumps at
the chance to train with them, not knowing the death defying tests that are
involved.
Meanwhile,
a centuries-old nemesis of the Sarcomeres begins to stir in the dark, setting
their dark plans in motion. Just when Kazumi thinks she can help protect her
new found home, past memories surface to threaten her new identity. She soon
realizes that layers of deception run deep and everyone has a secret agenda,
including herself.
Who can she trust when she can’t even trust herself? One wrong decision
could bring forth consequences worse than death.
All royalties made in the first year will go to a charity
called Covenant House, to help homeless youth.
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Excerpt
Despite
my slower pace, we manage to put a good distance between us and the pursuing
soldiers. The ruin that was once the train station is far behind us now.
Just
when I think we are out of harm’s way, four dark figures emerge from the trees
fifty feet ahead, blocking our path. Their faces are hooded by their purple
robes.
Finn
stops abruptly and I stumble forward. He tightens his grip on me so I don’t
trip and fall.
“What is it?” I gasp, feeling like a very
large person is sitting on my chest.
“Neuronics,” Finn says under his breath.
“Stay close to me, don’t look them in the eye, and don’t believe anything you
see. Use this when you have the chance.” He hands me a gun.
I
don’t remember if I ever held a gun before, but it’s heavier than I thought.
The cool and smooth metal is somewhat soothing against my hot and sweaty palm.
There are red markings infused into its gleaming surface, just like the blades
I saw back in the training hall. The lines and curves of the characters remind
me of ancient runes. And the red ink inside seems to be moving, like a mini
river flowing through a maze. This is his gun, not a stolen one from the
soldiers like I thought.
“Duck!” Finn pulls me to the ground as a
massive tree trunk flies over our heads. I look up and see the four figures
still standing at their original spot. Their hoods lowered, revealing their
stern faces. All of them male.
I
want to ask Finn where did that tree trunk come from but the blue soldiers have
caught up to us from behind. Finn springs onto his feet and collides with the
crowd of blue in a flash.
I
hold up my gun with trembling hands, thinking I can help Finn clear out a few
enemies. But the chaotic blur makes it difficult for me to aim. I shift my
attention to the purple figures and they too have advanced closer.
Trying
to steady my aim, I heedlessly stare into the eyes of one of the Neuronics and
find myself immobilized by his intense gaze. No matter how hard I try to look
away, my eyes will not comply. I begin to feel something invisible reaching
into my mind, like tentacles creeping through my brain, scrutinizing my every
brain cell.
NO!
Frantically,
I drop the gun and clutch my head with both hands. I need to get these
tentacles out of my head. But they are growing in number and are now in every
orifice of my head.
AHH!. . . gross!
I
can see their ends flailing from my nostrils. I grab onto one with my fingers
and I pinch as hard as I can. But the damn thing won’t die. The feeling is horrible,
like a sickening itch in my brain that I can never scratch.
The
sensation intensifies. I drop to my knees with a piercing cry. “Get off me!” I
scratch, squeeze, rake, and peel at every bit of tentacle that I can get my
hands on. They are too slimy and quick. The terrible itch spreads down my neck,
threatening to take over my whole body. I yank one tentacle out of my neck just
before it creeps down to my chest, but three more take its place with a
vengeance.
“AHHHH . . .”
My
hands are furiously battling with the creatures when my knee bumps into
something solid. Through the flailing limbs, I see the gun on the ground, the
gun Finn told me to use when the time is right.
I
grab the gun and press the cold barrel to my head. The agony is insufferable. I
wrap a finger around the trigger, ready for my sweet relief.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
With a degree in International
Business Management, Sophia has worked in a major marketing firm where she
realized the corporate world isn’t one she wants to be in. She then made the switch into the healthcare
industry as a Registered Massage Therapist by day and a writer by night. She is now a Massage Therapy instructor and a
published author living with her husband and daughter in Toronto. Her go-to genres are science fiction,
fantasy, and dystopian; or anything that sweeps her away into a foreign world
that promises adventure.
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