The Resistance Book Blitz

The Resistance

By Alicia Michaels

Series: The Bionics, Book 2

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Published:  March 10th, 2015

Publisher:  Crimson Tree Publishing

Genre:  NA Paranormal Romance

Content Warning:  Coarse language, mild sexual innuendo

Recommended Age:  16+

 

About the Book

The-ResistanceAll it takes is a spark…

Blythe Sol never would have thought she would become the face of the Restoration Resistance. Yet, that is just what has happened now that the battle lines have been drawn. With the movement sweeping the United States, the stakes are higher than ever as President Drummond continues to prove his dedication to the destruction of the Bionics and all who stand with them.

The flame has been ignited…

As anger and frustration among the American people reaches the boiling point, citizens begin to fight back, many showing their support for the Bionics… despite the personal costs to themselves. As protests turn violent, and people who once cowered in silence begin to fight back, the government continues its practices that fly in the face of the very principles the nation was founded upon.

The time has come to revolt …

Despite the many losses it has sustained, the Resistance stands strong, leading America into revolution and onward toward change. With an unlikely, ragtag family of misfits at its forefront, the Resistance stands, while a girl who lost everything continues to fight for a future that was once impossible, but may now be within her reach.

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from The Resistance by Alicia Michaels

Dax tucks my hair behind one ear and kisses my forehead, causing tingles of awareness to spread over my face. How does he do that? Turn my bones into jelly with a single touch? Why am I always too f*cked up to accept it and let him love me?

“What will make you feel better?” he asks.

“This,” I answer. “Just you being here makes me feel better. You’re too good to me, Dax.”

His eyes bore into mine as he cups my cheek. “You deserve it. You deserve more than you accept from the people in your life. I try to give you that all the time, but you keep rejecting it.”

“I don’t mean to reject you.”

Then that magnetic smile appears. “I know. That’s why I’m persistent. Because, one day, you’re going to get it through your thick skull. And then, maybe you’ll allow yourself to be happy.”

My hand comes over his, and I inch closer to him on the bed. “Dax, I—”

The words are hardly out of my mouth before he’s kissing me, both hands cupping my face. His mouth is light on mine, a feathering caress, and as my eyes close, I cannot help but think of Gage. I can’t force it from my mind, the moment where he laid me on a hard floor, with the tiles cold against my back, and whispered my name. I can’t forget his touch on my skin, light and sweet.

Desperate to purge it from my mind, I cling to Dax, deepening the kiss, sweeping the inside of his mouth with my tongue. He groans at the contact and tightens his fingers in my hair, the motion almost painful. It jolts me out of my traitorous memories and brings me to the present. I am on fire, with Dax’s mouth taking mine in a swift dance of passion, and his hands whipping my tank top over my head.

Cool air dances across my skin as he lowers his head. His lips and tongue trace a scorching path down to my navel. I gasp as sensation spreads over my skin and sinks deep into my muscles, causing me to go limp in his grasp. Latching onto his shoulders, I hold tight as he kisses me, working his way back up to my throat, branding me with a sucking maneuver that’s sure to leave a hickey. In answer, I pull his shirt over his broad shoulders, baring his torso and scoring his rippling muscles with my fingernails. He shudders against my palms.

“Blythe,” he whispers, and in my mind, I can hear Gage making that same impassioned plea.

“Dax,” I growl, reminding myself who I’m with now.

His hand finds the claps of my bra and he pauses, glancing up into my eyes. We are about to cross into uncharted territory, and he’s asking for the okay. “I don’t care,” he says in answer to my unasked question. “I don’t care about him. I wouldn’t care if you screwed an entire football team, Blythe. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine.”

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About the Author

Alicia-MichaelsEver since she first read books like Chronicles of Narnia or Goosebumps, Alicia has been a lover of mind-bending fiction. Wherever imagination takes her, she is more than happy to call that place her home. The mother of two and wife to an Army sergeant loves chocolate, coffee, and of course good books. When not writing, you can usually find her with her nose in a book, shopping for shoes and fabulous jewelry, or spending time with her loving family.

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The Resistance Book Tour

The Resistance

By Alicia Michaels

The Bionics, Book 2

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Published:  March 10th, 2015

Publisher:  Crimson Tree Publishing

Genre:  NA Paranormal Romance

Content Warning:  Coarse language, mild sexual innuendo

Recommended Age:  16+

 

About the Book

The-ResistanceAll it takes is a spark…

Blythe Sol never would have thought she would become the face of the Restoration Resistance. Yet, that is just what has happened now that the battle lines have been drawn. With the movement sweeping the United States, the stakes are higher than ever as President Drummond continues to prove his dedication to the destruction of the Bionics and all who stand with them.

The flame has been ignited…

As anger and frustration among the American people reaches the boiling point, citizens begin to fight back, many showing their support for the Bionics… despite the personal costs to themselves. As protests turn violent, and people who once cowered in silence begin to fight back, the government continues its practices that fly in the face of the very principles the nation was founded upon.

The time has come to revolt …

Despite the many losses it has sustained, the Resistance stands strong, leading America into revolution and onward toward change. With an unlikely, ragtag family of misfits at its forefront, the Resistance stands, while a girl who lost everything continues to fight for a future that was once impossible, but may now be within her reach.

Purchase Links

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Excerpt

With weapons in our hands, we’ve managed to even the playing field. Still, the Rejects fight with a ferocity that we just cannot match without becoming monsters ourselves. Even now, our side chooses stunning in favor of killing. The ionized cuffs are whipped out as soon as they go down, chaining their prostrate bodies together as they lay unconscious. The issue of what to do with them comes later. The few we have killed are ignored; a necessary evil committed when there is no other choice.

My body goes into fight mode, and all thought is lost. Muscle memory takes over as I fight any and everything in my path. Bones and cartilage snap under my hands, and my well-fired lasers stun one after the other. My concentration is only broken when pain jolts my human arm and explodes in my chest. I glance down to find a jagged tear in the arm of my flight suit and blood welling in a gash going down my bicep, almost to the elbow. The red, sticky liquid oozes down to my fingertips and drips onto the street. I turn to find Baron standing nearby, the long blade that’s attached to his bionic arm speckled with my blood.

“Hello, love,” he says, his Aussie accent thick with sarcasm. “Always a pleasure to see you.”

I level my gun at him and take a shot, but he deflects the single laser with a slash of his blade. It bounces off and disappears somewhere into the fighting mob surrounding us.

“Now, now,” he says, clicking his tongue in admonition. “How very rude of you. I didn’t shoot you. Honestly, love, I thought you and I had a connection.”

“Never!” I hiss. “I am nothing like you!”

He scoffs. “You and I are more alike than you could ever imagine, love. I really do like you, but if you don’t get out of my way, I’m going to have to hurt you more.”

I raise my bloodied arm and curl my hand into a fist. “Retract that blade so I can beat the shit out of you.”

Baron smiles, and insanity glows in his eyes. “Gladly.”

The blade is gone and he lunges at me, a sneer fixed on his face. I race forward to meet him, ducking as he throws the first punch. My leg sweeps out to knock his feet out from under him, but as he goes down, his legs capture mine and twist, taking me with him. He’s over me in a flash, hands wrapped around my throat and choking off my air supply. Remembering my training, I wrap my legs around his waist. Grasping the lapels of his jacket, I roll him off me and switch our positions, straddling him and bringing my titanium fist down on his head. His metal-domed head hits the ground and bounces off, unhurt. Anger clouds my vision as I think of the people in that video being burned to a crisp and children being thrown from a roof. A sound like an enraged growl burns in my chest and escapes my throat as I punch him again and again, the clanking sound of metal against metal resounding as I pound against his head. Baron’s head bobbles like a rag doll and then snaps left as I pound his jaw with a powerful right hook. Blood sprays from his mouth and a tooth goes flying. Typically, a punch in the face from my metal hand can render a person unconscious. Apparently, crazy people are more resilient than others are. A spray of red fills my vision, and I’m torn between being pissed off or grossed out when I realize that Baron has spit blood in my face. Blinking to see through the crimson gore dripping down my face like bloody tears, I don’t see it coming when his head—now dented from my assault—races up toward mine.

My head snaps back, pain explodes through my head and down my spine, and I fall to the ground in a heap. Swiping at my eyes, I cannot muster the strength to lift my head, let alone stand. I can feel my body trying to slip into unconsciousness, but fight it with everything in my being. To lose consciousness now will mean death. Baron stands over me and clenches the fist of his bionic hand, causing the blade to slip out again. He raises it high and sneers down at me.

“If you don’t wish to be a part of the new world order, then you must be eliminated. I won’t allow anyone to stand in my way. Not even you.”

I glare at him and try to raise my head, wincing as I realize some of the blood trickling down my head is my own. There’s a huge gash on my forehead. “How could you do this? You’re ruining the only chance our kind has left of becoming part of society again.”

Baron laughs. “Why would I want to be part of society when I could rule it? That’s the problem with you fools in the Resistance. You don’t see the bigger picture.”

My heart pounds in my chest as he brings his arm down, the blade racing toward me. I muster enough strength to roll out of its path once. The blade scrapes against the gravel and he lifts it again, laughing as he prepares to take my head off with a single blow.

 

About the Author

Alicia-MichaelsEver since she first read books like Chronicles of Narnia or Goosebumps, Alicia has been a lover of mind-bending fiction. Wherever imagination takes her, she is more than happy to call that place her home. The mother of two and wife to an Army sergeant loves chocolate, coffee, and of course good books. When not writing, you can usually find her with her nose in a book, shopping for shoes and fabulous jewelry, or spending time with her loving family.

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The Bionics Book Blitz

The Bionics

by Alicia Michaels

The Bionics Novels, Book 1

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Published:   February 10, 2015

Publisher:  Crimson Tree Publishing

Genre:  NA Paranormal Romance

Content Warning:  Coarse language, mild sexual innuendo

Recommended Age:  16+

 

About the Book

Bionics

All Blythe Sol ever wanted was to be a normal girl. Yet, her dreams of following in her father’s footsteps by joining the military after graduation are crushed when nuclear war comes to the United States in the year 4006. Tens of thousands are killed in a series of attacks on many major cities, while thousands more are left injured from the devastation of the blasts, or terminally ill from the effects of radiation.

When the government offers the sick and injured a second chance as part of the Restoration Project, how could they refuse? Hoping to put her life back together after the blasts take both her arm and her eye, Blythe enrolls in the program filled with hope. She never expects that the bionic additions will change her life so drastically. When it is discovered that those outfitted with the robotic parts have become enhanced beyond the limits of ordinary human ability, normal can never exist for her again.

The Bionics become targets of the government, as fear of them spreads across the nation, further enflamed by media propaganda and political conspiracy. Forced to go into hiding or face execution, society’s outcasts band together to form the Restoration Resistance—an underground rebellion which Blythe becomes a part of in order to survive. She could never imagine that joining them would thrust her at the forefront of an imminent revolution, or that it would put her in a confusing tug-of-war between two of her fellow soldiers—Gage Bronson, the mysterious new addition to the Resistance, and Dax Janner, her best friend. Even though Gage is rapidly capturing her heart, she is forced to face the possibility that her feelings for Dax might just go beyond friendship. However, with impending war and the threat of death hanging over her head, Blythe hardly has time to worry about anything as trivial as a love life…

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Excerpt

I met Blythe on one of the hottest days of the year 4008. Even though we’d just had snow the day before, the temperature is now a blazing 110 degrees in Atlanta, and Georgia’s characteristic humidity is at an all-time high. It is a sign of the times we live in—melted snow streaming down the street in slushy chunks as people in tank tops, shorts, and sandals saunter the sidewalk covered in a glistening sheen of sweat.

I’d give anything to be wearing shorts right now, but I can’t let my legs show. The linen pants I’m wearing are thin, but everything feels like a turtleneck and a pair of corduroys in this heat. I’m walking through a well-to-do neighborhood in northern Atlanta, heading toward a safe house for Bios I’m sharing with about fifteen other people. The safe house is run by an old man we call Pops, and he is not one of us. He lost most of his family in the blasts and just wants to help in any way he can. Little do we know that on this day, the hottest day of 4008, we will lose our only friend and protection from the world in a raid.

It is because of this raid that I encounter a girl with a bionic eye, who sits on the lawn in front of a sprawling, three story house with a white picket fence, crying as she stares down the barrel of a gun. Somehow, everything else ceases to exist in that moment. The groceries I’m carrying fall to the ground and the paper sacks rip, spilling the contents across the pavement. I faintly register the smell of fire and smoke coming from deeper in the neighborhood, and in my mind I know they’ve discovered our safe house and possibly several others.

Families line the street, many of them crying and screaming as MPs cart off their loved ones, shoving them into the back of the hovercrafts lining the street. These crafts are headed for Stonehead and everyone knows once you go in, there is no coming out.

Why this one girl should pull on my heart strings when there are others suffering nearby, I am not sure. Maybe it’s because of the three bodies strewn across the lawn behind her; two adults and a child no older than five, all dead. Maybe it’s because instead of arresting her for due process, three jackass MPs are taunting her over just having killed her family, and threatening to kill her for fighting back as they dragged her from the house.

As I run to her, she looks up and her eyes connect with mine. I know I have to save her.

It all happens so fast. Within the span of a minute, I’ve kicked loose one of the boards of the white picket fence and used it as a weapon against the three MPs. Despite my broken past, this is the first time I will ever kill. I feel no remorse as I shove the pointed fencepost through the face shield of the last officer standing, feel no pity as his blood bathes my neck and shoulders. I feel only primal satisfaction for finally fighting back.

I am tired of running.

The girl is in the fetal position on the ground, clutching dead child against her chest and sobbing in a way I’ve never heard anyone sob before. The sound will haunt my dreams for the rest of my life.

By now we’ve caught the attention of others, who have seen what I’ve done. A riot breaks out on the street, with Bios fighting alongside their families, desperate to save themselves and each other, tired of taking shit from the government.

In the midst of the fray is Blythe, broken, beaten and grieving, lying in the grass like a kicked puppy, waiting to die.

I won’t let her.

About the Author

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Ever since she first read books like Chronicles of Narnia or Goosebumps, Alicia has been a lover of mind-bending fiction. Wherever imagination takes her, she is more than happy to call that place her home. The mother of two and wife to an Army sergeant loves chocolate, coffee, and of course good books. When not writing, you can usually find her with her nose in a book, shopping for shoes and fabulous jewelry, or spending time with her loving family.

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The Bionics Book Tour

The Bionics

By Alicia Michaels

The Bionics Novels, Book 1

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Published:   February 10th, 2015

Publisher:  Crimson Tree Publishing

Genre:  NA Paranormal Romance

Content Warning:  Coarse language, mild sexual innuendo

Recommended Age:  16+

Bionics

About the Book

 

All Blythe Sol ever wanted was to be a normal girl. Yet, her dreams of following in her father’s footsteps by joining the military after graduation are crushed when nuclear war comes to the United States in the year 4006. Tens of thousands are killed in a series of attacks on many major cities, while thousands more are left injured from the devastation of the blasts, or terminally ill from the effects of radiation.

When the government offers the sick and injured a second chance as part of the Restoration Project, how could they refuse? Hoping to put her life back together after the blasts take both her arm and her eye, Blythe enrolls in the program filled with hope. She never expects that the bionic additions will change her life so drastically. When it is discovered that those outfitted with the robotic parts have become enhanced beyond the limits of ordinary human ability, normal can never exist for her again.

The Bionics become targets of the government, as fear of them spreads across the nation, further enflamed by media propaganda and political conspiracy. Forced to go into hiding or face execution, society’s outcasts band together to form the Restoration Resistance—an underground rebellion which Blythe becomes a part of in order to survive. She could never imagine that joining them would thrust her at the forefront of an imminent revolution, or that it would put her in a confusing tug-of-war between two of her fellow soldiers—Gage Bronson, the mysterious new addition to the Resistance, and Dax Janner, her best friend. Even though Gage is rapidly capturing her heart, she is forced to face the possibility that her feelings for Dax might just go beyond friendship. However, with impending war and the threat of death hanging over her head, Blythe hardly has time to worry about anything as trivial as a love life…

Purchase Links

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Excerpt

When the airstrip comes into view, I know that we’re in deep shit. Jenica, Blythe, and the Professor haven’t even made it to the craft yet and are ducked down behind a row of hover bikes, taking cover. I can see our hijacked government craft several hundred yards away, its guns raised and swiveling on their turrets as Dax and Sayer try to help us pick off the MPs one by one. It is an impossible task—there are too many of them. The smart thing to do is run, but I know Dax won’t leave without the others. As I weigh my options as quickly as possible, I realize that there is no way we’re getting out of this together.  I start across the tarmac, gun in one hand, raising my COMM device with the other.

“Janner!” I bark as Dax as I make a beeline for a craft parked on the other end of the airstrip. With so much manpower concentrated on the others, this craft is unguarded. I’ve never piloted a hovercraft in my life and what little I do know has come from watching Jenica at the controls, but I can’t think about that now. The MPs are closing in on Blythe and the others and there is nowhere for them to run. “Do you know how to fly one of these things?”

Dax’s voice—or rather, Sergeant Barnes’ voice—crackles over the speaker. “Not that particular model, but Strom does. What are you thinking, Bronson?”

“I’m thinking you need to get out of here and get our rescued prisoners home,” I say as I reach the hovercraft and proceed to climb up toward the closed hatch, all the while praying that it is unlocked.

“That’s a negative, Bronson,” Dax answers, yelling to be heard over the sound of gunfire. “We’re not leaving without our team intact.”

“That’s not exactly an option,” I answer, trying the hatch and find it open. I quickly scramble inside. “We’re going to have to split up. Put Strom on the line and tell him I need a five-minute piloting lesson. I’m going for Jenica, the Professor, and Blythe.”

Dax hesitates for a split second before I hear his heavy sigh over the speaker. “You’d better not get them killed,” he grumbles, and I can picture him grudgingly handling the COMM device to Sayer. “Or I will seriously kick your ass.”

“If I don’t do something, we’re screwed either way,” I retort before Sayer comes on the line.

“Strom here.”

“Strom, give me the basics,” I say as I run up the hovercraft’s center aisle and find the pilot’s chair. Rows of foreign buttons, gauges and screens line the panel in front of me. I watch through the window while the space between Jenica, Blythe and the Professor and the MPs grows smaller. I don’t have much time.

“See that clear plastic box to your right near the throttle?” Sayer asks over the COMM device.

I nod. “Yeah.”

“Pop it open and flip that red switch.”

I do as he says and immediately the hum of the hovercraft tells me it’s turned on. “Done.”

“There’s a series of silver switches to your left.”

I locate them. “Yeah, there are six of them.”

“Those control your elevation. Each one will lift you higher into the air. Flip the first two and that’ll get you high enough that you’re flying but still low enough to swoop down and grab Jenica, Blythe, and Professor Hinkley.”

I quickly follow his instructions and the hovercraft jolts as I flip the two switches, then it ascends, hovering several feet over the ground.

“Now what?” I ask, dropping into the pilot’s chair and fastening the harness. My hands shake as I grip the throttle.

“Fly,” Sayer answers before the connection is cut.

 

Author Interview

It is my pleasure to welcome Alicia Michaels, author of The Bionics, to Room With Books.

Hi Alicia, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Please tell us  about yourself and your background?

Hi there! Happy to be here. I am a wife and mother of three who works from home as an author. I’m a Texas native who loves books, movies, shopping, and food (cooking and eating). I’ve been a published author for three years now, and have written over two dozen books under various pen names.

What were you like at school?

I was a bit of an oddity. I got bullied in elementary and middle school, so I spent a lot of time by myself reading or hanging out with the other nerds and outcasts. I skipped a grade, so I was younger than everyone else, which made it even harder. By the time I got to high school, I got tired of being bullied and stopped taking people’s crap. I became more outgoing, and even though I was never popular, I had a lot of friends. Because, as we all know, the popular crowd is usually very small. There were way more friends to be had outside that circle. I joined the swim team, competed in various choir competitions, and did drama. No matter what, though, I could always been seen with my nose in a book.

Were you good at English?

English was my favorite subject. I was the kid who was happy when there was an essay or term paper to be written, because it was one thing I always knew I could get an A on. I also loved all the great books we got to read for English like The Scarlet Letter, Lord of the Flies, etc.

What are your ambitions for your writing career?

Of course I think all authors would love to be on the USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists, and sell millions of books, get rich, and have their books adapted to film. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t dream of those things. But honestly, if that never happens, I’m just happy to have a voice and a platform through which I can share that voice with my work. As long as people are reading my books, I’m happy writing them.

Which writers inspire you?

There are a lot. Too many to name. I have my favorites and go through seasons where one writer is my inspiration for that time. Right now that person is George RR Martin, authors of Game of Thrones. As someone who writes Fantasy, I find him to be an excellent example of exemplary world-building and character development.

Give us an insight into your main character. What does he/she do that is so special?

Blythe is me. She is every 19 year-old girl out there, with the same dreams and ambitions we’ve all had, or still have. She wants a normal life, she wants love, maybe a family someday. But her circumstances are what make her extraordinary. Losing parts of herself in a nuclear attack, and then having to reform her identity once her arm and eye are replaced by bionic prosthetics … fighting for her life when the government turned on her kind … losing everyone she’s ever loved … standing against oppression with a group of vigilante freedom fighters … these are the things that make her extraordinary.

What are you working on at the minute?

Tempest’s Fury, the fourth book in my YA Fantasy series, The Lost Kingdom of Fallada.

Which actor/actress would you like to see playing the lead character from your most recent book?

I’m a huge fan of Jurnee Smollet (The Great Debaters, Tyler Perry’s Temptation, True Blood). Not only does she look exactly how I picture Blythe in my mind, she has the passion and presence to pull the character off.

What made you decide to sit down and actually start something?

At this point, writing has become my livelihood. I went from publishing one novel, to having several out, with three series that have fans waiting for the sequels. So, there really isn’t a choice anymore. This is how I support my family. So when one book is finished, I take a very short time to rest, then I jump on the next one. That isn’t to say that I don’t still enjoy it. This is my job, but I love every day, every minute, every task, every word written.

Do you have a special time to write or how is your day structured?

It’s kind of hard to have structure when two of my kids stay home with me during the day. My oldest is in school, but my boys are both under 4 years old. One is still in diapers. I try to make lists of tasks for the day, and do my best to stick for it, and still make time to write. But it doesn’t always work out that way. I have learned to be flexible and do as much as I can in a day without overextending myself.

Where do your ideas come from?

Ideas jump out at me from everywhere. Inspiration is funny like that. Books, movies, songs … seeing a random stranger in public, or a conversation with a friend. There’s no one place. Inspiration is everywhere.

Do you work to an outline or plot or do you prefer just see where an idea takes you?

Rarely do I outline. If I do, it’s only because certain research I’ve done needs to fit into the story in a certain way. Aside from that, I allow the story to unfold organically, letting the characters drive the story by doing what feels natural. I find that makes the story more spontaneous, and it makes the plot twists more effective.

What is the hardest thing about writing?

Writing is easy. It’s the part that comes after that’s hard. Editing, and taking criticism. Releasing it to the world and waiting for feedback. No matter how many books I write and release, that never changes.

Do you read much and if so who are your favorite authors?

I am always reading! I love multiple genres and authors, so it’s hard to choose favorites. But I do love George RR Martin, Loretta Chase, Julia Quinn, Suzanne Collins, Courtney Milan, C.S. Lewis … the list goes on and on!

For your own reading, do you prefer eBooks or traditional paper/hard back books?

There’s no preference. I just love to read a good story. A book is a book in any form. E-books have become more practical and convenient for me, having kids who like to rip pages, and limited space for storing paperbacks. But I do have a big collection of both kinds.

What book are you reading at present?

Walking the Edge by Zee Monodee (Romantic Suspense)

Tell us about the cover and how it came about.

I love the cover for The Bionics. It can be very hard to find models who fit your character, but the girl we found to portray the main character, Blythe Sol, was just perfect. I wanted to show toughness and vulnerability, and I think she portrays both. We also wanted to do something to show that she is different from other humans, thus the enhancement ot her eye, making it appear different from the other. That is Blythe’s bionic eye.

Who designed your book cover?

Marya Heiman of Strong Image Editing. She’s an AMAZING artist, and understands concepts and how to expand them into a tangible product.

Do you think that giving books away free works and why?

I don’t just think it, I KNOW it works. It continues to be the best way I have found to get my books into the hands of new readers.

How do you relax?

Reading, of course. Shopping, cooking, watching movies with my husband, playing with my kids, sewing. Did I mention shopping?

How can readers discover more about you and you work?

They can visit me at www.fantasybyalicia.com, or one of my many social media pages.

Facebook: www.facebook.com/fantasybyalicia

Twitter: www.twitter.com/fantasybyalicia

Instagram: www.instagram.com/aliciamichaelsauthor

Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/alicia_michaels

Any final words?

Thanks so much for having me on your blog today and for your awesome questions!

Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to take part in this interview.

 

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Ever since she first read books like Chronicles of Narnia or Goosebumps, Alicia has been a lover of mind-bending fiction. Wherever imagination takes her, she is more than happy to call that place her home. The mother of two and wife to an Army sergeant loves chocolate, coffee, and of course good books. When not writing, you can usually find her with her nose in a book, shopping for shoes and fabulous jewelry, or spending time with her loving family.

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Michaels, Alicia: Spark, The Bionics Series, Book 4

 

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Spark, The Bionics Series, Book 4

Alicia Michaels

Published:  January 20, 2014

Publisher: Crimson Tree Publishing

Word Count:  36,000

Genre:  NA Dystopian

Content Warning:  Minor violence, coarse language, and mild sexual content

Recommended Age:  16+

Synopsis:

Spark

Most nineteen-year-old girls are thinking about college, stretching the wings of newfound adulthood, and boys. Well, I’ll probably go to college and all my dreams of the future are gone. I’ve been adult for much longer than I should have been and my girlhood was stolen the minute the North Koreans dropped their nukes over the United States. As for boys … well, that’s pretty much out of the question now, too. My love life is too messy to even talk about.

I have nothing.

Except, maybe, my cause, my mission, The Resistance. It is the hope I have to cling to, I am counting on it to pave the way to my future. As things heat up and the terrorist sect known as The Rejects make themselves known opponents of society in this war, the choice to be on the side of good is harder than ever. My friends are broken; Olivia is a shell of her former self and Jenica is barely hanging on. Dax and Gage … well, we’re not talking about my love life, remember?

The Rejects, the government, President Drummond; they are pressing in on us from all sides and the weight tremendous. Still, when given the choice to crumble or stand, I’d rather stand. Times are dark, but we are here, a rebellion, a whisper in the dark, a spark that lights the flames of change.

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Excerpt:

“Please,” I beg the officer standing in front of me, the face shield of his helmet pushed back. “Take me and let them go. They had nothing to do with this.”

Nearby, my mom and dad are prostrate on the ground, their hands cuffed behind their backs. My little sister is sobbing beside them on her knees, her face buried in her hands. The officer who I now know as Captain Rodney Jones of the Enforcers Squadron sneers at me before spitting on the ground. His loogie misses me by inches. “Young lady, are you aware of the law regarding the harboring of Bionics and its consequences?”

I nod, tears streaming from my human eye. My heart is pounding in my chest. “Yes, but… these people weren’t harboring me,” I say. “I’ve been sneaking in and out of their basement every night looking for a place to sleep, that’s all. They had no idea I was there.”

“Really?” His tone tells me he doesn’t believe a word I’m saying. He walks over to where my parents are lying. He grasps my mother by her beautiful, wheat-colored hair and yanks, forcing her head up. She cries out, and my father thrashes in his bonds.

“Stop!” he bellows, his large shoulders tensing as he strains against the cuffs. Sweat is pouring from his dark forehead, but his eyes are narrowed and murderous. “Leave my wife and daughters alone,” he says, his voice deceptively calm. I can hear the edge of anger there. “I’m the one you need to deal with. Talk to me.”

Rodney shrugs and releases my mom, her head falling back to the grass with a dull ‘thud’. Captain Jones crouches beside my father, who is glaring up at him from where he lays, powerless to protect me.

I should have left. I never should have let him talk me into hiding out in the basement of our house. Jones presses the gun between my father’s eyes and I scream, fighting against the large hand clamped down on my shoulder. A blow stuns me as the M.P. holding me captive whips his pistol across my face. My vision blurs, and my ears roar with the sound of rushing blood. I can feel my cheek swelling.

“What is your name?” Jones asks quietly.

My father doesn’t bat an eyelash. “Zion Sol.”

“Zion, do you know this girl?”

Please, I think, my eyes locking with his as he turns to look at me. Please lie!

My dad simply smiles at me, tears filling his eyes. “It’s okay, Blythe,” he says gently. “It’s going to be okay.”

A sob escapes my lips, and I hang my head. Why didn’t he lie? He could have at least saved himself, my mom, and my sister. Now, we are all going to die.

“She is my daughter,” my father continues. “I hid her willingly and knowingly, and I would do it again.”

The words are barely out of his mouth before the sound of the shot rings out over our yard. My father’s head falls back to the ground, blood oozing from the hole between his eyebrows.

About the Author:

Alicia Michaels

Ever since she first read books like Chronicles of Narnia or Goosebumps, Alicia has been a lover of mind-bending fiction. Wherever imagination takes her, she is more than happy to call that place her home. The mother of two and wife to an Army sergeant loves chocolate, coffee, and of course good books. When not writing, you can usually find her with her nose in a book, shopping for shoes and fabulous jewelry, or spending time with her loving family.

Amazon Author Page | Facebook | Twitter | GoodReads | Website

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  • Reader’s choice of any Clean Teen Publishing eBook and a bookmark swag pack.

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