OFFENDERS by MICHAEL BROOKS BOOK BLITZ





Since a young age Michael Brooks has been told he was best at making things up. If it wasn’t concocting a lie to get out of trouble, it was creating wild tales about aliens abducting cows from the barn, or stories of ghosts haunting the woods that surrounded their farmhouse in Missouri. Now he’s all grown up, earned a degree in creative writing, and has turned his passion for “making things up” into a profession.. 
He lives in Utah with his beautiful wife, their five amazing kiddos, four crazy chicken, too many fish to count, an impressive wand collection, and one or two invisible dragons. He also writes and illustrates stories for younger readers under the name Mikey Brooks. You can find more about him and his other books at www.mikeybrooks.com.

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MURDER MADE HIM A PRISONER. TRUTH CAN SET HIM FREE.
In a distant  future, all criminals of violent crimes are sentenced to life in the  Arena where they must battle against both man and beast in a fight to  the death.

When sixteen-year-old Calvin Sawyer is wrongly  convicted of his father’s murder, his charmed life as the son of a  senator is changed forever. He’s stripped of his rights, his humanity,  even his name. Now as the property of the Arena, offender CS4521 must  learn to fight in the colosseum. It’s kill or be killed.  
See what people are saying about the book

“Murder, friendship, and forbidden romance in a tech-heavy futuristic world. Offender is everything we love about dystopian literature.”
—Rebecca Rode,  USA Today bestselling author of the Numbers Game Trilogy.
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Offender gripped me on the first page and didn’t let go until the last line. Sharp and emotional writing combined with a hero you can’t help but cheer on. It will keep you turning pages with anticipation. Can’t wait for the next installment!”
— Ilima Todd, bestselling author of the Remake series


Snippet:

Her hand touches mine and lingers. I take in a breath, then go for it. Millimeters away from our lips touching, she turns her head, cutting me off. I’m not sure what to do now. My hand feels awkward holding hers. I must have screwed something up. Maybe I talked too much, or didn’t talk enough. I thought a date in the park would be romantic, but what did I know about romance?

“I’m sorry, Cal.” She speaks in a whisper, and I’m afraid of what she might say. I don’t want her to tell me that I’m not the guy for her when clearly we’re incredible together.
I’m not sure why I say it, but I do. “Mary, I like you.”

Waiting, I tense up slightly as if I just placed my heart on the ground for her to stomp on.

“I like you too, Cal. A lot.” She hesitates and I wait for her to give me the crushing blow. There’s something wrong with me, I’m sure. A girl like Mary can get any guy she wants. She lets go of my hand and begins fidgeting with the buttons on her sleeve. Before I know it, she yanks her sleeve up, revealing the blue brand stamped on her forearm.

Five arrows under the brand mark her as a fifth generation defector.

“I’m sorry. I should’ve told you before, but you asked me out, and I really wanted to be with you.” She pauses and the orange sky glints in her moist eyes. “I don’t want you to get into trouble.”


I take her hand and hold it tightly in mine. “You think I care about that? Screw the edict.”

“Cal, you could get in trouble. Your father—”



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