Tuesday, January 28, 2014

[Book Blitz + Giveaway] The Eve by Keary Taylor


















AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I am actually trying to stay away from Book Blitz but I HAD to share this with you guys!! The Eden Trilogy is the kind of Dystopian story that's unique, twisted, and absolutely insane!!! I read the first book The Eden and was fascinated by how amazing it was. So read the excerpt, enter the giveaway and make sure to add this amazingness to your TBR piles :)

The Eve (The Eden Trilogy, #3)THE EVE
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A plan was laid out as the Evolution crushed mankind, a plan that was right under Eden’s nose all along. And Eve is the key to everything. New Eden—mankind—they have a small chance at fixing their dismembered planet. 

But it will be a reckless sprint against time and the coming Bane to retrieve the final piece to the plot. New Eden’s worst fears have become reality. The Bane are back in the city and they’re smarter and more aggressive than ever. They know where the humans are and they’re coming to finish what they’ve nearly completed.

Eve has been content with the family she’s found—Avian, West, Gabriel, Royce. But she’s about to discover she may have the one family Eve never thought she would: blood. With every odd stacked against her, all the lies and all the secrets of her origins will be exposed.

The past and the future are about to come full circle.


Excerpt
“Start checking vehicles,” I said, racing across the street to a parking lot. “Maybe we’ll find something with keys.”

“Eve,” West said as we started yanking car doors open. “You know if that kid was infected that it’s too late for Avian. He’ll get infected.”

I shook my head, my jaw set hard. “No,” I said as I checked another car. No keys.

“There’s a chance the boy wasn’t infected. And if it just barely happened, he won’t be able to spread the infection for a few hours.”

But even as I made my argument, I knew it wasn’t true. Those bodies had been dead for days, maybe even over a week. If the kid was infected, TorBane would be fully saturated into his system.”

“Got it!” West shouted. He held up a pair of keys as a floor mat came tumbling out of the truck. “Get in!”

I hopped into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut. I tossed our supplies in the back seat. “You don’t know how to drive,” I said, my voice breathy.

“Today seems like a good day to learn,” West said, shoving the key in the ignition.

The truck clicked and sputtered. It had been a sitting, rusting dinosaur for six years. We’d been stupid to think any of these vehicles might start.

“Come on!” West shouted, pounding the steering wheel. He slammed one of the pedals with his foot and suddenly it roared to life. “Yes!”

“That there puts it into drive, I think,” I said, pointing to the stick on the side of the driving column.

West yanked on it and the truck jerked backwards and slammed into the vehicle behind us.

“Okay,” West said, shifting the stick again. “R stands for reverse. So D for drive?”

“Let’s assume,” I said, my blood racing and pounding in my ears. “Let’s go!”

D was indeed for drive and we rocketed forward, clipping another vehicle as we swung wildly out of the parking lot and onto the street.
“That woman was touched,” I said, bracing myself as we swerved madly. “She had probably gone out to look for food or something when a Hunter must have found her. West, this means they’re starting to come back into the city.”

The speedometer crept up to eighty miles an hour as we peeled back onto the onramp. Just as we pulled onto the freeway, there was a figure ahead of us. There was no time to stop and the truck plowed right into it.

The mechanical body broke right in half, completely cybernetic by this time. The upper half of the body crashed into the windshield, shattering it.

We both screamed as the glass burst into tiny glittering pieces and an arm dangled between the two of us.

“Holy…” West bellowed as the truck swerved violently back and forth and we ran over the lower half of the body.

“Keep driving!” I shouted. I was about to reach for the shoulders of the body, when its hand suddenly flung out at me, and wrapped around my throat.
West swore loudly. “It’s still alive?!”

“Keep…” I gasped for air as West swerved in an attempt to put distance between himself and the Bane that was somehow still attacking. “Driving!”

Keary Taylor
About the Author
Keary Taylor grew up along the foothills of the Rocky Mountains where she started creating imaginary worlds and daring characters who always fell in love. She now resides on a tiny island in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and their two young children. She continues to have an overactive imagination that frequently keeps her up at night. She is the author of THE EDEN TRILOGY, the FALL OF ANGELS trilogy, and WHAT I DIDN'T SAY.





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