Book Spotlight: After the Ending by Lindsey Fairleigh and Lindsey Pogue
About the book: The
Virus spread. Billions died. The Ending began. We may have survived the
apocalypse, but the Virus changed us.
When people
started getting sick, “they” thought it was just the flu. My roommate, my
boyfriend, my family…they’re all gone now. I got sick too. I should have died
with them—with the rest of the world—but I didn’t. I thought witnessing the
human population almost disappear off the face of the earth was the craziest
thing I’d ever experience. I was so wrong. My name is Dani O’Connor, I’m
twenty-six-years-old, and I survived The Ending.
The Virus
changed everything. The world I knew is gone, and life is backwards. We’ve all
had to start over. I’ve been stripped of my home, my dreams…all that is me. I’m
someone else now—broken and changed. Other survivors’ memories and emotions
haunt me. They invade my mind until I can no longer separate them from my own.
I won’t let them consume me. I can’t. My name is Zoe Cartwright, I’m
twenty-six-years-old, and I survived The Ending.
We’ve been
inseparable for most of our lives, and now our friendship is all we have left.
The aftermath of the Virus has stranded us on opposite sides of the United
States. Trusting strangers, making sacrifices, killing—we’ll do anything to
reach one another. Fear and pain may be unavoidable, but we’re strong…we’re
survivors. But to continue surviving in this unfamil-iar world plagued by
Crazies and strange new abilities, we have to adapt. We have to evolve.
And more
than anything, we have to find each other.
Excerpt:
(DANI):
Eventually, sporting fresh pajamas and damp hair, I was again settled in the living room but on an unfamiliar couch.
“This isn’t my couch,” I said to no one in particular. I watched Jack as he stared forlornly at the clean kitchen floor. Someone had swept up the mountain of kibble and locked it away.
“Yes, well, yours was…unsuitable. We swapped it with one from an apartment down the hall. It’s not like they’ll be needing it anymore,” Chris explained, setting a glass of orange juice and a generous plate of breakfasty goodness on the coffee table in front of me.
I stared at the food but didn’t touch it, even though my stomach grumbled in need. Cam usually made me breakfast. “What d’you mean? Why won’t they need it?”
Chris halted her efforts to arrange a fuzzy blanket around my legs and looked at me with sharp, sky-blue eyes. Her expression melted into sympathy before she spoke. “Because they’re dead, hon. Most people are. I thought you knew.”
“I…,” I tried to speak, but my throat caught after the first sound. I shook my head.
Satisfied that I was covered and warm, Chris moved to the other side of the coffee table to sit in a large recliner—another item from the furniture shopping spree in my neighbor’s apartment.
“It was that damn Virus…we all had it…weeks ago,” Chris said, gesturing around the room even though it was empty of anyone but us. “Several days back, everyone in the world seemed to be infected. Now everyone’s pretty much dead. The rest are like you and me—Survivors. But as far as we can tell, we’re in the extreme minority.”
“I don’t understand,” I said, confusion creasing my brow. “This is impossible.”
“Not impossible. Just improbable…and really, really awful.”
Eventually, sporting fresh pajamas and damp hair, I was again settled in the living room but on an unfamiliar couch.
“This isn’t my couch,” I said to no one in particular. I watched Jack as he stared forlornly at the clean kitchen floor. Someone had swept up the mountain of kibble and locked it away.
“Yes, well, yours was…unsuitable. We swapped it with one from an apartment down the hall. It’s not like they’ll be needing it anymore,” Chris explained, setting a glass of orange juice and a generous plate of breakfasty goodness on the coffee table in front of me.
I stared at the food but didn’t touch it, even though my stomach grumbled in need. Cam usually made me breakfast. “What d’you mean? Why won’t they need it?”
Chris halted her efforts to arrange a fuzzy blanket around my legs and looked at me with sharp, sky-blue eyes. Her expression melted into sympathy before she spoke. “Because they’re dead, hon. Most people are. I thought you knew.”
“I…,” I tried to speak, but my throat caught after the first sound. I shook my head.
Satisfied that I was covered and warm, Chris moved to the other side of the coffee table to sit in a large recliner—another item from the furniture shopping spree in my neighbor’s apartment.
“It was that damn Virus…we all had it…weeks ago,” Chris said, gesturing around the room even though it was empty of anyone but us. “Several days back, everyone in the world seemed to be infected. Now everyone’s pretty much dead. The rest are like you and me—Survivors. But as far as we can tell, we’re in the extreme minority.”
“I don’t understand,” I said, confusion creasing my brow. “This is impossible.”
“Not impossible. Just improbable…and really, really awful.”
Visit the
book’s website at www.theendingseries.com
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File Size: 852 KB
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Print Length: 494 pages
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Page Numbers Source
ISBN: 0615719740
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Publisher: L2 Books (February 21, 2013)
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Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.
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Language: English
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ASIN: B00BJDUBLU
About the authors:
Lindsey Fairleigh lives her life with one foot in a
book—as long as that book transports her to a magical world or bends the rules
of science. Her novels, from post-apocalyptic to time travel and historical
fantasy, always offer up a hearty dose of unreality, along with plenty of
adventure and romance. When she’s not working on her next novel, Lindsey spends
her time reading and trying out new recipes in the kitchen. She lives in the
Napa Valley with her loving husband and confused cats. You can visit Lindsey’s
blog at lindseyfairleigh.blogspot.com.
Lindsey
Pogue has always been a little creative. As a child she
established a bug hospital on her elementary school soccer field, compiled
books of collages as a teenager, and as an adult, expresses herself through
writing. Her novels are inspired by her observations of the world around
her—whether she’s traveling, people watching, or hiking. When not plotting her
next storyline or dreaming up new, brooding characters, Lindsey’s wrapped in
blankets watching her favorite action flicks or going on road trips with her
own leading man. You can visit Lindsey’s blog at lindseypogue.wordpress.com.
After the Ending Tour
Schedule
Debut Author Feature at Night Owl Romance
Monday, May 6th
Author interview at Blogcritics
Tuesday, May 7th
Author interview at The Dark Phantom Review
Wednesday, May 8th
First chapter review at A Little Bit of Spice
Thursday, May 9th
Book spotlight at Between the Covers
Friday, May 10th
Guest post and giveaway at The Busy Mom’s Daily
Saturday, May 11th
Book review at Doing Dewey
Monday, May 13th
Book review at Must Read Faster
Tuesday, May 14th
Guest post at Literarily Speaking
Wednesday, May 15th
Book spotlight at Examiner
Thursday, May 16th
Book review at Deco My Heart
Friday, May 17th
Book review at Reading Rebel
Monday, May 20th
Guest post and giveaway at Tribute Books Reviews &
Giveaways
Tuesday, May 21st
Book spotlight at The Writer’s Life
Wednesday, May 22nd
Author interview at The Book Connection
Thursday, May 23rd
Author interview at As the Pages Turn
Friday, May 24th
Guest post at Lori’s Reading Corner
Tuesday, May 28th
Book review at The Library at the End of
the Universe
Wednesday, May 29th
Book review at Not Now…Mommy’s Reading
Friday, May 31st
Author interview at Pump Up Your Book
Thank you so much for this book spotlight on After The Ending!
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