Welcome to the second promo post! A warm welcome to the blog tour for Girl Divided, the newest book by Willow Rose. A book about war, post-apocalypse, gods/goddesses and more!
For today’s post I got information on the book/author, an excerpt, and a giveaway!
They think she’s a monster, but she’s their only hope…
In a divided nation, 14-year-old Jetta belongs nowhere. Her face is split right down the middle: half-black and half-white. The non-white residents of her New Orleans camp call her a demon. The white oppressors who took over during the 2nd American Civil War have called her much worse…
After years as an outcast, Jetta uncovers her true heritage as the daughter of an African storm god and a Finnish death goddess. As she attempts to harness her terrible new abilities to turn the tide in the war, trouble comes to those she tries to help. Only Jetta has the power to heal her divided homeland… or destroy everything in her path…
Girl Divided is a post-apocalyptic sci-fi novel infused with magical forces. If you like immersive worlds, strong characters, and a tale that reads like Neil Gaiman and Stephen King combined, then you’ll love Willow Rose’s provocative story.
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About the author:
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The Queen of Scream aka Willow Rose is a #1 Amazon Best-selling Author and an Amazon ALL-star Author of more than 40 novels. She writes Mystery, Suspense, Horror, Supernatural thrillers, and Fantasy.
She lives on Florida’s Space Coast with her husband and two daughters. When she is not writing or reading, you will find her surfing and watch the dolphins play in the waves of the Atlantic Ocean.
Willow’s books are fast-paced, nail-biting pageturners.
Several of her books have reached the Kindle top 20 of ALL books in the US, UK, and Canada.
She has sold more than two million books.
They didn’t give them time to pack their things. Still, Jetta managed to grab her old teddy bear and a ring her grandmother had given her that she said belonged to her mother before the soldiers grabbed her by the arm and carried her out of the apartment that had, up until now, been the home of her childhood. The soldiers carried her down the stairs, while she heard her grandmother crying and screaming behind her.
“Nanna!” Jetta cried, but she couldn’t see her.
Jetta was placed on the ground outside, where an officer approached her and looked at her face, placing a hand underneath her chin to lift her face to better look at it.
“What do we do about this one, sir?” the soldier who had carried her, said.
The officer scrutinized Jetta’s face, while Jetta watched her grandmother be put on a bus, a soldier pushing her forcefully.
“What are you, child?” the officer asked.
Jetta looked at him. She didn’t answer because she didn’t understand the question.
“Answer me, child. What are you?”
She shook her head, and then looked at the entrance to the bus, where she could no longer see her grandmother. Panic started to erupt, and Jetta’s small body was shaking.
The officer grabbed her face and forced her to look at him. “What are you, child? Black or white?”
“I…I don’t know.”
The officer shook his head. “I’ve never seen one like this,” he said to the soldier.
“Me either, sir.”
“One side is pure as snow, yet the other is dirty.”
“Clearly dirty, sir.”
“Yeah. She’s got dirt in her blood. You know the instructions, soldier. Anyone with any hint of dirt in their blood goes.”
The soldier saluted the officer, then grabbed Jetta by the arm and pulled her forcefully. He lifted her into the air and she began to cry. He walked to the bus and put her on the steps.
“This one goes too,” he said addressed to the driver.
Jetta ran up the stairs, her eyes searching for her grandmother in the crowd, but she couldn’t see her anywhere. People were standing so close, it was hard to breathe, and as more people were stuffed inside the bus, Jetta could no longer move. She was pinned between a seat and someone’s belly, fighting to even breathe.
“Nanna?” she cried, but no one could hear her.
So many were screaming, whimpering, and crying out names of their loved ones, her voice was drowned out. The pushing and shoving got worse and as the bus took off, some guy in big black shoes trampled on Jetta.
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