Welcome to YA Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event was first organized by author Colleen Houck as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors...and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get a clue for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize--one lucky winner will receive one book from each author on the hunt in my team! But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online through April 7th at noon Pacific time!
Go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are five contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I am a part of the RED TEAM--but there is also a purple team, a blue team, a green team, and a gold team. You can enter any or all of them for a chance to win a whole different set of books!
If you'd like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page.
Note: The hunt is also now featuring a bonus prize. YASH chooses a select group of authors who have participated in the hunt many times and fans can add up their numbers as well, to enter for a $50 Amazon gift card. The list of those authors will be included on the YASH ENTRY page.
SCAVENGER HUNT PUZZLE
Directions: Below, you'll notice that I've hidden my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the red team, and then add them up (don't worry, you can use a calculator!).
Entry Form: Once you've added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.
Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian's permission to enter. The hunt ends at noon Pacific Time April 7. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.
SCAVENGER HUNT POST
Today, I am hosting DS Murphy on my blog for the YA Scavenger Hunt! I’m meeting him for the first time with this hunt, and he seems like a very unique and fun person. Don’t believe me? Here’s his bio:
Derek Murphy lives in a castle with his black cat and pet raven, and writes dark gothic fiction.
See what I mean? Find more information about Derek and his books by checking out Derek’s website.
Here’s a short summary of TASTE, by DS Murphy…
Vampire Academy meets Hunger Games…
It was a perfect system. The blood of the chosen, in exchange for protection from the wild beasts and poisonous skies. But when it’s my turn to be married off to an elite prince, one of us won’t survive.
Isn't that a great summary? Sounds so dark and ominous! Today, DS Murphy is making it possible for you to start reading the book, right here on my blog. I’ve pasted the beginning below. Enjoy!
I covered my mouth with my mother’s shawl and cut through the poisonous ash, ignoring the battered warnings signs. Going past the wall is death. Inhale too much ash and it will kill you. But this wasn’t my first time skirting the laws. I headed away from the purification engines, whose motors filled our town with a constant hum, and climbed the oak tree that had grown too close to the perimeter fence ringing our compound.
As I shuffled out to the tip of a gnarled branch, the buzz of electricity radiating from the fence made the hair on my arm stand up. We didn’t have much electricity in Algrave, but I knew it was dangerous. I gripped the rough bark between my fingers, wobbling slightly as I blinked away a chunk of ash that had gotten stuck in my eyelashes. It wouldn’t harm me in small doses, as long as I didn’t breathe it in. But the ash wasn’t the only thing beyond the fence that could kill me.
My father used to tell me stories about the beasts outside the gates. Rancid breath. Claws as long as my arm. Teeth that could pierce the hardest stone. Their beady red eyes—the last thing you’d see before they ripped you open. Slagpaw, we called them. His stories terrified me when I was young, but it had been years since the last attack. Maybe the elite hunted them to extinction, or maybe they were just a story to scare the village kids from wandering too far into the dark woods. But I wasn’t a child any more, and my father was gone. Besides, it was Festival tonight, and I didn’t want to be late.
I lowered myself down from the branch and dropped into the carefully prepared pile of leaves waiting for me. I nearly broke my ankle the first time I made the journey. This time I rolled, tucking my bow to the side. I brushed myself off and took a deep breath through my shawl. It filtered out the ash while letting in the fresh scent of pine sap. Nocking an arrow, I walked forward silently, my bow ready. My father taught me how to walk without snapping twigs when I was younger. He said it might save my life someday. I never really understood what he meant, and he died before I could ask him.
He left behind a bow he made himself, a hunting knife, and a few basic traps. When I realized my mother planned to sell them, I begged her to let me use them instead. She gave me a month to learn how to hunt. Twenty-eight days later, I came home with my first rabbit. Since then, she’s pretty much given me free rein, as long as I helped put food on the table.
Of course, she didn’t know how far I really needed to go to get meat these days. She thought I stayed within the compound and waited for a really stupid bird or squirrel to wander in. That hadn’t happened in months. I was sick of hearing my little brother complain that he was hungry. He was too young to understand rationing, or why we could never buy the sweet pastries in the market.
My mom did what work she could, but there weren’t exactly a lot of paying jobs in the compounds. At night, she soaked her feet in hot water with herbs, and rubbed the back of her neck. Sometimes I’d catch her staring at the walls and smiling to herself. I think she was secretly looking forward to the choosing ceremony. Not that anybody in our family had ever been chosen, but she could hope. For my part, I was determined to make myself useful in any way that I could. And this could be my last Festival at home with my family. I wanted to make it special.
Twigs snapped behind me and I whirled around, pulling the taut string of my bow to my ear. A buck with magnificent antlers moved slowly through the trees. I’d never killed anything so large before. At least it was an easy target. I held my breath as it turned its three eyes towards me. Radioactive, my father would have said. Whatever that meant. Meat was meat. I steadied my breath, aiming for the front of its body, hoping to hit one of the vital organs.
I was just about to release my arrow when I heard the voices. My eyes widened in surprise and my heart pounded like a drum in my chest. There shouldn’t be anybody else beyond the wall, unless…
I ducked just in time to see a group of elites wander into the meadow, laughing and shoving each other. They looked like us, mostly—but I knew they were faster and stronger than any human. And far more dangerous than the creatures in my father’s bedtime stories. Apart from the annual choosing ceremony, and a small team of engineers that came through our village every few months to check the machines, I hadn’t had much interaction with the elite. They all looked young, healthy, and clean in a way the people of my village could never hope to look, as if they took a bath every night and every morning. These ones were wearing richer materials and clothing than I’d ever seen.
Isn’t that a great opening? And Derek is being so generous with YASH readers, he’s sharing the first three chapters of the book! Click on this link to keep reading!
And don't forget to enter the contest for a chance to win a ton of books by me, DS Murphy, and more! To enter, you need to know that my favorite number is 327. Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on the Red team and you'll have the secret code to enter for the grand prize!
ENTER MY PERSONAL GIVEAWAY
Would you like a chance to win one of the first hardcover copies of my next book, Crown of Oblivion? Then use the Rafflecopter below to enter! I'm excited to offer this giveaway to add to the prizes you can win in the YA Scavenger Hunt. Crown of Oblivion will be released November 12, 2019, and I will pre-order one for you if you win this giveaway. Also, it's International!
CONTINUE THE HUNT
Thank you so much for visiting my site! To keep going on your quest for the hunt, you need to check out the next author. It's Erin Cashman! You can go to her stop on the hunt by clicking here.