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 signed 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 for 72 hours!
Go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are SIX contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I am a part of the BLUE TEAM–but there is also a red team, a gold team, an orange team, a red team, and an indie team for a chance to win a whole different set of signed 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.
Fans of the 5th Wave series will devour the pulse-pounding conclusion to The Game trilogy by bestselling author Eve Silver, about teens pulled in and out of an alternate reality where battling aliens is more than a game—it’s life and death.
As her dad and best friend lie dying in the hospital, Miki is almost certain the Committee is trying to sabotage her life. The Game is glitching. The missions are more frequent, the alien Drau more deadly, and whatever has been tracking her thoughts more intrusive. The only thing holding Miki together is her boyfriend, Jackson, but somehow telling him how much she needs—and loves—him feels like the most terrifying challenge of all.
Can Miki and Jackson make it through the final mission alive and win the Game before the walls between their alien-fighting nightmares and the real world come crashing down? Or will the world and everyone Miki loves disappear forever?
Crash is the fiercely satisfying conclusion to a trilogy Pittacus Lore, New York Times bestselling author of the I Am Number Four series, raves is packed with “thrilling action and addictive romance—a mind-bending rush of a read!”
We’re alone, the Committee gone, the massive, echoing coliseum rising all around us, shadowy and dim. Miki stares at me. I know she has a million questions she wants to ask and I know that every answer will push her farther and farther away from me until she’s just a speck in the distance that I’ll never be able to reach no matter how hard I try. Because once she knows the truth, the whole truth, once she knows what I’ve done, she won’t want me to close that distance.I don’t let myself feel guilty. That isn’t my style. I’ve been in the Game for five endless years, watched my team change again and again as cons turned red and kids died. Those cons turned red because I wasn’t good enough. Fast enough. Smart enough. I was team leader. I was supposed to keep them safe. And every kid that died was a gouge in my soul. At least, that’s the way I felt in the beginning. Somewhere along the way, I stopped letting myself feel it—the guilt. Until now. Until Miki.I want to tell her I’m sorry. I want to take her hand and run as far and as fast as we can, run away somewhere that the truth won’t find us. But that’s an impossible dream, so I instead I take what small gift I can grab with both hands, something to hold on to when the way she looks at me turns from hot coals to ice. I have these moments with her now, and they’ll all I’ll ever have. So I steer the nightmare because that’s all that’s left to me.“I need to do this. Just once,” I say. “Just once.”“Do what?” Her voice is soft and I can hear the uncertainty. She senses my mood. She knows something’s off.I close the distance between us. She tips her head back, holding my gaze as I slip the covered elastic from her ponytail so her dark hair slides down over her shoulders. I take my time running my fingers through the sleek, soft strands. Then I lean in and let me nose trace a line up the side of her neck, breathing in the scent of her skin, her hair. We’re so close I can’t tell where my heartbeat ends and hers begins.I tighten my arm around the small of her back.I kissed her once before, on the inside of her wrist. I told myself it would be enough, it would have to be enough.I was kidding myself.My mouth meets hers, soft lips, a gasp of air pulled from me into her, a sizzle of electricity that slams through me with the speed of a racing train.Always one to meet a challenge head on, Miki rises up on her toes, grabs hanks of my hair and kisses me back. She is everything I dreamed of and more. Soft and sweet and tough and strong. She is everything to me.And I’m going to lose her.