Blog Tour: Doomed by Tracy Deebs +GIVEAWAY

Doomed blog tour





The Tour:
Welcome to the Doomed Scavenger Hunt!   Over the length of the tour, Tracy Deebs and Mundie Moms are sending you on a scavenger hunt through eight different blogs.  In Doomed, the three main characters embark on a scavenger hunt that winds itself through a video game and the real world in order to stop a countdown to nuclear annihilation.  Our scavenger hunt is nowhere near as complicated– or as scary– as what Pandora and her friends have to go on.  Instead, all you have to do is visit the eight sites, read the excerpts and find the hidden number in each of the entries.  At the end of the eight days, add up all eight of the numbers and include them in the rafflecopter entry spot for the Scavenger Hunt to earn 10 extra entry points for $75 gift card to your choice of Amazon, Barnes and Noble or Apple.  There are also prizes to be won at every stop, so make sure to get your entries in and be sure to comment on each of the blogs to be entered to win.  Happy hunting!!!!!

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doomed by Tracy deebsMore about Doomed:
Beat the game. Save the world. Pandora’s just your average teen, glued to her cell phone and laptop, surfing Facebook and e-mailing with her friends, until the day her long-lost father sends her a link to a mysterious site featuring twelve photos of her as a child. Unable to contain her curiosity, Pandora enters the site, where she is prompted to play her favorite virtual-reality game, Zero Day. This unleashes a global computer virus that plunges the whole world into panic: suddenly, there is no Internet. No cell phones. No utilities, traffic lights, hospitals, law enforcement. Pandora teams up with handsome stepbrothers Eli and Theo to enter the virtual world of Zero Day. Simultaneously, she continues to follow the photographs from her childhood in an attempt to beat the game and track down her father, her one key to saving the world as we know it. Part The Matrix, part retelling of the Pandora myth, Doomed has something for gaming fans, dystopian fans, and romance fans alike.

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The Excerpt:
We hit the main road and Theo floors it.  The engine rumbles and the truck takes off, responding a lot faster than the Odyssey ever did. I smile, glance over and realize Theo’s doing the same.

“How many laws do you think we’ve broken since this thing began?” I ask.

“Seventeen.  I’ve been counting.”

My mouth drops open.  “Seriously?”

“No, not seriously!” he says, laughing.  “How anal do you think I am?”  Suddenly he doesn’t look so amused, and though he’s concentrating on the road, I can tell my answer matters to him.  His knuckles are white where he clutches the steering wheel.

“Not anal.  Just amazingly prepared.  I like it.”

At first he doesn’t respond, but his fingers relax a little and I know it’s going to be okay.  Still, I’m wracking my brain for something to say to fill the silence when Theo finally speaks.  His voice is so low I have to strain to hear it.

“My dad was big on being prepared.  For anything.”

I’m not sure what to say to that, not sure what Theo wants me to say.  I just know that whatever comes out of my mouth, it can’t be the wrong thing or he’ll clam up forever.  I don’t want that to happen, not now that he’s finally sharing something about himself.

I finally settle on the truth.  “Kind of like my dad seems to be.  Except, not in a psychotic way, of course.”

Theo’s lips twist in the saddest smile I’ve ever seen.  “I don’t know.  I loved him, but sometimes I thought he was pretty psychotic.  He was Special Forces, which meant when I was young, he was in and out of town a lot, depending on what shape the rest of the world was in.   Then the war started and he was gone more than he was around.  And when he was around … I don’t know.  He was different.  He had a short fuse and a bad temper—everything used to set him off.  It got so that my mom and I were walking on eggshells whenever he was home.  It didn’t matter.  The only time he was happy was when he was teaching me something new.”

“Like Geocaching.”

“Yeah.  Or how to build a plane.  How to skydive.  Shoot a gun.  Build a fire. It didn’t matter.  There was always something else to learn.”

“Bet you didn’t know how much all that was going to come in handy, did you?”

“I didn’t have a clue.” He shrugs.  “I used to hate all his lessons—except the plane.  The plane was cool.  But I just wanted to do something normal, you know?  Play basketball with him.  Go to the movies.  Hell, my first driving lesson was all about evasive tactics.  He wanted me to follow in his footsteps.”

“And you don’t want to?”

He laughs, bitterly.  “Not at all.  He disappeared somewhere in the Middle East about two and a half years ago.  It was a Top Secret mission so the government couldn’t even tell us where he was, just that they were declaring him dead.  That there was no chance he could have survived whatever it was that had happened.”

“I’m sorry.”  It’s not enough.  I know it isn’t, but I don’t know what else to say.

“I’m not.”  He shakes his head, for a second looks completely devastated.  “I think that’s the hardest part.  I mean, I miss the dad he used to be.  The dad I caught glimpses of every once in a while when things were going well.  But I don’t miss the man he was most of the time.  I don’t miss how afraid my mom looked or how I used to have to get between them to keep him from beating on her when he was lost in whatever black mood grabbed him.”

He stops at a red light, keeps his gaze focused on the road in front of us.  He looks so tense, so miserable, so ashamed, that I can’t help it.  I reach out, start to stroke my hand down his hair.  I mean it to be comforting, but he turns his head at the last second and my hand grazes one of the many cuts that decorates his fallen angel face.  He pulls in a sharp breath and I yank my hand away.

“I’m sorry.”  I apologize again, for a lot more than touching his cut.  “Does it still hurt?”

His eyes meet mine for a second and a shiver works its way down my spine and for a second I wonder what causes it—the look in his sapphire eyes when he glances at me or the knowledge that there’s a lot more to Theo than meets the eye.

“No.  I just … wasn’t expecting it.”

“Oh.”  I put my hand back, trace my fingers over the bruise on his high cheekbone, down his strong jaw to the cut on his chin, over the small slices from running through the trees at the farm yesterday.  So many different injuries.  So many different times he didn’t back down, didn’t back away, when another guy would have.

“Pandora.”  His voice is hoarse, but he doesn’t move away from my touch.  In fact, he moves toward it, turning his head just a little so that both of his lips are pressed against my fingertips in the lightest of kisses.

Our eyes lock, at least until the driver behind us leans on his horn.  Theo jerks his gaze back to the road—and the light that has obviously been green for a while.

We ride the rest of the way in silence, but my fingers still tingle from where his lips brushed so softly against them.  I don’t know how I feel about what happened, how I feel about him.  And I don’t think that’s going to change any time soon.  Not when I’m on the run in a stolen car and the world is about to come crashing down around me.

Theo pulls around the back and as we climb out of the truck, I tell him, “I know you’re mad at Eli, but we can’t afford to fight.  Not right now.”

His shoulders are tense, his spine so straight that I fear he’ll break in half, but eventually Theo nods.  “I know.  I’ll apologize.”  He says the last like he’s choking on the word.

“I don’t think you need to go that far.  Just, don’t slam him against any more walls.  Sound fair?”

“Sounds fair.  Provided he didn’t just roll over and go back to sleep.”

The first thing I notice when we open the door is that Eli hasn’t been sleeping.  Everything we brought into the hotel room is packed and resting in a line next to the door, ready to go.  Eli has set a few granola bars and some bottles of water on the table for breakfast, and he’s sitting on the bed, hunched over the radio like it’s his last friend in the world.

“Hey, thanks,” I say, gesturing to the food, but he shushes me, his green eyes wide and wild in his very pale face.

We’re across the room in the space of a heartbeat, differences forgotten.  “What’s wrong?”  Theo asks.

“I think we just found out what Pandora’s dad means by total annihilation.  The worm has worked its way into the control systems of every nuclear plant in the world.  If someone doesn’t find a solution to this in the next couple of days, it’s going to be too late.”

“Too late?” I echo weakly, my knees turning to Jell-O beneath me.

“To stop the leaks.  To shore the plants back up.  In eight days, we’ll be in the middle of nuclear holocaust.  Game over.”

Today’s number is 13!!

The Giveaway:
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tracy deebsTracy Deebs collects books, English degrees and lipsticks and has been known to forget where—and sometimes who—she is when immersed in a great novel. At six she wrote her first short story—something with a rainbow and a prince—and at seven she forayed into the wonderful world of girls lit with her first Judy Blume novel. From the first page of that first book, she knew she’d found her life-long love. Now a writing instructor at her local community college, Tracy writes YA novels that run the gamut from dark mermaids and witches to kissing clubs and techno-Armageddon stories… and she still has a soft spot for Judy Blume.

8 Responses to “Blog Tour: Doomed by Tracy Deebs +GIVEAWAY”

  1. Hollow May says:

    Love the excerpt!! Thanks for sharing!!

  2. Vivien says:

    Can’t wait for the next excerpt! I’m hooked :)

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  3. Kate C says:

    SO hooked! I NEED more…Doomed is now in my Amazon cart.

  4. Angela says:

    I love the excerpt! I can’t wait to read this! :D


  5. Mistie says:

    So excited for this book!


  6. bn100 says:

    Nice excerpt.


  7. latisha depoortere says:

    What a great excerpt thank you!

  8. Elie says:

    Thanks for posting. Very exciting!

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