Book Blast & Giveaway! The Dociles by Valerie Puri

The Dociles
by Valerie Puri
Publication: July 12th 2018
Category: YA
Genre: Dystopian

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Walls are meant to keep the monsters out…

Deep in the forest there is a wall where no wall should be. Behind it live the people of the Commune, the last remnant of human kind.

Jennie Caraway has lived behind the wall her entire life, certain that it protects her and her brother from the lemerons, ravenous undead monsters whose only desire is to kill – and feed.

Jennie’s peaceful existence is shattered when she uncovers a secret organization whose purpose threatens to destroy not only Jennie, but her entire world. The Order has a deadly mission, and they will stop at nothing to see it completed.

Jennie and those closest to her must expose the evil truth before they are killed – or worse.

~Excerpt~

Scrolls and books were stacked in leaning piles on the floor all around the room. It was a maze to navigate, but the old man did it with little effort. Jennie moved forward into the room, careful to not knock anything over.
She found a worn wooden chair at the side of the table and took a seat. Anticipation gnawed at her. She was trying to imagine who the Truth Seeker she was about to meet could be. It might be anyone in the town, someone she only saw in passing or even someone she had known for years, like Uncle Albert. While she pondered, Jennie stared meditatively at the hot wax as it dripped down the side of the candle, slowly cooling on its decent. Each small drop of wax combined with those that went before, creating a mass that would soon be so heavy it would break free from the candle.
“Now that you are here, Jennie, I would like for you to meet someone.” Uncle Albert sat down on the threadbare chair. “Actually, I am sure you have met her at one time or another, but not in this capacity.”
Her. So, it was a woman. Jennie wondered if it was a classmate; could it be someone she sat next to for years? When did this woman realize the truth of the Commune? Was it thrust upon her as it had been thrust upon Jennie? She was eager to find out who this woman was. Even though Uncle Albert did not pause while speaking, Jennie implored him with her eyes to speak faster.
Uncle Albert went on, “She has been involved heavily in our movement. Without her, we would not have our connected network of Truth Seekers united under one name, one cause. We would still be just isolated groups of people working alone and talking in shadowy rooms like this one.” Uncle Albert made a gesture with his arms to the large, windowless room. “She brought us together, and she inspires us to continue growing our numbers of trusted people so we can enact change.”
“Albert, you give me too much credit,” someone said behind Jennie.
Jennie turned. A tall, beautiful woman emerged from the shadows and crossed the room to sit in the wooden chair across from her. Jennie found herself looking into a pair of stunning green eyes. She knew those eyes. Those eyes belonged to Ethan. And Elder Marlene.
“Hello, Miss Caraway,” Marlene said, “Welcome to our cause.”

~About the Author~

Valerie Puri has always had a lifelong interest in all forms of artistic expression. She has tried her hand at many things, yet she always found her way back to reading and writing. With inspiration everywhere, she finally put pen to paper (or rather, fingers to keyboard) with the intent of publishing her stories.

Writing has always come naturally to Valerie, and for a time she even worked as a technical writer. She continues to hone her skills by having at least one writing project in the works at any given time. Her true passion lies in the freedom that comes with writing the stories that pour from her imagination and real life inspiration.

Valerie believes that the experiences we have in life are just stories waiting to be written.

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