Thank you for joining us on the Paperback Release Blitz for Last Siege of Haven, a Young Adult action adventure by Ty Drago (12 May 2015, Month9books, 250 pages). This is the fourth book in The Undertakers series.
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Author Ty Drago will be awarding digital copies of books 3 and 4 in the The Undertakers series and a digital copy of a book of their choice from Month9Books’ already released titles to Three (3) randomly drawn winners via Rafflecopter during the tour.
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Synopsis
While away on an undercover mission, Undertaker Will Ritter has made an unthinkable alliance…with a Corpse! But though Robert Dillin (aka ‘The Zombie Prince’) is indeed one of those alien invaders who animate and possess the bodies of the dead — unlike the rest of his kind, Dillin isn’t evil. In fact, he wants to help. And Will needs that help, because the Queen of the Dead has learned the location of Haven, the The Undertakers’ secret HQ, and is planning a massive and deadly assault.With the last day of the Corpse War finally upon them, Will and his friends find themselves in a desperate race to close the Rift between worlds and forever kill the Corpses. But can they do before Haven is overrun?
For that matter, can they do it at all?
Teaser: Excerpt
I was done running.
So, as the Pigeon from Hell came for me, I made a move that will probably seem a little—well—stupid.
I grabbed it.
You need to understand that I had two things going for me. First, the Malite hadn't had time to really come up to full velocity. If it had, I wouldn't have stood a chance. But, as it was, I clocked its speed as about as fast as a tossed baseball.
Second, I was seriously pissed.
I can be really quick when I'm seriously pissed.
So, as it made a literal beeline for my face, I sidestepped and snatched it out of the air, wrapping one hand around its hard, quad-winged body.
It was strong. Stronger than I would have thought, given its size. Making a sound like a boiling teapot, it struggled wildly in my grasp, at one point nearly pulling me off my feet.
“Help Dave!” I exclaimed to the others. “Now!”
Then the Pigeon from Hell did pull me off my feet.
Its wings, only one of which I'd managed to trap inside my fist, beat furiously at the air, managing to yank me off balance. I slammed against one of the nearby dining tables, knocking over two chairs, before sprawling painfully across the tablecloth and place settings.
Still, I held onto that disgusting creature like grim death—because grim death was exactly what waited for me if I let go.
It twisted and writhed, trying to reach me with those insane drill teeth. But the young Malum had picked a form that was big on offense but bad on defense. It couldn't reach me.
Feeling the Malite's struggles increase, I gave up trying to stand and instead rolled purposefully across the table and crashed to the floor, making sure to land on top of the creature. I tried to get my other hand on it, but its drill-like teeth dug savagely into the skin of my palm. I yelled and pulled back.
Then, looking around frantically for something that would answer the nagging question of “Okay, now what do I do?” I spotted Julie.
Helene's little sister huddled nearby, gaping in mute terror at all the blood and chaos, Aunt Sally still balanced in her small hands.
“Julie!” I called.
At the sound of her name, a little bit of awareness seemed to return to her eyes.
“Julie!” I repeated. “Come here! Quick!”
And the girl came—slowly, fearfully—but she came.
I was on my knees now, holding down the creature in my fist with every ounce of my fading strength. “Listen to me,” I told the girl. “I want you to point Aunt Sally at the monster.”
“I ... can't ...” She sounded frightened almost beyond reason. And how could I blame her? This morning she'd woken up in her own bed, in her own home, with her own mom there to make her breakfast. Now, just half-a-day later, the world she thought she'd always known had become a realm of walking dead people and flying monsters. Up until now, she'd held things together beautifully. But even this girl's courage had its limits.
“You can,” I told her, gritting my teeth as the Malite managed to slice off a piece of skin between my thumb and forefinger. “Just point the tip down. It's easy.”
She nodded. But she didn't move.
“Julie. I know you're scared. But I need you to do this!”
She nodded again. Then, at last, the business end of the crossbow focused down at the creature in my grasp.
“I ... can't hit it,” the girl wailed. “Your hand—”
“Julie,” I said, slowly and deliberately, “I want you to shoot through my hand.”
So, as the Pigeon from Hell came for me, I made a move that will probably seem a little—well—stupid.
I grabbed it.
You need to understand that I had two things going for me. First, the Malite hadn't had time to really come up to full velocity. If it had, I wouldn't have stood a chance. But, as it was, I clocked its speed as about as fast as a tossed baseball.
Second, I was seriously pissed.
I can be really quick when I'm seriously pissed.
So, as it made a literal beeline for my face, I sidestepped and snatched it out of the air, wrapping one hand around its hard, quad-winged body.
It was strong. Stronger than I would have thought, given its size. Making a sound like a boiling teapot, it struggled wildly in my grasp, at one point nearly pulling me off my feet.
“Help Dave!” I exclaimed to the others. “Now!”
Then the Pigeon from Hell did pull me off my feet.
Its wings, only one of which I'd managed to trap inside my fist, beat furiously at the air, managing to yank me off balance. I slammed against one of the nearby dining tables, knocking over two chairs, before sprawling painfully across the tablecloth and place settings.
Still, I held onto that disgusting creature like grim death—because grim death was exactly what waited for me if I let go.
It twisted and writhed, trying to reach me with those insane drill teeth. But the young Malum had picked a form that was big on offense but bad on defense. It couldn't reach me.
Feeling the Malite's struggles increase, I gave up trying to stand and instead rolled purposefully across the table and crashed to the floor, making sure to land on top of the creature. I tried to get my other hand on it, but its drill-like teeth dug savagely into the skin of my palm. I yelled and pulled back.
Then, looking around frantically for something that would answer the nagging question of “Okay, now what do I do?” I spotted Julie.
Helene's little sister huddled nearby, gaping in mute terror at all the blood and chaos, Aunt Sally still balanced in her small hands.
“Julie!” I called.
At the sound of her name, a little bit of awareness seemed to return to her eyes.
“Julie!” I repeated. “Come here! Quick!”
And the girl came—slowly, fearfully—but she came.
I was on my knees now, holding down the creature in my fist with every ounce of my fading strength. “Listen to me,” I told the girl. “I want you to point Aunt Sally at the monster.”
“I ... can't ...” She sounded frightened almost beyond reason. And how could I blame her? This morning she'd woken up in her own bed, in her own home, with her own mom there to make her breakfast. Now, just half-a-day later, the world she thought she'd always known had become a realm of walking dead people and flying monsters. Up until now, she'd held things together beautifully. But even this girl's courage had its limits.
“You can,” I told her, gritting my teeth as the Malite managed to slice off a piece of skin between my thumb and forefinger. “Just point the tip down. It's easy.”
She nodded. But she didn't move.
“Julie. I know you're scared. But I need you to do this!”
She nodded again. Then, at last, the business end of the crossbow focused down at the creature in my grasp.
“I ... can't hit it,” the girl wailed. “Your hand—”
“Julie,” I said, slowly and deliberately, “I want you to shoot through my hand.”
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The Series: The Undertakers
Middle grade adventure series.Hidden away in their secret Philadelphia lair, the Undertakers have set themselves against an enemy that's faster, stronger and far deadlier than they are. Worse, they're badly outnumbered ... and totally alone.
Yet they fight because, if they don't the world itself may be forfeit. Click on the book cover to Look Inside the book on Amazon and read an excerpt.
The Rise of the Corpses [1]
"On a sunny Wednesday morning in October, a day that would mark the end of one life and the beginning of another, I found out my grouchy next door neighbor was the walking dead. When you turn around expecting to see something familiar, and instead see something else altogether, it takes a little while for your brain to catch up with your eyes. I call it the 'Holy Crap Factor.'"
Forced to flee his home and family, twelve-year-old Will Ritter falls in with the The Undertakers-a rag-tag army of teenage resistance fighters who've banded together to battle the Corpses. [Published 1 April 2011, 478 pages]
Queen of the Dead [2]
Twelve -year old Will Ritter and his rag-tag army of teenage resistance fighters may have triumphed over the Zombies (alien-possessed corpses) last time...but that's the thing about the dead- they keep coming back. A new Corpse leader has crossed the rift and taken command of the invasion: The Queen of the Dead is even more brilliant and ruthless than her predecessor, and her ambitions are even deadlier. Will and the crew must somehow rescue his mother, prevent an assassination, and show FBI Agent Ramirez the truth about the Corpses-and the danger the world faces.
But how do a bunch of kids prove to a grown-up that monsters are real? [Published 1 October 2012, 434 pages]
Night of Monsters [2.5]
It's gonna be a LONG night!
The The Undertakers are back in a special "in-between" adventure, one that drops Will Ritter, Helene Boettcher, and Dave "the Burgermeister" Burger into a desperate, life-or-death struggle with the Corpses.
This time, the three of them are alone on the midnight streets of Philadelphia, facing a new deader plot that involves kidnapped kids, horrific mutant monsters, and an army of gruesome "smart" zombies dressed as doctors and nurses. Something really bad is going down.
Yep, it's totally gonna be a long night!
(This special "in-between" The Undertakers adventure takes place between the novels QUEEN OF THE DEAD and SECRET OF THE CORPSE EATER!) [Published 4 September 2014, 120 pages]
Secret of the Corpse Eater [3]
The Corpses are up to something.
U.S. Senator Lindsay Micha has been kidnapped and replaced with a “dead” ringer, the sister to Lilith Cavanaugh, the Queen of the Dead. Now Will Ritter must go undercover in our nation’s capitol to ferret out the truth and try to stop this ambitious deader. But his mission becomes even more dangerous when he learns of a mysterious ten-legged monster that prowls the halls of the Capitol Building — a lethal monster with a taste for Corpse flesh.
The The Undertakers: Secret of the Corpse Eater is book three in the wildly popular The The Undertakers series from Ty Drago. [Published 25 March 2014, 398 pages]
About the Author
Ty Drago is the author of the The Undertakers middle grade horror series, which will comprise five books. RISE OF THE CORPSES has been adapted for a feature film, written by Jeffery Reddick and produced by Mondercine!
Ty Drago does his writing just across the river from Philadelphia, where the The Undertakers novels take place. Writing has been his passion for as long as he can remember, and his published works include the Franklin Affair and Phobos, as well as short stories and articles that have appeared in numerous publications, including Writer’s Digest.
He currently lives in southern New Jersey with his wife and best friend, the real Helene Drago née Boettcher. They have two grown children, Kim and Andy, a mutt named Charlie and two goofy cats.
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Giveaway
Enter to win digital copies of books 3 and 4 in the The Undertakers series and a digital copy of a book of their choice from Month9Books’ already released titles. There will be three randomly drawn winners. The contest ends 7 August 2015.a Rafflecopter giveaway
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