In post-apocalyptic America, Selah Chavez is
crouched in long grass on a shore littered with the rusted metal remnants of a
once-great city. It is the day before her eighteenth Born Remembrance, and she
is hunting, though many people refuse to eat animal flesh, tainted by radiation
during the Time of Sorrows. What Selah's really after are Landers, mysterious
people from a land across the big water who survive the delirium-inducing
passage in small boats that occasionally crash against the shoreline. She knows
she should leave the capture to the men, but Landers bring a good price from
the Company and are especially prized if they keep the markings they arrive
with.
Everything falls to pieces when the Lander
Selah catches is stolen by her brothers--and Selah wakes up the next morning to
find the Lander's distinctive mark has suddenly appeared on her own flesh. Once
the hunter, Selah is now one of the hunted, and she knows only one person who
can help her--Bohdi Locke, the Lander her brothers hope to sell.
This is Book 1 in the Stone Braide Chronicles series.
When Selah woke with the marking of a Lander, her mom insisted she pack her things and leave before her father returned. She didn't understand other than the fact her "father" wasn't really her father and she had been kept in the dark about this her whole life. She knew what she needed to do first....find Bohdi!
Selah has quite the adventure finding the person that changed her life with one touch. She must remain hidden from everyday people because instead of hunting them herself she is being hunted. She is one of them.
With
evocative descriptions of a strange new world that combines elements of
scientific advances, political intrigue, and wilderness survival, Bonnie S.
Calhoun weaves a captivating tale of a world more like her own than we may want
to admit!
This book will be available everywhere Oct. 2014
If you're interested in reading the first chapter please do so here.
Thanks to Family Christian for this book to review
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