**Updated with Current Review as of 6/13/17** ~GIVEAWAY and REVIEW TOUR! ~ Killshot ~ By Aria Michaels
Title:
Killshot (Icarus Series, Book
1)
Author: Aria
Michaels
Genre:
YA Dystopian/Apoc-fic
Cover
Designer: Lou J. Stock
Editor:
Clair Allmendinger
Blurb:
After
the death of their parents, seventeen year old Liv Larson and her younger
brother are separated by the foster care system. Her grades slip, her friends
drift away, and she gives up on her plans for college. The only thing that
matters is keeping the promise to get back to her brother. After months of
solitude and anti-social behavior, Liv's best friend Riley drags her to their
high school's rooftop solar flare party. Despite the beautiful lights dancing
in the sky, Liv finds herself captivated by Zander, a mysterious boy with a
crooked smile. For a few hours, she allows herself to feel normal again.
That is
until what should have been a small flare erupts into a massive solar storm.
Cut off from the rest of the world with no sign of rescue, fear and paranoia
begin to take their toll on the group. Battle lines are drawn and their ranks
are divided. Soon, those left behind must embark on a perilous journey to save
one of their own…but, something sinister awaits them in the shadows and it’s
undeniably connected to Liv.
Can she
keep her promise to reunite with her brother? What are Liv and her friends
willing to do to survive? Will their bravery and determination be enough to
save them all from a rogue military unit, a terrifying virus, and the things
that go bump in the night?
Or was
Icarus really the KILLSHOT?
~~ UPDATED FROM ORIGINAL POSTING ~~
5 out of 5
stars!
Best. Book Hangover. EVER!
And I’m not talking cliffhanger.
I’m talking about the kind of book that sticks with you, and you keep
thinking about it for weeks after you read it.
Honestly, I finished this book a few weeks ago, and haven’t been able to
write the review until now, but it’s still SO fresh in my mind.
The creativity of this book is what stands out to me the most. I don’t want to give away what we find out
throughout the book about what was happening (since that is a large part of the
journey and fun of this book), but I will say that I liked the fact that it was
a series of events that no one could have imagined would happen – not a single
virus, meteor, or even solely the solar flare that is mentioned in the
beginning. Kind of like running a few
minutes late or early to somewhere, and you end up not being part of a huge car
accident you would’ve been in if you were on time. Just these slight changes in occurrences
change the entire outcome of your future.
Unfortunately for Liv, this catastrophic event is not the first
thing that has happened to her that has changed her life completely. The first
being when her parents died, and she and her younger brother were separated and
sent to different foster homes. Her only goal in life at this point was getting
her brother back, and lost interest in everything else in school and life she
used to care about. The only person she
let in was her foster sister, Riley.
When she can’t say no to Riley about a viewing party to see the
solar flare on the roof of their school, and is tricked into being taken there
by Riley’s boyfriend’s cousin (in hopes to set her up), this odd group of
viewers that wouldn’t normally be together are forced into accepting and surviving
their lives are permanently changing.
I love how the individual characters are flushed out, and how it
shows that truly everyone would handle each situation differently. Those that you would expect to step up may
run, and those that you may expect to hide or run end up stepping up. Every situation they come across is a
surprise, along with how each of them handle it. I also love that the more answers they get,
the more questions those answers create.
It’s a deeper and deeper mystery, all the while trying to survive. The details of their attempts of survival and
getting answers are also what seem to me very well researched and realistic.
Aria
Michaels is the author of The Icarus Series, a bestselling young adult
dystopian saga as well as a contributor to ATZ's Chronology of the Apocalypse.
Aria is an avid reader, die-hard zombie fan, and enthusiastic lover of bonfires
and red wine. When she is not glued to her computer pouring out the voices in
her head, this busy single mom can be found playing in the dirt with her boys,
painting, or binge-watching The Walking Dead. Aria is currently hard at work on
the next installment of the Icarus Series and reveling in her role as
instigator of literary mayhem and stealth assassin of fictional characters.
"You are never more than one
chapter away from a different future." --Aria
Michaels
Author
Links:
Buy
Links:
Killshot
(Icarus Series, Book One)
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Before the
Sky Fell (An Icarus Series Novella)-
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Ballistic (Icarus Series, Book
Two)
The flames licked at my heels and
without thinking, I threw my leg over the solid oak railing and pushed off. I
held on for dear life as I sailed down the thick banister and landed with a
thud at the bottom of the staircase. Nothing was recognizable anymore through
the trenches of smoke, but I instinctively headed back the way I had come. The
swinging door crashed to the ground behind me, sending shards of flaming wood
my direction. I rolled to the side to avoid them and slammed my already sore
shoulder into the corner of the breakfast
bar.
“Ahh,” I groaned as I inched my way along the tile
floor.
I oriented myself towards the only light I could see; a shred of night sky that
peeked through glass doors ahead. The moonlight seemed pale in comparison to
the smothering darkness of the black smoke around me. My head was buzzing and
my vision was blurry. My hands and feet felt numb, but somehow I dragged myself
over to the sliding door. I tried to get up but found I could not reach the
handle. I shoved at the frame, but the door would not open. Desperate and
disoriented, I rolled onto my back and kicked at the
glass.
It
laughed at me and held firm.
I felt myself sinking into the floor, my limbs no longer responding to commands.
My eyes would not open but I could feel the heat closing in on me. I always
heard your life flashed before your eyes just before you died, but in my case
it was more of a random, fleeting thought…I died trying to save a stuffed
animal.
Tiny diamonds rained down on me and a breeze tickled my face. My body floated
weightlessly through the flames.
“Liv,
hold on!”
“Liv,
hold on!”
But I didn't want to hold on. I was so
tired.
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