FREEBIE BOOK BLITZ! ~~ Reap by Casey L Bond
Title:
Reap
Author: Casey L Bond
Genre: YA
Dystopian
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Blurb:
The remnants of the United
States of America have been divided. From five enormous,
technologically-advanced cities, the Greaters rule over the Lessers.
In the Lesser village of Orchard, things are not as perfect
as Abby Kelley thinks they are. When the apple harvest draws near and the
Greater’s engineered fruits become too much for one village to handle alone,
reinforcements from neighboring villages are called upon.
Having to choose between her best friend, whom she has no
romantic feelings for, and mysterious newcomer Crew, Abby finds herself in the
middle of a harvest that she had no intention of becoming a part of. She
becomes involved in a situation that threatens the strict rule of the Greaters,
and just might give the Lessers hope for a better tomorrow. But, can she help
the Lessers without losing Crew? And if she chooses Crew, will she lose her
best
friend?
Award-winning author Casey L.
Bond resides in Milton, West Virginia with her husband and their two beautiful
daughters. When she’s not busy being a domestic goddess and chasing her baby
girls, she loves to write young adult and new adult fiction.
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A SLAM JOLTED ME
OUT of my
slumber.
Another bang echoed in the front of the cabin, and footsteps hurried
to my door. I didn’t know how long I’d slept, or if it was still daylight, but
I was still tired and wanted to retreat back into the sweet abyss again. My
door opened, and I turned my head to see my aunt standing in the doorway.
“What happened, Abby?” She
rushed over.
I tried to push myself up, but
my back was so stiff. The skin even felt stiff. How was that possible? I
winced.
“Stay down. Let me see.” She
gingerly lifted the back of Ky’s shirt and peeked underneath. The fabric slowly
peeled away from my skin where the bandages Evelyn had applied didn’t quite
reach, or had shifted, and it felt like part of the wounds tore open again. A
hiss escaped from between my teeth at the same time a curse flew from her
lips.
“Evelyn
sent more salve. She said that your body would absorb part of it and that more
would have to be packed in.” Lulu helped me sit up and, one by one, I
unbuttoned the shirt and again pried it away from my back. The only portion not
torn to shreds from the fifteen lashes was the part my bra had covered;
although, by the last lash, it only hung on by a
thread.
“Evelyn came to the depot. She
said you’d been injured and gave me the medicine and salve. I had no idea. Did
Norris do this?”
All I could do was
nod.
Lulu took my shirt as I laid
back down on my stomach and tried to remain as still as possible while she
packed my wounds. Having left the room, I could hear her banging around in the
kitchen before she returned with a steaming mug containing more of the special
tea. I gulped it down, hoping it would help numb the pain like it had before.
When my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep almost
immediately.
Something was touching my face,
caressing my cheek. The skin that brushed mine was rough, hardened by the work
we all shared.
Am I
dreaming?
I
waited, trying to see if it was real or part of a dream. Whichever it was, it
was nice, comforting.
Rough fingertips moved over the
parts of my back that weren’t split open and packed with gunk. I sucked in a
breath and held it. It was real. I moved my head and saw his silhouette against
the candlelight flickering in from the kitchen and living room. “Ky?” My voice
was raspy and barely sounded like my own. Sleep and exhaustion filled every
chord.
“Shh. I’m here.” Suddenly, I was
very aware I was lying shirtless on my bed. Even though I was on my stomach,
that didn’t help me feel any less naked in front of my best friend—who happened
to be a member of the male species—a very fine specimen according to my
girlfriends.
I knew he was handsome. I wasn’t
blind. But I didn’t see him like that. He’d dated many of my friends and was
getting ready to marry Paige Winters after the harvest was complete and the
orchards picked bare. His fingertips traced the intact skin between my shoulder
blades, and I tensed under his touch.
He’d
kissed my head and temple and hugged me more times than I could count, but that
was different; it was more intimate. His touch was delicate, gentle compared to
his normal strength, and anything but playful. “Ky?”
He didn’t answer. His fingers
explored my back, careful not to stray too close to the wounds streaking across
my skin. “Kyan?”
“Shut
up, Abby. Just let me... Just shut up.” He’d never talked to me like that. His
voice was raspy, and he’d never, ever told me to shut up before. So I did. I
wasn’t sure why. He shouldn’t have been touching my skin. Shouldn’t have been
caressing the good parts left; but, sitting with me in the dark, he was doing
exactly that, and I was allowing it.
Copyrighted 2014 Casey L.
Bond
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