Hi everyone! It’s LA Hendricks, author of Half Breed Queen (Book 1 of the Skatia Narratives) checking in on this book blog tour. I’m here to provide a little bit of bonus content for the readers and followers of The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom!
At its essence, Half Breed Queen is about a girl trying to figure out her path after losing her parents. Finding out she’s the heir of an alien throne and has developed these amazing – and otherworldly – abilities is secondary to figuring out why she’s being hunted. The soundtrack is a celebration and acknowledgement of the innate strength all of us have, especially as we grow from teen to adult. And in Marla’s case, her transition from human to Skatian!
I hope you enjoy this soundtrack. Thanks so much for your support. All of these songs can be found on iTunes or Amazon Music. You can order your copy of Half Breen Queen at Amazon, iBooks, Kobo, or Barnes and Noble. And let me know if you can think of some other music Marla should check out!
Half Breed Queen
The Skatia Narratives
Book One
LA Hendricks
Genre: YA/Fantasy
Publisher: Illipsium Media
Date of Publication: March 2, 2015
ISBN: 978-09860984-1-3
ASIN: B00U5945FW
Number of pages: 322
Word Count: 72,000
Cover Artist: LA Hendricks
Book Description:
Devastating tragedy puts 14-year-old high school freshman Marla Owens, on a fast-paced journey of survival, revival and coming of age. Driven by a force she can't begin to understand and a burning need to find out the truth, she heads toward her mother’s home in North Dakota. She soon learns more about herself and her family than she could have ever imagined — her mother was royal heir to the powerful Skatian throne! And now the Skatian people need her to protect their world from those who wish to conquer it.
In a classic tale of good versus evil, set on Earth and beyond, a young girl fights to survive to become a young woman—and the reluctant queen of Skatia. Who can she trust? Will she be able to control her own immense abilities and justified anger to do what’s right? One thing’s for sure: Marla’s not in Texas anymore!
Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/oCnwVQ5b38M
Excerpt #3
Another hour or so passed as the train finally pulls into Los Angeles. She stepped off the train and took in the fresh and much less humid California air. The place amazed her, it was the exactly opposite of her hometown in Texas. Everything was green and alive. The people were tanned, rather than leathered-looking and fresh-faced - even in the train station. Marla pulled her backpack on and walked out of the train station. She figured there had to be food nearby, and she was dying for a non-microwaved meal. Two blocks away, the smell of cheeseburgers and onion rings pulled her into a diner that was in the middle of its lunch rush.
“Sit anywhere you can find space, hon,” said a waitress that walked by carrying a seemingly impossible amount of food on a tray.
Marla peered around the diner and found a seat at the counter. She sat down, stuck her backpack under her feet, and picked up the menu. So many options! Her mother had been somewhat of a naturalist. She insisted they eat most meals at home and categorically hated any chain restaurants. Andi cooked like a professional and loved feeding her husband and daughter recipes she found on the Internet; and in the many, many foodie magazines that were delivered to their house monthly. Marla zeroed in on the meal that drew her into the diner initially and decided to splurge on a chocolate milk shake. She'd used her money very judiciously and had much of it left. She was reading the diner's history on the back of the menu when a high-pitched voice cut-in.
“What can I get you, sweetie?” The voice came from exactly the woman you would have expected. The waitress couldn't have been more than 5 feet tall with unnaturally blond hair and deep brown eyes.
Marla smiled as she said, “I'll have a cheeseburger and onion rings, a glass of water and a chocolate milk shake.”
“How do you want your burger cooked?”
“Gee, I'm not sure.” The waitress held back a chuckle at Marla’s deep Texan accent. That was something her mom had known and something she didn’t bother with. Before now, that is.
“Do you like a lot of pink in the middle of your burger?” Marla wrinkled her nose, causing the waitress to laugh. “Well done it is. Be right back with your water and milkshakes.”
Marla loved California. The whole atmosphere was just incredible to her. Back home, everyone was struggling; the town had been in decline for years. Only during the county fair did everyone seem to forget their woes and actually enjoy themselves. Not here, though. All around her, Marla heard people talking and laughing as though they had no cares in the world. The sensation was truly heady.
Before long, the counter waitress brought Marla's water and milk shake. “You want whipped cream on that, sweetie?” She held up a can that read “whipped topping.” Marla was reasonably sure it wouldn't taste anything like her mother's homemade whipped cream.
Another hour or so passed as the train finally pulls into Los Angeles. She stepped off the train and took in the fresh and much less humid California air. The place amazed her, it was the exactly opposite of her hometown in Texas. Everything was green and alive. The people were tanned, rather than leathered-looking and fresh-faced - even in the train station. Marla pulled her backpack on and walked out of the train station. She figured there had to be food nearby, and she was dying for a non-microwaved meal. Two blocks away, the smell of cheeseburgers and onion rings pulled her into a diner that was in the middle of its lunch rush.
“Sit anywhere you can find space, hon,” said a waitress that walked by carrying a seemingly impossible amount of food on a tray.
Marla peered around the diner and found a seat at the counter. She sat down, stuck her backpack under her feet, and picked up the menu. So many options! Her mother had been somewhat of a naturalist. She insisted they eat most meals at home and categorically hated any chain restaurants. Andi cooked like a professional and loved feeding her husband and daughter recipes she found on the Internet; and in the many, many foodie magazines that were delivered to their house monthly. Marla zeroed in on the meal that drew her into the diner initially and decided to splurge on a chocolate milk shake. She'd used her money very judiciously and had much of it left. She was reading the diner's history on the back of the menu when a high-pitched voice cut-in.
“What can I get you, sweetie?” The voice came from exactly the woman you would have expected. The waitress couldn't have been more than 5 feet tall with unnaturally blond hair and deep brown eyes.
Marla smiled as she said, “I'll have a cheeseburger and onion rings, a glass of water and a chocolate milk shake.”
“How do you want your burger cooked?”
“Gee, I'm not sure.” The waitress held back a chuckle at Marla’s deep Texan accent. That was something her mom had known and something she didn’t bother with. Before now, that is.
“Do you like a lot of pink in the middle of your burger?” Marla wrinkled her nose, causing the waitress to laugh. “Well done it is. Be right back with your water and milkshakes.”
Marla loved California. The whole atmosphere was just incredible to her. Back home, everyone was struggling; the town had been in decline for years. Only during the county fair did everyone seem to forget their woes and actually enjoy themselves. Not here, though. All around her, Marla heard people talking and laughing as though they had no cares in the world. The sensation was truly heady.
Before long, the counter waitress brought Marla's water and milk shake. “You want whipped cream on that, sweetie?” She held up a can that read “whipped topping.” Marla was reasonably sure it wouldn't taste anything like her mother's homemade whipped cream.
About the Author:
LA Hendricks is an IT project manager by day and science fiction/fantasy novelist by night. A longtime lover of words, she reads science fiction, fantasy and paranormal romance novels regularly (when there is time).
When not reading, writing or working, LA can most often be found watching football or basketball with her adorable cat, Mona.
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Thanks so much for being a host on my blog tour!!
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