I'm Ty Drago, the author of the Undertakers Series and your host for this leg of the hunt. If you'd like to know more about my books and me, you can wander around this site ... OR you can stick with the hunt and find exclusive bonus material elsewhere.
Go to the YA Scavenger Huntpage to find out all about the hunt. There are NINE contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one of them, some of them, or ALL OF THEM for chances to win wholly different sets of signed books!
I am a part of the SILVER TEAM along with 19 other authors!
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SCAVENGER HUNT PUZZLE
Directions: Below, you'll notice that I've listed my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the Silver Team, and then add them up (don't worry, you can use a calculator!).
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So...have at it! Free books people! It's like Christmas all over again! You remember Christmas, right??? It's that date we all know...
AND NOW FOR MY LEG OF THE HUNT! :)
I have the pleasure of hosting fellow YA Scavenger Hunter author Dale Furse, author of The Wekxia Trilogy, The GodSword Chronicles, and The Origin Mystery Series.
Dale Furse lives in North Queensland, Australia. After over thirty years of writing, she still loves her journeys into unknown places and meeting unheard-of peoples.
A FUN Snippet:
Nell runs away. But her friend, Sam, and Cay-meka, her cousin follows her.
‘Maybe you should go.’ Nell tried to sound pleasant and not in the least crazy. ‘You too,’ she said to Sam. ‘That Nadar's got the book and I've got to get it off him.’ She started down the corridor.
‘Not without me, you don't,’ Sam said, and trotted up beside her.
Nell stopped and raised an eyebrow at Cay-meka.
‘I—I want to see the book for myself and—and if you're not going insane, I can tell them that when they find us.’
‘And if I am?’
Cay-meka looked at Sam. ‘Sam doesn't think you are and he knows you best, and you don't think you are, do you?
Nell had to smile at her cousin’s tiny voice. She shook her head.
Cay-meka held Nell's gaze, ‘Then I don't think you are.’
Sam grinned at Nell. ‘We're we going?’
‘We could go back to the skark,’ Cay-meka said.
‘Anywhere, as long as it's away from this noise,’ Nell said, and continued down the corridor. Stopping abruptly, she asked, ‘What about your mother, Cay-meka?’
‘I think they only took her to make you come to Corl so they could put you away. They knew you'd want to find your father. I can feel her here and he will too, now that he knows to look out for her.’
‘You could be right,’ Nell said, looking in every direction for anyone who might be following. ‘But he'll also be looking for us, so hurry up if you’re coming.’
As they pushed their way through the crowd, Sam sidled close to Nell and whispered in her ear. ‘You really believe her? She could be a spy.’
Nell gave her friend a look that said, now-you're-being-ridiculous. She stopped at the same elevator that first brought them from the skark.
‘Are we going back home?’ Sam asked. He dropped out his bottom lip.
‘No, I just need somewhere quiet to think. We can hide here for a while. Carlan,’ Nell said to the elevator.
‘What's that mean?’ Sam asked.
‘I think it means open.’
Sam frowned. ‘How do you know?’
‘I have no idea,’ Nell said. ‘But I think I'm going to know a lot more by the time I'm seventeen.’
Sam shook his head as he stepped into the elevator. ‘So you are changing, then?’
‘Yep. Scary, isn't it?’
When Nell stepped on the moving walkway, the hairs all over her body quivered. It wasn't until they were nearly at the skark that she saw what put her body on alert. Three black-haired wintars skulked amongst the skarks ahead and to the right. Before Nell could react, they unfurled great wings and flew above them. They didn’t look friendly.
‘Run,’ Nell yelled.
They all wheeled around and ran back against the walkway. The wintars remained above them, laughing. Nell jumped off the walkway and made better progress. She looked back over her shoulder and stopped. Sam and Cay-meka dangled from two separate sets of orange talons. They flew over her head with Cay-meka screaming.
Nell looked around the ship-park. Surely somebody would hear the girl.
A scrawny, long faced wintar played with Nell as a cat would a squeaky toy. She ran as fast as her feet would carry her but he easily flew ahead of her. When she took a different route, he flew above her and circled.
‘Run, little girl,’ he jeered after the third direction change.
He flew in front of her once more.
‘Stop playing and get her,’ a voice rasped from Nell’s left. Before she could search for the source of the sound, the scrawny wintar lunged. He caught Nell's shoulders in his claws with so much force, she let out a cry. The pain burned…
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