There are exciting news for UK readers! Author, Victoria Scott, received the UK version of Salt and Stone, the second book in the Fire and Flood series, on her front doorstep on January 28th!
In Fire & Flood, Tella Holloway faced a dangerous trek through the jungle and across the desert, all to remain a Contender in the Brimstone Bleed for a chance at obtaining the Cure for her brother. She can’t quit–she has to win the race, save Cody, and then fight to make sure the race stops before it can claim any more lives. In the next legs of the race, across the ocean and over mountains, Tella will face frostbite, sharks, avalanche, and twisted new rules in the race.
But what if the danger is deeper than that? How do you know who to trust when everyone’s keeping secrets? What do you do when the person you’d relied on most suddenly isn’t there for support? How do you weigh one life against another?
The race is coming to an end, and Tella is running out of time, resources, and strength. At the start of the race there were one hundred twenty-two Contenders. As Tella and her remaining friends start the final part of the race, just forty-one are left–and only one can win.
I also did a little snooping around on the internet today and found several teasers that Victoria Scott had posted on her website for Salt and Stone. I’m going to kindly insert down below.
“Racing across base camp with Madox at my side, I picture myself as invincible. Instead of cargo pants, I’m sporting camo. Instead of stitches in my stomach, I’ve got a gun holster wrapped around my abdomen, John Wayne style. Guy is probably tied up and gagged, and I’m about to save the day, barrels blazing.” – Salt & Stone
“As with most nights in the desert, the sky is devoid of any clouds, magnifying a dense bouquet of stars. For some, the brilliant, sweeping stars remind them that a higher being is at work. For others, they put their lives into perspective, make them feel small in comparison to that kind of vastness. Me? I think of the silver-sequined dress my mom bought me: a dress I never got to wear, a homecoming dance I never attended. Yeah, stars make me think of a bombshell dress. Don’t hate.” – Salt & Stone
“Guy sighs, and I lock eyes with him. Blue eyes. Not blue like the ocean at high tide or the sky on a summer afternoon. More like the blue of a dead body. A kind of blue that makes you hold your breath and count your blessings and beg for one more. I like when Guy sets his gaze on me. That shade of blue could make the world tremble on bended knees, but I’d happily drown in it.” – Salt & Stone