On August 20th, Angela is hosting an live EBook signing party! There will be a Q&A session and an Amazon giveaway of a Kindle Paperwhite. This is exclusive to readers of Angela White. The giveaway will not be open to the public.
How it works
Authorggraph is a free site that allows readers to have their books signed by authors. It takes about 2 minutes. Between signing, I’ll be live for an hour-long Q&S session where you can grill me about the future of the series! I won’t promise to answer, but past events like this have yielded a lot of information that I wouldn’t normally release. I like talking to you! We’ve had some great nights, haven’t we? Join me on the 20th and we’ll do it again.
Can I get more than one book signed?
Sure! Submit all of them. It’s a huge ego rush for me to know people have all of my books. Just be patient during the signing. It’ll take me a bit longer to sign them than it will for you to submit them.
What series is this party for?
Life After War. I will do another signing party for the Bachelor Battles when that final book comes out. Again, I’m sorry about that. I had it ¾ of the way ready for release and then the ending fell out on me. I’ve been working on it between LAW, but Adrian and the gang are screaming the loudest, so they get priority. If you want a refund on a preorder, it is no problem. Just email me at email@example.com and I’ll take care of it with no questions asked. I understand. I don’t like to wait either.
Will you send a reminder email on the 20th?
No. I send one email a month unless I have a new release out. The event will be added to my FB page. Here is that link:
I want to get caught up on the series, but you’ve renumbered them or something, right?
Yes, as of 7/2017. I have details on my website and each book page, but I’d be happy to help you if you aren’t sure which book comes next. You can email me or send me a message on FB. All I did was combine the first three books (The Survivors, On the Road, and Safe Haven) into one file-The Survivors. All 3 of these were shorter than the rest of the books in the series and I felt like readers were being ripped off. I am sorry for the confusion. I’m just trying to clean up all the mistakes, not just the editing, you know?
Who died in the last LAW book?
Join me for the signing party and maybe you’ll find out!
Ebook Signing Party with Angela White
8/20/2017 from 4-6pm EST
Facebook Author Page
Q&A Session and a Private Kindle Paperwhite Giveaway
Life After War, Angela White, new book, book preorder, New LAW book
Free Replacement Copies
Updated copies of all my backlist books are available! Some retailers offer these free. Please check the reading library on your chosen store. If your retailer does not offer the update, you can email me (firstname.lastname@example.org) a copy of your receipt and I'll send you a PDF or EPUB free! Yes, from any major store.
I'm sorry that the very first copy you received wasn't prefect. I'm working hard to correct that issue and I appreciate your patience more than I can say. Updated replacements are available for:
Life After War Books 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, &8
Alexa's Travels Books 1&2
The Bachelor Battles Books 1&2
Summary: Free updated copy of the above books, PDF or EPUB only direct from author, when you send me a copy of your receipts for those books from any store.
Subject: replacement copy
Paperbacks for all my series
Up-to-date paperbacks are now live in both autographed and non-signed formats. Here is that link:
All merchandise will be shipped next week, including the autographed Beta paperbacks. Please make sure that I have your physical address! I'll be updating the Hub soon, so you'll be hearing from me about the next set of files. Thank you for your patience!
My old blog is no longer active. The new blog is here:
Life After War Wednesday blog posts in 2017 have included free chapters, never-seen deleted scenes, fan images and other great tidbits
Next Release Details
Free chapters are available to download for both of these titles!
The thrilling conclusion to the Bachelor Battles trilogy!
Length: 772 pages
Author: ©Angela White
Publisher: C9 Publications
Heroes have been lost, but they will never be forgotten.
Book 10 of the Life After War Series
Length: 802 pages
Author: ©Angela White
Publisher: C9 Publications
Marc and Dog
Marc and Angie
For reading my stories and wanting more. For contacting me with edits and praise, and with complaints. They've made me a better writer. Thank you for caring and sharing, and for talking and borrowing, for buying and highlighting. You'll never know how much you mean to me. I hope you all have people in your lives who are just as wonderful.
Have a safe summer!
Welcome to Life After War Wednesday!
This is the first chapter of Book 10. There are too many pages to put them all on here, so I've posted a small sample. You'll have to download the PDF to discover our Dearly Departed.
Waving at you,
“We will have the witch!”
Many of Mikel’s men cheered. The rest were dead or screaming for help.
Inside the mountain, screams began to fade into groans and tears…and then silence.
“Why is it so quiet now?” Tracy asked tearfully as she and Charlie stayed beneath the cushion of the clothes.
“The smoke,” he muttered, feet digging them downward. He was still trying to reach the bottom. This ledge had broken off and slid, but he didn’t know how far or if they had landed flat. For all he knew, they were now dangling sideways.
“We have to help them!” Tracy cried, but she didn’t resist when he pulled her lower.
Around them, the laundry moved.
Natoli stayed on Tracy’s right as the clever teenager took them through the maze of laundry and stone. His men surrounded the couple, as he’d instructed them to do before they’d rejoined Safe Haven under the ground. Marc had told Natoli of his fears for the future, of the deaths and lives that had been promised. Natoli had vowed to protect Marc’s heart so that the warrior could fight for all people. Now, Natoli was fulfilling his vow.
Charlie was glad they weren’t alone. He was in the lead for the first time and it was terrifying.
Charlie stopped as his foot hit something hard, hands fumbling in the darkness for the light on his belt. He tried not to think about everything that might be on top of them or how hard it was to breathe down here. They had survived the quake. That had been his only goal when he’d brought them to the laundry area. Now, he had to keep them alive in the aftermath.
Around them, other people were coming to the same realizations. Through the broken stone and shifting darkness, battered survivors began to emerge.
Adrian groaned as weight finally shifted off his shoulder. The pain in that arm was bad enough to convince him that he was alive.
“I heard someone! Keep working!”
Adrian kept his eyes closed as more debris was cleared from his body. He hurt everywhere.
“It’s Adrian! Grab that end. Lift on three. Ready?”
Adrian screamed as the weight increased and then it was gone. He screamed again as he was dragged free by his arms.
“Someone’s under him! Keep digging!”
Adrian was left alone as the men went back to the debris pile. He stayed still, listening to coughs and shouts, to tears and groans.
There’s a fire! Angela thundered in his mind. Get up!
Adrian struggled to a sitting position, arm useless except in the flaring, ugly pain that came each time he tried to move it.
Dislocated, Angela told him. You can’t climb like that. Damn!
Adrian forced his hurting body onto legs that shook, scanning their new, dangerous environment. There!
He stumbled over rocks and wood, lurching toward the entrance to the tunnel where he’d first been camped.
This is gonna hurt, he warned, teeth clenching. Go away.
He felt Angela withdraw as he propelled himself forward to knock the shoulder back into its socket with another harsh scream.
“What is he doing?” Theo demanded.
“Fixing himself,” Greg answered grimly. He tossed another large chunk of stone aside. “Keep digging. I see dark hair. I think this is Marc!”
The digging resumed with more energy as Adrian fumbled for the light on his belt. He shined it upward with his good arm, blinking at the waves of falling dust. The sight was so awful that Adrian needed the throbbing shoulder and every cut and bruise to prove that this was really happening. Safe Haven had been destroyed.
They’ll all be dead if you don’t get that fire out! Angela shouted in his mind.
Startled, Adrian staggered backward and fell over, groaning.
Give me a minute!
We don’t have it, she answered gravely. The smoke has already reached the top floor. Everyone up there is dying.
Adrian managed to get back on his feet, but his flashlight had rolled too close to a crevice for him reach without his balance. He staggered toward the ladder instead, blinking in dull comprehension. The ladder was there. Bodies were hanging from it, piled below it from their falls. He turned his head and puked.
Breathe. Breathe. Angela shoved deep into his mind, to where their connection was glowing brightly. You can do this. I believe in you. I always have.
Adrian wiped his mouth on his gritty sleeve and queasily began to climb the ladder. His painful movements quickly became a way to stay alert as he fought bodies for space on the ladder while trying not to inhale the smoke wafting downward.
As he reached the level above, Adrian yanked up his shirt, wishing he had time to stop and wet his bandana. Then he remembered that he had been getting ready for bed and didn’t have either of those things. All he had was his jeans, boots, jacket, and belts-tool and gun. Those last two he even slept with and good thing, he praised himself, taking out his spare flashlight. After this, he was down to the headlamp. He didn’t want to try using it yet. The buttons were small and his hands were still shaking. He might drop it and that would be worse than the dim illumination from his small flashlight.
Far above, Adrian saw a shadow illuminated by an orange glow. The man hefted himself onto the level with the fire and vanished. Good, Adrian thought, realizing Angela was likely telling others of the fire and directing them too.
“Right behind you!” Greg called as if to prove the thought, coming up the ladder.
Theo and Debra were taking care of Marc, but so far, there were no other survivors from the bottom level. Angela was telling him about live people trapped by a mess fire and Greg was determined to save everyone that he could.
“Adrian!” Kyle shouted from his right. “Can you tie off this rope?”
Adrian missed the rope that Kyle threw, but it caught on wooden debris, allowing him to fumble for the end of it. As he tied it to the sturdiest thing he could find—a heavy-duty hitch that had been used to tie up their larger animals for milking and slaughter—fresh screams sounded from above them.
“Going up!” Adrian shouted, wincing violently at the pain in his head. His hand came away bloody, but there wasn’t time to worry over it. He went back to the climb as Kyle anchored the rope to the other end of the lab and began inching Jennifer across the gap. There was a very narrow ledge, but no room to even look down. They would have to feel their way across. The rope would keep them from falling.
“I found two!” Greg called to Adrian, holding up two dusty fire extinguishers after he pulled himself onto the level.
Adrian took one and put it inside the back of his tucked in shirt so he had both hands to use for climbing.
Greg did the same and followed. Both men were aware of heavy coughing, but the lack of words worried them more.
“Someone got a light on,” Greg commented, sweating so much his back was soaked.
“It’s not a light,” Adrian answered grimly. The climb was clearing the fog from his head and sending terror into his heart. There were bodies on every floor he’d reached so far. How many had they lost?
I will be away until Aug 10th, except for releases and customer service. LAW Wednesdays will resume when I return. My FB, Pinterest, and groups will also be very light on posting during this time. The monthly email will still come when I have news to share. That’s the only time I send those. All releases and preorders are the same.
I use this time to catch up on my life, enjoy my children, sleep, and create without the pressure of everything else that goes with being independent. It doesn’t mean that I’m not working. I’m just not working online. Thank you for understanding how important this time is to me and to my loved ones. I hope you have a wonderful summer.
Stay frosty! Lol