The Hidden Cities by Christopher Golden and Tim Lebbon Book Tour and Giveaway :)
Mind
the Gap
The
Hidden Cities Book 1
by
Christopher Golden & Tim Lebbon
Genre:
Dark Urban Fantasy Thriller
"The
super-fast pacing and creepy touches give this teen adventure plenty
of character."—Publishers
Weekly
Returning
to her home in London, teen Jasmine Towne realizes just how long
she’s been training for the moment she would be on her own. Her
paranoid mother’s last words, scrawled in her own blood, demand her
action: JAZZ HIDE FOREVER. In this moment, the strange men who have
always hung around her family’s life—whom her mother called the
Uncles—become starkly sinister. And they’re on her
trail.
Seeking
cover in the Underground, Jazz slips through a mysterious gate, down
tunnels, and seemingly through time. Inside an abandoned city of bomb
shelters and forgotten Tube stations, she finds temporary refuge with
a gang of petty thieves. Flashes of the past, spectral and haunting,
share the tunnels…with no regard for the living. For how long can
Jazz hide from the terrors of both her worlds?
The
Map of Moments
The
Hidden Cities Book 2
To
what lengths would you go to undo the pain of the past?
"Golden
and Lebbon have far outstripped their past efforts with this
wonderfully creepy thriller of a ghost story." —Publishers
Weekly starred
review
"Golden
and Lebbon vividly evoke the rich, enduring character of New Orleans,
as well as spinning a compelling fantasy yarn that builds momentum as
Max works his way through the city's history." —Booklist
Max
Corbett has returned to New Orleans for the funeral of his former
girlfriend, Gabrielle Doucette, but between the destruction wrought
by Hurricane Katrina and the devastation of his ruined relationship,
the city feels alien.
At
Gabrielle's graveside, Max meets Ray. Over a bottle of bourbon in a
dive bar, the two discuss Gabrielle's unique connection to the city.
Ray suggests that this connection might mean her tragic death is not
truly her end. And he happens to know a real magic practitioner—not
some Bourbon Street phony—who could open a window to the past and
send a warning to Gabrielle. Maybe Max can even deliver the warning
in person? Ray offers him a cheap map and says the process is simple.
Follow the charted moments to build up a little bit of magical clout
and then find the man with the gift.
Surging
with liquid courage, Max takes the ludicrous tourist map and sets
off. But it turns out this quest is not so easy. When Max enters the
First Moment, he is drawn into the fabric of history to witness dark
and violent periods, and with each passing step, a grim conspiracy is
revealed. Suddenly in too deep, there is nowhere for Max to go but
through. But when you trudge through a swamp, you're going to get
muddy.
Corinne drove south on
Interstate 10 with the windows down, making a wind tunnel out of her
beat-up old Chevy Corsica. Max didn’t complain. The car had no
air-conditioning, and the afternoon was warm and humid. Back home in
Boston, November meant chilly days and chillier nights. But that
Louisiana day, winter felt a whole world away. “Thanks for coming to
get me,” he said, fifteen minutes south of the airport. “Not a problem. Guy like
you, if you’d gotten a rental, you’d probably have been carjacked
before you got anywhere near your hotel.” Max stared at her, waiting
for the smile. It didn’t come. “You’re serious.” Corinne kept both hands on
the wheel and her eyes straight ahead. There’d been precious little
small talk at the airport, and even less since. “We’re a little short
on jokes down here, lately,” she said. “So yeah, I’m serious.
It’s rough. The city’s still reeling.” She trailed off, but Max
sensed that she had more to say, so he gave her the silence in which
to speak. After a pause, she did. “They’ve got hundreds of dead
folk in a warehouse over by the Superdome. Doing DNA tests,
supposedly, trying to figure out who they all are. If I hadn’t laid
claim to Gaby, she’d probably still be over there. Maybe forever.
French Quarter’s back up and running, other parts of the city, too.
High ground. You’ll be fine in your hotel. But some areas, it’s
still a war zone. Might as well be in Baghdad. A lot of the folks
that left, maybe most of ’em, aren’t ever coming back. Some
places, it’s like the apocalypse came. There’s talk of
rebuilding, but it’s never gonna happen. That’s the first sign of
a crumbling empire, Max. Cities fall and nobody
builds ’em up again.” He kept staring at her,
but Corinne still didn’t turn to him. Max became keenly aware of
his hands, as though he should be able to do something with them,
maybe try to offer her comfort, or send up a prayer to God. But he
barely knew Corinne, and he and God were strangers. After a couple of minutes,
the time when he should have said something in reply passed, so he
stopped seeking the words. Corinne and Gabrielle were
cousins, Creole girls who’d never be mistaken for white but whose
skin forever marked them out among the black population of New
Orleans. Max had never understood the politics of hue, and always
feared expressing an opinion on the subject. He was white and from
Boston, and he couldn’t claim to know a damn thing about New
Orleans. So he kept his mouth shut. All he knew was that even before
he’d met Gabrielle he had thought a mixed-race heritage produced
the most beautiful children, and that there must be some lesson the
world should learn from that. Meeting Gabrielle had cemented this
belief. Riding in the car beside
her, Max saw some of that same beauty in Corinne. They’d met half a
dozen times when he’d been involved with Gabrielle, but he’d
never really noticed her looks. She simply didn’t have her cousin’s
presence. Gabrielle had burned brightly; Corinne had been in her
shadow. But apparently it hadn’t stopped her from loving Gabrielle. Abruptly, she turned and
shot him a hard look. “Why do you keep staring at me like that?” “You look a little like
her,” Max said. “I’m nothing like
her!” Corinne snapped, turning her gaze back to the road ahead. The
hurt in her voice didn’t surprise him, but the anger did. “Are we really going to
be the only people at the funeral?” Corinne softened. “Our
family shut her out; you know that. The ones who are still in
the city, they live Uptown. When she was alive, they’d cross the
street if they saw her coming. Now that she’s dead, they won’t be
going out of their way to say good-bye. Could be some of her
friends’ll have heard and come along and surprise me, but I doubt
it. Lots of people have been shipped out. Those who are still here
are looking after themselves and their own. It’s all right,
though.” Max looked out the window,
watching the side of the highway where wind-downed trees and
abandoned cars remained, part of the debris left behind by the storm. “Two people,” he said
quietly. “How can that be all right?” “Ah, she wouldn’t mind
so much,” Corinne said. “She didn’t have but the two of us who
really loved her. We’ll be there. That’s as it should be.” Max swallowed hard. His
throat had gone dry. “I’m not sure—” “Don’t even start. She
put the knife in you deep, man. I know that. But don’t try to tell
me you stopped loving her because of it. I know better.” Irritated, he narrowed his
eyes and studied her. “You think so?” “You’re here, aren’t
you?” Max opened his mouth, but
closed it again. The Doucette women had a habit of leaving him
speechless.
The
Chamber of Ten
The
Hidden Cities Book 3
Archaeologist
Dr. Geena Hodge is on the precipice of success: her team has found an
entrance to an underground chamber while searching for the Petrarch’s
lost library. A documentarian is joining her team for the descent
into the long-hidden structure and may be the key to extensive
funding. Best of all, she is able to share the excitement of this
momentous occasion with her assistant-slash-lover, Nico, whose
psychic presence resonates in her own mind.
Within
a strikingly preserved room—unlike any Venetian excavation—the
team finds only one artifact: a small vessel that immediately
mesmerizes Nico. While the team investigates a slab of granite inlaid
in the floor, Nico becomes transfixed by the object, and before he
can be stopped, he has the urn in his hands. Then, it is broken open
on the ground. And with that, the impossibly withheld groundwater
begins to fill the chamber…
In
the clamor to escape the rapidly flooding room and save the found
texts, the team is sent in all directions. And Nico’s mind, always
attuned to Geena’s, seems to go quiet. His actions in the days
after the incident feel unlike him, and his consciousness seems to
dissolve beneath the weight of his experience with the artifact. What
insidious force was within? And what can satisfy its restless will?
The
Shadow Men
The
Hidden Cities Book 4
From
Beacon Hill to Southie, historic Boston is a town of vibrant
neighborhoods knit into a seamless whole. But as Jim Banks and Trix
Newcomb learn in a terrifying instant, it is also a city
divided—split into three separate versions of itself by a mad
magician once tasked with its protection.
Jim
is happily married to Jenny, with whom he has a young daughter,
Holly. Trix is Jenny’s best friend, practically a member of the
family—although she has secretly been in love with Jenny for years.
Then Jenny and Holly inexplicably disappear—and leave behind a
Boston in which they never existed. Only Jim and Trix remember them.
Only Jim and Trix can bring them back.
With
the help of Boston’s Oracle, an elderly woman with magical powers,
Jim and Trix travel between the fractured cities, for that is where
Jenny and Holly have gone. But more is at stake than one family’s
happiness. If Jim and Trix should fail, the spell holding the
separate Bostons apart will fail too, and the cities will reintegrate
in a cataclysmic implosion. Someone, it seems, wants just that.
Someone with deadly shadow men at their disposal.
CHRISTOPHER GOLDEN is the New York Times bestselling author of such novels as Ararat, Snowblind, Tin Men, The Myth Hunters, Wildwood Road, The Boys Are Back in Town, The Ferryman, Strangewood, and Of Saints and Shadows. He has also written books for teens and young adults, including Poison Ink, Soulless, and the thriller series Body of Evidence, honored by the New York Public Library and chosen as one of YALSA's Best Books for Young Readers.
Golden
co-created (with Mike Mignola) two cult favorite comic book series,
Baltimore and Joe Golem: Occult Detective. As an editor, he has
worked on the short story anthologies Seize the Night, The New Dead,
and Dark Cities, among others, and has also written and co-written
comic books, video games, screenplays, a BBC radio play, the online
animated series Ghosts of Albion (with Amber Benson), and a network
television pilot. A frequent speaker at conferences, schools, and
libraries, Golden is also co-host of the podcasts Three Guys with
Beards and Defenders Dialogue, and the founder of the Merrimack
Valley Halloween Book Festival.
Golden
was born and raised in Massachusetts, where he still lives with his
family. His original novels have been published in more than fourteen
languages in countries around the world.
TIM LEBBON has been published for over twenty years and have written over forty horror, dark fantasy and tie-in novels, including The Silence, Relics, Coldbrook, The Cabin in the Woods, the Noreela series of fantasy books (Dusk, Dawn, Fallen and The Island), the NY Times Bestselling novelisation of the movie 30 Days of Night, Alien: Out of the Shadows, Star Wars: Dawn of the Jedi - Into the Void, and several books with Christopher Golden, including Blood of the Four, The Map of Moments and The Secret Journeys of Jack London. He's also written hundreds of novellas and novels and have won several prestigious awards.
The
movie of The Silence, starring Stanley Tucci and Kiernan Shipka, is
out summer 2018. Pay the Ghost, starring Nicolas Cage, was released
in 2016. More of his work is currently in development for the big
screen.
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