Welcome to my post for the blog tour of Neverdying by Shanti Hershenson. Some of you may remember that I took part in a blog tour for another book by this author: You Won't Know Her Name. I really enjoyed You Won't Know Her Name so this is an exciting tour to be part of!
This is my post during the blog tour for Neverdying by Shanti Hershenson. Neverdying is a Young Adult Science Fiction Dystopian novel by a fourteen year old author. In a dystopian future where “Immortals” are hunted and exterminated, an immortal and exterminator meet, sending them both in a journey of triumph and sacrifice.
This blog tour is organized by Lola's Blog Tours and the tour runs from 10 till 30 October. You can see the tour schedule here.
By Shanti Hershenson
Genre: Sci-fi/ Dystopian
Age category: Young Adult
Release Date: June 30, 2022
Blurb:
If you could live forever, would it be a gift… or a disease?
A doctor created a genetic mutation meant as a gift to society—to those at random in future generations who were born with it: Immortality. But the risk of overpopulation and questions rising about the imbalance of only few being Immortals brings the ruthless President Wilde to a different stand—a facade of peace and equality whereas Immortals are executed daily—thus creating the ruination of the United States… and the world soon after.
Scarlett Caldwell is a girl of many mysteries—but along with that, she’s an Immortal. Having run away from a very young age and forced to forget the part of her identity that could get her assassinated, she turns to very few of her friends and spends the majority of her days hiding in the Immortals Legion, a compound for Immortals in hiding. But times are changing and tensions are only growing—Scarlett knows she can’t stay hidden forever. When she encounters an unfairly attractive Exterminator who, despite seeming rigid, has an amusing thing or two to say, she is left absolutely livid. But beyond that, beyond all the parts of him that she hates, there’s a secret. And Scarlett will do anything to unravel it.
Cain Hawkins is an Exterminator, a member of the country’s new authority specially trained to hunt down and exterminate the remaining Immortals. He truly believes that being an Exterminator is what he is meant for—despite what he may or may not know. And when a skirmish with an Immortal on the street leaves him questioning every last bit of himself, he will have to rise to stand with his president and failing country, or run from everything he was conditioned for. Besides, Cain has a secret: He is an Immortal too.
Their first encounter is far from the last, for an opportunity rises for the two to (unwillingly) work together. Already, they are left with a spark—a spark of hope for a future where Immortals are not prosecuted. And no matter if Cain sees the spark or not, the question still remains: How long will it be until a single spark ignites a fire?
TUCK EVERLASTING meets STAR WARS in this compelling and romantic novel by 14-year-old author, Shanti Hershenson.
Interview:
I have been lucky enough to be able to do an interview with this amazing author. At the time of writing, I am not able to add in this feature. It will be amended as soon as possible.
Excerpt:
I discovered I had the disease when I was in the seventh grade, when it was fine to be anything but normal, when people were never checked or hunted, when everything was both at peace and on the brink of chaos.
But mostly, when news of the disease had not yet surfaced on the Web—or anywhere else.
I discovered there was a problem with my health—if one could even call it that—on what was supposed to be a delightful weekend trip to the mall. We went only because a store or two was on clearance—little did we know, it would close days later due to a mandatory closure caused by… well, me. They don’t know that, though.
My realization was brought down upon me with the impact of a sports car—a car that moved too fast down the street and did not notice a scrawny twelve-year-old, shopping bags stuffed in each hand, dashing across the scorching asphalt.
My friends had dispersed and gone their separate ways. I was the only one from our group left at the intersection. I was to be picked up across the street and taken to a home that I cherished.
A home that I never saw again.
With the excitement of my newest purchases resonating in the form of a laugh spilling from my lips, I began to dash across what I thought to be a desolate road.
A road that was supposed to be down for construction.
A road that bridged the mall from the upmost parking structure.
The moment I reached the halfway point on the street, I heard a sound. A grueling, painful sound. Before I could even register the horror I was hearing, I saw it—a fancied, sleek sports car that moved too fast to spot anything in absolute, let alone myself.
And then it happened—the car slammed into my body so quick and painless I thought I was dead. But I wasn’t.
I tumbled over, scrapes collecting on my skin. There was no pain. There was no blood. There was almost nothing at all. My arms bent in ways I didn’t know were possible, though it did not feel as permanent as one would think. I was dizzy, the sun being the most of my worries. Its rays beat down on my helpless, confused body.
The screams came next—a boundless symphony of sounds that came both from the bewildered onlookers, and, myself, too. I screamed without knowing what I was doing. I screamed because it was horrifying, because a miracle had ensued that, at the time, seemed nothing short of impossible.
I recall the splintering sound of police cars in the distance, fear building up inside my frame. I sat up, inspecting the tremulous crowd of onlookers with eyes that stung. The police drew closer. The crowd grew tighter. But I was okay. I swore that I was okay and alright, but I didn’t feel that way.
I was horrified for reasons I couldn’t begin to dissect.
The sound hitting my ears suddenly felt thick, as though I were underwater. But I heard the words from the onlookers, from the police—the very people who were supposed to protect me.
Monster.
Witch.
Mutation.
Freak.
And then one, final word that meant hardly anything to me at the time (but would, of course, later).
Immortal.
I stood up. I brushed the dust scattered across my sweater which was already stained with sweat. There was no blood, to my further surprise. I did the one thing that would’ve broken the heart of any twelve-year-old—that shattered mine into a million disintegrating pieces.
I ran.
I ran from the words, from the thoughts and theories circulating in my brain.
I ran from the monstrosity of what I felt. From the confusion.
I ran and hid for the years when things were uncertain, when the buildings transformed and built up, when there were no longer houses and instead apartments and sleek office buildings. I ran when the information about the disease was no longer thought of as a conspiracy theory, but a fact of reality, and when my alleged death was no longer marked as accidental. I ran when I found out there were more of them—of us—when the word disease was associated with one more.
Immortal.
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About the Author:
Shanti Hershenson's first two novellas were published when she was in the sixth grade, although her writing journey started long before then. Ever since she could hold a pencil, marker, or crayon, she was creating stories. They started from pictures, mere scribbles, and eventually, turned into captivating tales.
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Have you read this book? Do you want to? What do you think about the excerpt?
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Shanti Hershenson's first two novellas were published when she was in the sixth grade, although her writing journey started long before then. Ever since she could hold a pencil, marker, or crayon, she was creating stories. They started from pictures, mere scribbles, and eventually, turned into captivating tales.
Author links:
- Website
- Tiktok
Giveaway
There is a tour wide giveaway for the blog tour of Neverdying. Five winners each win a paperback copy of Neverdying by Shanti Hershenson (US Only).
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Around The Blogosphere:
- Please take the time to read all the other posts from the tour if you are interested in this book. The link is above!
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p.s. casual magic of the day:
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Seeing my best friend for the first time since the beginning of summer. Eating on the floor (there is SUCH casual magic to that) and just spending time together, including listening (and singing) songs by Girl In Red. So much casual magic <3
I like the premise, as it sounds action packed.
ReplyDeleteYes I agree!! Thanks for stopping by and happy reading!!
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