The Elite Blog Tour
THE ELITE BLOG TOUR
Everyone assumes that Joelie Baudelaire lives a charmed life. She has a generous benefactor in Warren Jardine, and a glamorous lifestyle in the exciting city of Las Vegas. Everyone is wrong.
When Warren is arrested, Joelie has the ability to escape the emotional jail he’s held her captive in for two years. Her father’s house should be her refuge, but it’s another kind of prison altogether. All Joelie wants is a normal, peaceful life. Discovering that she is one of The World Elite, a
genetically superior race, puts a whole new set of shackles on her life.
Her destiny is planned, and her future marriage is pre-arranged. While Joelie still remembers her childhood crush on the Elite, Sender Stelle, it isn’t easy to accept a betrothal to a man she barely knows beyond his photograph.
Warren doesn’t want to release his control over her. The World Elite would force her to fulfill her destined duty, and Sender has gone from resigned acceptance to benign co-operation with the powers that be.
Freedom is just out of reach. All Joelie must do is defy some of the most powerful people in the world, and survive.
Coey Cain is a dedicated author who began writing novels as a means of entertainment at the tender age of eight. Never intending to publish or pursue a career in the field, she chased other opportunities and gained knowledge in a plethora of interests. She spent most of her adult life out West, living a fast-paced lifestyle and appreciating every minute of it. With a great love for fast cars, and with sixteen years’ experience in racing and precision driving, she dreams of rally racing cross-country one day.
Coey is an adventurist at heart who’s unafraid of new endeavors. She believes that danger and risks are what make for the best experiences, and ultimately better stories. Currently, she’s maintaining a quiet lifestyle while focusing on her writing career. Her passion for writing and storytelling has stood the test of time and she feels obligated to herself to make her dreams come true in every aspect of life.
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Excerpt #1 from Chapter Two
“In the past four months, from Portland, Oregon all the way up to Canada, over thirty people have vanished. The last one disappeared two days ago in Everett. From the southernmost point of the state to Canada’s border, we’ve got thirteen missing people and eight dead. It’s not usual.
“In Grays Harbor County alone, we have five missing people and four deaths. Some of them look like they’ve been attacked by an animal. Some have bled to death. There’s been drowning, car accidents, literally all kinds of things, but none of us have ever seen this kind of tragedy around here before. We’ve more than tripled hunting efforts trying to find the animals that are responsible for the mauling’s, but we’ve never seen anything like it. I’d say everyone should be cautious and worried. Over twenty-five percent of it has happened in this county.”
Joelie swallowed hard. “Jesus!”
“Don’t worry, though. You’re covered. We’re all packin’,” he stated, and patted the gun at his hip, concealed by a black jacket. “Maybe we’ll get one of these animals on camera when I get everything installed. I know it sucks but, in the meantime, you’re going to have to stay indoors as much as you can, and absolutely don’t go walking around by yourself.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not the type to go wandering off into the forest alone. Maybe when I was little, but I’ve grown out of my tomboy phase. Now that I’m grown up, I’m not fond of getting dirty.”
“So, how do you plan on entertaining yourself out here? There isn’t much nightlife around, except for a few bars.”
“I haven’t figured that out yet. Maybe I’ll find a job somewhere. Then I’ll be too busy to get bored.” She was amused by the idea. She hadn’t worked in years, but had always enjoyed having a job and a place to go every day. “Plus, I’d meet people and make friends.”
“I don’t know many companies that would understand us hanging around for your safety, though.”
“Why would you be around if I was at work?”
“Why wouldn’t we be? The risks are high right now. I know you’re probably not thrilled about having a bunch of strange dudes coming and going at all hours, but there is some reason in it. All of us agree on that. We’ve all looked through Warren’s file. The dude’s been arrested seven times in the past three years. He’s what we call a ‘habitual offender.’ It’s pretty clear he has a drinking problem and control issues.”
“He’s an alcoholic and a control freak. I’m just shocked he’s gotten away with the real crimes he’s involved in.”
“He won’t forever. I really hope he comes out here on my watch, or Diesel’s. Either way, Old Dude is going to get played.”
Mayhem laughed mischievously. His laugh was similar to the sort of laugh you would hear from a group of teenage boys watching an old man stomping out a flaming bag of manure left on his doorstep by said teenagers. It was loud, overly boisterous, yet charismatic. He was an energetic character, and he amused himself.