Shadow’s Fall: New White Sands City Cyberpunk Book 1 By Ron Bender

 

Price: $ 0.99Shadow's Fall: New White Sands City Cyberpunk Book 1 by [Bender, Ron]

Category: Science Fiction, Military & Cyberpunk

Format: PDF

Released: October 18, 2016

Publisher: AlphaTek Global Publications; 3 edition 

Rating: green star rating systemgreen star rating systemgreen star rating system    

 

*** I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book. ***

 

When the Sky falls…

 

In a future of uncertainty, Raven, a thief, assassin and many other things gets caught up in something she may not be able to handle. Now, she is used to the frying pan… not the whole damn fire. She comes across a data core that starts this mess and this could end up killing her if she’s not careful. Once she finds out even an inkling of what is on it she’s running because the original owner wants it back IMMEDIATELY and is willing to use excessive force to get it. Seems the enemy knows a lot about Raven, more than she knows about herself and her past.

Now this isn’t just a job or a paycheck, it is about living to the next day  and everyone’s freedom. Also, finding out all these underlying conspiracies. Is anyone really as free as they think they are? Or is this all just a fancy illusion?

 

This book really reminded me of a mix between The Asanti Series by David Finn and The Resident Evil movies, plus something completely new.  Between the futuristic technology, chemicals and the female assassin that doesn’t need anybody, but has a team anyway. When reading it, you don’t know what is going to happen next because there is so much action with all the fireplay and gunplay. Violence is as common as ecash if not more, this is where corruption rules and bad things happen… most don’t bat an eye. This is normal for these characters.

 

There are so many layers in this book that it was fascinating and I gobbled it up like a starving man at his last breakfast. So many conspiracies that lie in one book of fiction. There is politics in here as well, so many cities and areas that are governed by corrupted people. What is sad and scary is that something like this is totally possible in the real world… all this hero worship of a bad guy.

In some areas it’s like concentration camps for people, robots and clones. Plus they sacrifice each other to stay alive. What is more mess up about this is that the clones don’t even see what is morally wrong with this. They have nothing that says that is wrong in their processors. This is just one of the multilayers within the book and one of the things Raven finds out about on a mission and gets angry over and I agree. Then again why would a monster make clones morally right anyway? Bastard.

 

Even with all these layers and conspiracies, I still felt like there was some things missing that could have made this book better. If there was more depth to the characters then I would have been able to give a better star rating.  I wanted to know more about Raven’s mental issues and more about her past and the ending of the book. I want more details on her partner Brios, who is a part of her team who we barely got to know. I feel like we did this huge adventure with strangers and I want more. The 292 pages were simple not enough for me and so I guess I’ll have to read the next book to get to know them better.

 

There are many twists and turns in Shadow’s Fall that make it a really worthwhile book to read. Oh and  if I am honest I kinda feel like it is a book that has the idea of “every man for himself” if ya know what I mean.  Has got the Lord Of The Flies feel, at least in SOME areas, i.e. the Ganglands.

You’ll have to read it to find out for yourself.

 

 

Thanks for reading my review about Shadow’s Fall. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! 

Are you guys done Christmas shopping yet? We’re not, we have two more people then we are completely done ! I don’t know why it has taken us so long this year to shop, but it has. Good luck everyone and stay safe out there! 

 

Until next time ya’ll have a Good Holiday! 

 

 

The Rest Will Come Review

Murder might be her one true love…

 

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Murder can be risky…and not just for the douchebags on the business end of Emma’s power
saw.
Men only let Emma down. They cheat, and they lie. They send unsolicited pictures of their
genitals. Ready to give up hope, Emma decides to go on one last date. Then it finally happens—
she finds the thing she loves most of all.
Killing clueless jerks she finds on the internet.
Lost in a happy haze of hunting her victims, devising increasingly-clever killings, and
streamlining her dismemberment process, Emma gets careless.
As her need for her murderous outlet grows, she runs an increasing risk of getting caught…or
worse—falling for one of her victims.

 

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Review

*** I was given this book in exchange for an honest review. ***

When I read the blurb, I was extremely excited, because you don’t often find yourself reading about a lady serial killer. Well, it is suffice to say that I was not disappointed in the least !  This has to be one of my favorite horror books of all time, just because it’s so different and lets you get inside of Emma’s head. Her past is shown and basically explains why she became a killer. So even though she kills people you can’t help, but love her and root for her.

There were so many times in the book where I laughed my ass off. She was so comical in what she was doing and how she reacted that I couldn’t help myself. If she were a person, I would want to see if I would actually get along with her or not even though she is a murderer. I just find her absolutely fascinating in all ways.

Ronnie is the best friend that anyone could ever ask for.  I feel like she really relied on her in the story and I am glad that she was there for Emma as well as Terrance. I feel like even though she loved them and needed them she felt like they couldn’t understand her completely and so she was living a double life. She needed something of her own, a family of her own.

Overall, the story was great and the ending was THE BEST !!!! I just knew that it would happen that way and it was the best couple of twists that could have happened. Who knew true love could be such a killer?

 

 

 

 

About Christina Bergling

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Colorado-bred writer, Christina Bergling, sold her soul early into the writing game. By fourth grade, she knew she wanted to be an author. In college, she studied English with a Professional Writing emphasis. Her creative nonfiction class yielded two pieces that were later published—Tell Me About Your First Time in the college literary magazine riverrun and How to Kill Yourself Slowly on denversyntax.com.

However, with the realities of eating and paying bills, the survivalist in her hocked her passion for dystopian horror for a profession as a technical writer and document manager. Bergling published the short story Death and Other Disappointments while working as a technical writer for a Department of Defense contractor. That job took her to Iraq for one rotation, which cracked her mind open to a whole new perspective and started infecting her writing. She blogged from Iraq and during pregnancy and now continues another blog centered on running.

Her debut novella, Savages, was released in December 2014 and was followed by a second, The Waning, in July 2015.

( Information from her ABOUT page on her blog)

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Christina Bergling’s Links:

christinabergling.com
facebook.com/chrstnabergling
@ChrstnaBergling
chrstnaberglingfierypen.wordpress.com
goodreads.com/author/show/11032481.Christina_Bergling
pinterest.com/chrstnabergling
instagram.com/fierypen/
amazon.com/author/christinabergling

 

I  hope you enjoyed my review ! Please check out her links ! Don’t forget to checkout her blog as well! It is awesome! All these links are where you can get updates about what she is doing and if you’d like to talk to her. She is very nice, so go talk to her. Oh and like the last post … I added the song because I thought that it was fitting to my review and to her book/character Emma. If and when you read the book, you’d understand.

Please check out the book The Rest Will Come it does honestly remind me of a lady version of Dexter, except he killed other killers and she kills her dates that go bad. Emma is seriously badass, YOU GUYS !!! I love her as a character ! Ugh.  So is Bergling, the author! ❤

Thanks for reading  my post and until next time! Toodaloo my lovelies !!

 

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Hunted By Exhaustion: A Guest Post By Christina Bergling, Author of The Rest Will Come

I found out about The Rest Will Come over Twitter because book bloggers were needed so I contacted Nev and told him I could review it and I also knew of other bloggers who might want to as well. So I did a post on here to get it out in the blogging community that he needed  help at Confessions Publicity, the publisher and here we are. I agreed to a guest post and a review. I have to say that the book so far is… BLOODY BRILLIANT !!!

 

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The Rest Will Come

 

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Blurb:

Murder can be risky…and not just for the douchebags on the business end of Emma’s power saw.

Men only let Emma down. They cheat, and they lie. They send unsolicited pictures of their genitals. Ready to give up hope, Emma decides to go on one last date. Then it finally happens—she finds the thing she loves most of all.

Killing clueless jerks she finds on the internet.

Lost in a happy haze of hunting her victims, devising increasingly-clever killings, and streamlining her dismemberment process, Emma gets careless.

As her need for her murderous outlet grows, she runs an increasing risk of getting caught…or worse—falling for one of her victims.

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Hunted by Exhaustion

Christina Bergling

Exhaustion is a menace, stalking me at every turn. The large, shapeless monster is everywhere. I feel it lurking in the darkness as breaking daylight drives it into shadows. I hear it as sounds start to thicken and creep into the distance, my ears detaching from the world around me. I feel it penetrating every cell in my body, packing them with increasing weight as it infects me.

It hunts me through the day. Following me from the restorative comfort of my pillow, grinning at my struggle into the morning. It laughs at the caffeine and energy drinks I guzzle to ward it off. I can hear the footfalls of it pacing around me in each banging second of the clock as I chain my fingertips to the keyboard. Each orbit around me becomes closer, tighter. Hearing it becomes feeling it.

By mid-afternoon, after it has warded off the assaults of breakfast and lunch as even the Sun becomes lazy in the sky, it strikes. I feel the impact in my forehead, a blunt and heavy blow that drips down my face. My eyelids flutter against the persuasive weight. It is inside me now, turning my own body into a traitor.

Suddenly, my arms are so heavy. I struggle to keep them lifted, willing my fingers to dance across the letters in practiced commands. My muscles appear to be in revolt. Every part of me sings a singular tune in perfect symphony: sleep.

Who has time to sleep?

I have code to write.

I have meetings to attend.

I have a house to clean, food to make.

I have kids to pick up from school.

I have little monsters to chauffeur to dance and Girl Scouts and the doctor.

I have runs to go on, workouts to complete.

I have books to write, tweets to twitter, blogs to finish.

I have movies to watch.

I have places to go and people to see.

There is no time for sleep.

I hear exhaustion release a guttural growl from within me. The sound reverberates off my bones, echoes in my empty spaces. The flesh rallies; the flesh lobbies. The body demands its restful quota be met while the mind presents a compelling list of objections, tasks, and obligations.

I find myself caught in limbo. The mind pulls me in the direction of accomplishment; the body yanks me back toward restoration. Do what I need to do or get the rest I need. Trapped in between, I satisfy neither. I shamble through my tasks like a zombie, the bags below my eyes growing darker by the day, my temper fraying up into the gray matter of my brain. I know I was supposed to remember something… many things… but I forget.

The world around me begins to unhinge. Sounds crawl farther away. My nerves recede from the surface. I feel like I am falling as the light collapses around the edges. My brain keeps sending commands down to my limbs, but they refuse to heed. Open rebellion in my bones.

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Swimming somewhere in my own fatigue, I realize I have written about this before. Sure, I feel this way more days than not, but I have described this very state before. I realize I feel like Emma, a character of my own creation in The Rest Will Come. Art imitating life imitating art.

When I wrote The Rest Will Come, I based Emma entirely on a friend of mine. Her life, her personality, her idiosyncrasies. I described her multiple jobs, the endless hours, the bone-crushing exhaustion. Yet, while I may have never personally dated a parade of douchebags, I have fully experienced tired on my own. No imagination required.

Emma is tired on multiple fronts. There is her basic, logistical fatigue from working multiple jobs that prevent her from sleeping the recommended hours. Yet that biological weariness is paired with a psychological depletion from the unrelenting depression from her divorce, which later evolves into the soul-sucking frustration of online dating.

Every failed date wears her down. Every disappointment compounds her exhaustion. She is tired in her body, in her mind, and in her heart. Each day heaps on top of the trailing end of the last. They blur together in an ever-increasing weight. Time slows down as the task list grows longer.

I can relate.

I may never have worked multiple jobs. I may never (thankfully) have online dated. Yet I think fatigue is a universal part of the human condition. We can all relate to how it feels to be tired, overwhelmed, frustrated, inadequate. The specific circumstances vary, but the ultimate effect is consistent.

Even now, my body is screaming for sleep while my mind insists I have a guest blog to finish along with about a million other tasks. No rest for the wicked.

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Christina Bergling’s Links:

christinabergling.com
facebook.com/chrstnabergling
@ChrstnaBergling
chrstnaberglingfierypen.wordpress.com
goodreads.com/author/show/11032481.Christina_Bergling
pinterest.com/chrstnabergling
instagram.com/fierypen/
amazon.com/author/christinabergling

 

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I hope you enjoyed the guest post written by Christina ! Please check out her links ! I added the song because I thought that it was fitting to her guest post and to her book/character Emma. Please check out the book The Rest Will Come it does honestly remind me of a lady version of Dexter, except he killed other killers and she kills her dates that go bad.

Thanks for reading and until next time! Toodaloo !!