Amber Vial

By Frost Kay

Fact #257 - Allie Sai should have been named “Unlucky.” It made complete sense that the girl terrified of flying and aliens would be drafted for colonization of an alien planet. Right? Right??

In her mind, she had one choice. Desertion. But again… Unlucky. She should’ve known better. A failed escape attempt leaves her chained to an airship chair with nothing but her bag, a vial of her family’s super moonshine, and her anxiety for company.

Fact #372 - Sometimes moonshine is not the answer.

Numbing her fear seemed like a brilliant idea – until pirates attack her ship looking for goods of the female variety. Looks like she’ll have to save herself, but… unlucky strike three.

Fact #401 - Pirates aren't princes. They're extortionists.

It was just one sip… maybe two.

When fantasy and reality blur, can Allie save herself?

"I found the writing to be on par with Queen (Sarah J.) Maas and Elise Kova."- Fairestskyebooks

"Frost Kay makes you want to smack the characters with their own book."- Pages of Remedyz

"Frost Kay is amazing...Wow. For real, wow. My heart physically hurts." - Nix

"(Frost Kay) has a very beatiful and simple way of writing...everything is painted so vividly and beautifully...she has me hooked." -Carissa, Goodreads

• Language: English
• Publisher: Renegade Publishing, LLC
• Release date: Jul 31, 2018
• ISBN: 9781732442061

Frost Kay

Frost Kay is a USA Today bestselling author of fantasy, pulse-pounding adventures, thrilling action, swoon-worthy anti-heroes, and slow-burning romance books. She is the author of multiple bestselling young-adult series, including The Aermian Feuds, The Twisted Kingdoms, Dominion of Ash, and Aliens and Alchemists. For more information, visit FrostKay.net.

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1

The Beginning of the End

How did something that big fly?

Allie Sai gaped in shock at the immense silver alien airship. She’d only ever seen them on the tube screen. The longer she stared, the harder her heart pounded. People pushed around her, some chattering excitedly about their trip, others staring wide-eyed at the colossal monstrosity in awe.

Come on, Allie. You can do this. Just move forward.

Nothing. She glared at her stubborn feet. The darn things wouldn’t budge. She sucked in a deep breath and lifted her hand to push her troublesome hair out of her face. She paused, holding her shaking hand out, and scowled at it. God, she hated flying. Just the thought of it gave her hives. It shouldn’t be possible for that much metal to soar through the sky. It was downright unnatural to be thousands of miles above the ground, let alone traveling through the stars at a speed the Human mind couldn’t fathom. Goosebumps erupted on her arms; her stomach clenched at the thought of being trapped in the metal death box. It might be massive, but it was still a steel coffin.

Coffin.

Death.

Blinking, she snuck a glance at the metal airship, hoping it had disappeared.

Nope, it was still there in all its horrendous glory.

Never taking her eyes off the ship, she began to backpedal. Why did she have to go? Her eyes darted to the people flowing past, paying her no attention. If she was smart, she could disappear, and no one would be the wiser. No one would miss a country girl who was afraid of flying.

Time to go.

She spun on her heel, only to smash face-first into a large, hard chest and clumsily crash to the ground.

Swamp apples.

Allie pulled her stinging palms from the ground and stared at the abused skin. Great, she had scraped her much-needed skin off of them. Well some. Just one more bad thing to add to her already horrid day.

Sorry, she grumbled as she plucked a piece of gravel from her smarting palm and tossed it. She watched as it dropped into the grass, disappearing like it was never there.

If only life was that simple.

But life was never simple, and disappearing wasn’t an option. Earth was too regulated. Squeezing her eyes shut, she asked herself the same question she had asked herself a million times since being drafted in: why had she filled out that stupid profile? It was supposed to be a joke and she hadn’t known it would be used for colonization enlistment. It was in a dress magazine, for heaven’s sake. Who’d have thought the government used the profiles of unsuspecting civilians to draft a list of people to help repopulate and colonize new planets?

Not her, that’s for sure.

A loud cough and a massive shadow pulled her from her thoughts. She blinked, lifting her hand to block the sun to see who was lording over her.

What? she growled, trying to see the stranger’s face.

Impertinent little thing, aren’t you?

The deep

Reviews for Amber Vial

[Elsa Marshall-Wilson · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

Interesting but I was disappointed at the end when it ended abruptly. Nothing in the description said it was a series. I don’t like incomplete cliffhangers.