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Wednesday, August 28, 2019

🌟BOOK BLITZ:🌟 Wonderland Academy: Book One by Melanie Karsak {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}




Wonderland Academy: Book One by Melanie Karsak

Release Date: August 27th 2019 by Clockpunk Press
Genres: Fairy Tales, Fantasy, Retelling, Young Adult

Welcome to Wonderland Academy. Don't lose your head.

Getting into Wonderland Academy is easy, if you meet the admission criteria.

You must be a little mad.
You must follow the white rabbit.
You must find the key to enter Wonderland.

If you can nail all three, you're in. The only exception? Wonderland Academy never accepts students named Alice. By order of the Queen of Hearts, any Alice found sneaking into Wonderland will be behead.

Which begs a question. Why in the hell am I here?

My name may be Alice, but Wonderland Academy is everything my real life isn't. My boyfriend recently died. I just did a stint in a psych ward on suicide watch. And everyone thinks I'm "crazy" because I see people who aren't there. Ridiculous, right? That's why I'm willing to risk my neck to be here as "Lacey" Crane.

But who wouldn't want to learn how to ride a jabberwocky, train with a vorpal sword, cast spells using a teacup, or shapeshift into a fairy? As long as no one figures out my real name, I should be fine.

The only problem? Aiden, the Queen of Hearts son, is quickly becoming my best friend. And then there's Corbin. Despite the fact my heart is still broken, every time I see him something inside me flutters to life. How I'm going to pass my classes, and protect my secret like my life depends on it is beyond me. But I better find a way. Because in Wonderland, no Alice is safe.

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Wonderland Academy re-imagines the fantastical world of Lewis Carroll's Alice in Wonderland for a fresh, new adventure. Combining whimsy,magic, and a splash of steampunk, New York Times best-selling author Melanie Karsak invites you into this beautifully re-envisioned fairy tale adventure.
 




{EXCERPT}

As I looked around my room, memories flooded my mind. Today was not a good day to think about it. Today was a day to pretend the world didn’t exist. Not finding my copy of A Discovery of Witches, I grabbed my tattered but much-loved copy of Outlander. Getting lost in Scotland for a while sounded like a good idea.

I headed back downstairs to the kitchen.

“Lacey?” Nan called me.

“I’m coming, Nan.”

“Better hurry up. You’re getting late.”

I grabbed a soda from the fridge and prepared a glass of ice. I really needed a coffee, but I’d come back. Nan was probably thirsty. I headed back to Nan’s room.

“Here you go,” I told her, setting the cup on the TV table. I popped the tab and poured her drink. “So, did John get a dollar?”

“No. Thirty lousy cents. Your ticket,” Nan said, tapping the envelope for Wonderland Academy.

I shook my head. “Okay, Nan.”

Nan frowned at me. “Open it.”

“Sure. In a minute. I forgot my book in the kitchen. I was going to put on a pot of coff—”

“No. You’re getting late. And grab that,” she told me, pointing to a suitcase sitting beside the loveseat.

I sighed. God knows what she had packed up now. Once, we’d found her with a bag full of her old, formal gowns. “What’s in it?”

“Take it.”

“You packed a suitcase? Nan—”

“Pick it up, Lacey,” she said sternly, her voice tempered with annoyance.

I turned and grabbed the suitcase then set it at my feet.

“Now open this,” she said, handing the envelope to me for Wonderland Academy.

Swallowing my annoyance—Nan didn’t know I’d been in the hospital and was really in no state to be bossed around—I took the envelope from her. I jabbed my finger inside and opened the letter.

Light blasted from the envelope. On the other side of the house, the old grandfather clock, which hadn’t worked for years, started bonging. The sound was so loud, I winced. The walls around me began to bend strangely, the shapes on the TV and the furniture warping. The laughter coming from the television sounded weird and dark, the laughing voices stretching out long. My head was spinning, and there was a strange, sweet smell in the air. It smelled like…orange marmalade. Christ, was I having a stroke? My stomach turned. I felt like I was going to throw up.

I looked down to steady myself. When I did, I spotted a large black dot spreading across the floorboards underneath my feet.

The clock bonged.

My ears started ringing.

“What the hell?” I whispered.

I looked at Nan, who was grinning wildly at me.

She waved. “Don’t tell them your name. And don’t lose your head.”

And then the spot on the floor opened and sucked me down.

I tumbled into the darkness.



AUTHOR BIO:


New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Melanie Karsak is the author of The Airship Racing Chronicles, The Harvesting Series, The Celtic Blood Series, Steampunk Red Riding Hood, and Steampunk Fairy Tales. The author currently lives in Florida with her husband and two children. She is an Instructor of English at Southern New Hampshire University.

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