After The End Teaser

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Book Synopsis:

After the End (After the End #1)

by Amy Plum (Goodreads Author)

 

She’s searching for answers to her past. They’re hunting her to save their future.

World War III has left the world ravaged by nuclear radiation. A lucky few escaped to the Alaskan wilderness. They’ve survived for the last thirty years by living off the land, being one with nature, and hiding from whoever else might still be out there.

At least, this is what Juneau has been told her entire life.

When Juneau returns from a hunting trip to discover that everyone in her clan has vanished, she sets off to find them. Leaving the boundaries of their land for the very first time, she learns something horrifying: There never was a war. Cities were never destroyed. The world is intact. Everything was a lie.

Now Juneau is adrift in a modern-day world she never knew existed. But while she’s trying to find a way to rescue her friends and family, someone else is looking for her. Someone who knows the extraordinary truth about the secrets of her past.

Quote one:

Beckett and Neruda begin to growl, the fur on their backs bristling.  I unclip them, and they race for our yurt.  They disappear through the flaps and are back out a second later, puffing and barking frantically  As they begin sniffing around the empty camp, I plunge through our entrance to see my father’s desk knocked upside down and his books and papers scattered over the floor.

He’s gone.  My heart stops, and then as I look down at the ground it slams hard against my ribs, forcing a cry from my throat.  In the soft dirt floor, in my father’s careful block lettering, is written: JUNEAU, RUN!

Quote two:

Then my gaze lowers and the world slams to a stop.  I manage to keep my knees locked for a moment but then crumple to the ground.  I can’t breathe.  I can’t think.  I can’t do anything but kneel in the now and look at the impossible.

Beneath me lies a city.  It is not in ruins.  It isn’t decimated by war and poisoned by radiation.  It is a thriving city with massive glass buildings glistening in the late-afternoon sun.  People–not dangerous brigands, but normal-looking people–are walking down its streets.  Cars that look brand-new–more rounded than the ones in the EB–are driving down the roads and are parked along their sides.  This is not a postapocalyptic wasteland.  Where am I?  What is going on?

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