The New World Book Tour & Giveaway

A Step Backward The New World Series Book 1 by Andy Skrzynski Genre: SciFi Action Adventure

“The New World” book series, by Andy Skrzynski, is a creative, science-fiction adventure depicting the life-and-death struggles on Earth after an apocalyptic period between 2019 and 2025. If you enjoy a thrilling tale full of suspense, action, a touch of romance, and a crazy twist here and there, “The New World: A Step Backward” and the sequel, “The New World: Blue Moon Generation,” will help you escape your current world worries. The action’s so real and descriptive you’ll feel as if you’re alongside Thoruk, his loyal friends, and the younger generation as they fight the warriors and vicious creatures stalking the villagers of Ukkiville in the nearby forests, lakes, and mountains before the turn of the next century. Read more to get a taste of what’s to come in, “The New World: A Step Backward.” In 2075, following the World Annihilation Period and Earth’s 50-year transformation, the detested Skalag clan periodically pillages Ukkiville to murder and enslave its inhabitants. Dangers intensify as vicious, mutant beasts lurk in the shadows, preying on villagers. At the heart of this evil, the twisted scientist, Zolokt, creates killer combinations of animals, plants, and insects to inflict his acts of revenge. Infuriated by the savage attacks, a young leader, Thoruk, and his two lifelong friends pledge their lives to protect Ukkiville. The determined ruler aims to forever put an end to Zolokt and his followers, for only then will true freedom reign in The New World. Goodreads * Amazon

Blue Moon Generation The New World Series Book 2

Many peaceful years have passed since the devastating battle of 2075. The new generation, conceived under a mystical blue moon, is about to awaken to the vicious attacks unveiled through their parents’ tales. Once, living only in youngsters’ nightmares, ferocious mutant beasts now stir in the shadows of Ukkiville — even during the light of day. Blood-thirsty predators with glowing eyes, gnashing teeth, and razor-sharp claws prey on unsuspecting victims. Caru, the brave but brash young daughter of Ukkiville’s ruler, fears nothing. Trained by the best and possessing powers of the mind greater than her father’s, she leads her two lifelong friends into the teeth of intensifying perils. Meanwhile, in enemy caverns on the other side of the mountains, descendants of the evil Zolokt prepare as well, cloning savage creatures from DNA combinations of animals, insects, and plants. Only time will tell how many of the deadly muclones get released. Goodreads * Amazon

Crimson Winter The New World Series Book 3

On the verge of winter in 2105, a vicious attack soaks a pasture with blood and crushes Ukkiville’s serenity. Ominous premonitions haunt Hoot while similar dangers surge across Old North America. Tormented by nightmares, the courageous young warrior recruits her friends to join her and hunt the demon of her dreams. Before long, they encounter a beast far more ferocious than any discovered before. Suspicions fall squarely on the village’s nemesis, as Hoot and the leaders of Ukkiville fear Zo and his Skalags have advanced their DNA process to create monsters nobody can control. With little choice but to ready themselves to thwart increasing slaughters, Hoot, her brother, Skeeter, and a precocious android named Andralec hone their skills and special powers. Until the inhabitants of Ukkiville and the surrounding territory halt this growing threat, survival remains all but uncertain. **FREE on June 18^th & 19^th!!**Goodreads * Amazon

While writing The New World trilogy proved to be one of the most exciting challenges of my life, if anyone had told me six years ago I’d be writing science fiction action-adventure novels, I would have declared them bonkers! For most of my life, I had been an engineering and programming nerd whose main reading materials included technical scientific articles and books with little time to read novels of any sort of fiction. The few dreams I experienced during my lengthy career as a Sr. Software Development Manager at IBM mostly focused on conjuring solutions to tough technical issues at work. Never did sleep delve into imagining some fictional adventure. But that all changed after I retired from IBM in March of 2007 at age 53 with 30 rewarding years of service. The extra time on my hands provided plenty of hours to devote to more creative endeavors. My initial attempt at writing capitalized on my 30 years of investing in all sorts of financial assets. I wanted to share my knowledge with our children to aid their financial planning. After completing more than 400 pages of the manuscript, I joined a writers’ group. The members liked the technical content but advised me to liven it up to make in more attractive for my younger target audience of high school and collage graduates getting a start on life. I came up with an fictional world and a couple of quirky characters to weave into my investing lessons. The members loved the improvements, but an unexpected problem bared itself: my brain refused to churn out nightly ideas about investments. Instead, my dreams gushed with captivating characters and an intriguing new world with plenty of vicious beasts lurking in the shadows of my mind. I had no choice but to follow the fate which unfolded night after night, providing oodles of exciting material to more than fulfill any writing desires. I provided my financial manuscript to my daughters, and from that exhilarating change of direction in 2014, I’ve been creating a fascinating new world at the turn of the next century! I began writing my first novel, The New World: A Step Backward in June of 2014 and published it on June 28, 2015. A little over a year later, on October 1, 2016, I published Book 2 of the series, The New World: Blue Moon Generation. After a bit of a delay due to the challenges of a serious family illness, I completed the final novel of the Trilogy, The New World: Crimson Winter and published it on November 6, 2018. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

EXCERPT From Book 1, A Step Backward:
Thoruk sprinted to Mercivil’s side to untie the worn, chalky-white boat, tethered to the dock.
He looked back at his friends. “Come on, let’s see if we can help — he may be
drowning!”
Mercivil glanced at her pet. “Fluf — stay!”
Hopping in first, Thoruk seized the oars. “Be careful getting in.” The small vessel wobbled as
water from its bottom soaked his moccasins. “Here we go.” He rowed toward the
victim who was floating face down.
Stormulka blocked the sun with his palm for a better view.
“What on earth happened? Whoever it is has long hair — can’t tell if it’s a man or woman yet.”
As they approached, Thoruk stopped rowing to observe.
What could have done this? Not a bear or cat — they wouldn’t strip the skin like that. There would be
missing chunks of flesh.
He placed his hand over Mercivil’s eyes. “I’m not sure you want to see this.”
Pushing his arm away, she opened her eyes. “I’ve got to.”
After peeking, she sucked in a terrified breath. “Shivers! This is a demon’s work!”
Stormulka’s mouth gaped wide. “From what’s left, it appears to be a woman. There’s no way
she’s alive. Something has been chewing on the corpse. There’s bloody water everywhere!”
Thoruk maneuvered nearer the lifeless body. “I’ve never seen anything like this. It looks like a
thousand razor-sharp bite marks.” Almost all the skin had been eaten off, and the wounds still
appeared fresh, less than a couple of hours old at most. “What could have done this?”
He scanned the shoreline and pointed to a particular area.
“See the big skid mark by that hyacinth cluster on the shore? That’s probably where she fell. Let’s check it
out.” He tossed a rope to Stormulka and gestured toward the victim. “Here, tie this around her arm.”
Thoruk paddled closer. Is there something in this lake we haven’t seen before? Rumors of a
five-foot-long sturgeon were discounted several years ago. Is one actually lurking in these
waters after all? It would be huge by now!
Pictures of prehistoric-looking sturgeons from a tattered encyclopedia in the village’s library
flashed across his mind. A faint motion caught the corner of his eye. “Did you see that swirl
— by the hyacinth?”
“Yea, I saw it too.” Stormulka brushed his shimmery, black hair from his face and squinted.
“There, it’s moving again.”
The nearer they got to the buoyant mass of purple flowers, the greater the underwater
commotion. Thoruk extended the paddle to the edge of the pads floating on the surface. “What
is that? Be careful! Don’t stick your hands over the edge of the boat until we know what this
is!”
As soon as the oar touched one of the plants, three jaws erupted from the lake, attacking the
wooden paddle. The sudden pounce startled Thoruk, causing him to fall backward. Vicious
jaws with hundreds of tiny, sharp teeth gnashed at the oar. Each plum-sized chomper extruded

from a pod at the top of a stem in the larger hyacinth cluster.
Getting antsy, Fluf crawled along the shoreline toward the commotion. One of her paws got
too close, and a merciless chomper sprung from the lake and nipped her foot. She yelped,
clutched the assailant with her huge, ivory teeth, crushed it and tossed the crumpled mass
aside. She roared as blood stained her paw.
Mercivil pivoted. “Fluf, get back! Stay!”
The injured bear limped away to lie in the grass.
A strong breeze blew the rickety craft closer. As it neared the edge of the vegetation, another
botanical jaw leapt from a pod and clenched the edge of the boat, fiercely chewing and
grooving the oak with each bite.
Thoruk tried to tear it off, but another brutal muncher bit his finger. Unsheathing his knife, he
sliced off the stem, pried the mandible from his finger, and chucked it in the lake. A
small chunk of his flesh went with it. Blood streamed down his pinkie. He yanked his shirt off
and wrapped it around his hand, exposing his lightly-tanned and muscular back.
The wind swung the vessel into the floating monster as hundreds of ferocious mouths
emerged to gnaw at the bottom of the craft. Gripping the other paddle, Mercivil whacked and
smashed the savage, snapping creatures as fast as possible with all the power she possessed.
The harder she swung the makeshift weapon, the more she bit her lip, until blood dripped
down her chin. The wicked, purple-flowered beast thrashed about feverishly, churning and
splashing the lake around them. Terror shrouded Mercivil’s face as she screamed. “Get us out
of here! Now!”
Thoruk glanced at her feet. Dozens of miniature, white teeth ripped at a splintered hole in the
bottom of the boat. Where it had slowly leaked earlier, now the water gushed.
“Storm, plug that hole with your shirt. Mercy, give me that oar.” He took both paddles and
rowed with all his might to get away from the bloodthirsty carnivores.
The contorted specter of a plant with flesh-gashing teeth confused him with a quirky mix of
wonderment and horror. His heart pounded as if ready to explode.
As they cleared the tumultuous waves, Thoruk noticed the corpse drifting behind them and
spotted a handful of jaws still clamped onto the shredded flesh hanging from the victim.

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