If you are a regular reader or follow me on Twitter, it will come as no surprise to you that I am a huge fan of author Sarah Hilary. You can probably therefore gather how excited I am today to be hosting today’s slot on her blog tour!
Sarah’s second novel, No Other Darkness, is now out in paperback. To celebrate she’s visiting a different blog each day with some goodies to share with you.
I’m absolutely delighted to be able to share a couple of extracts from No Other Darkness with you today, as well as give away THREE copies of this fantastic book (keep reading for details).
When I read Sarah’s first novel Someone Else’s Skin last year (my review is here) I was completely blown away. It’s fair to say that from the moment I closed the back cover I was desperate to get my hands on her second book, No Other Darkness (my review is here). It absolutely didn’t disappoint, a thrilling read and an emotional rollercoaster.
If you fancy reading my reviews, you find them by clicking on the book covers above. Without further ado, let’s enjoy two extracts from No Other Darkness.
Archie wishes there was a window down here.
But all he’d see would be earth, packed and black.
Even if the window was in the roof, like the one in Saul Weller’s house –
All he’d see would be earth.
They’re buried, underground.
The thought makes Archie sick, makes his wrists skip like he’s run a race. A sour taste leaks into his mouth, like puke coming up. He doesn’t want to think about it. He screws his eyes shut and thinks of the blackbird, its yellow beak and blinking eye, watching through the branches of the tree at the top of the house where the light comes in and puts stripes across the foot of his bed, and Fred’s.
Fred murmurs in his sleep, ‘Mummy. Mummy…’
He has to keep quiet. They both have to keep quiet. That’s the first rule, and the most important one. They promised to keep quiet.
Archie curls his hands and fits a fist into his mouth to stop him from hushing Fred, from saying, ‘It’s all right. She’s coming, it’s all okay,’ because it’s wrong.
It’s wrong to tell lies, especially to your little brother.
Marnie’s eyes burned, looking at the jigsaw. How cruel would you have to be to put a picture of grass and sky down here where there was only grey cement and creeping damp?
She listened for sounds from the garden overhead, but it was quiet. The cement was thick, with three feet of soil above it, stopping sound from getting in, or out.
The river ran not far from the foot of the garden; she could smell it. Had it flooded down here then drained away? Was she looking at death by drowning? She didn’t think so.
Not poison, either. The bodies were too…
She struggled for the right word – peaceful? Relaxed? Neither word was right, but poison would have looked different. The bodies on the bed were curled together. Sleeping, except that they weren’t. A watch hung off one little, brittle wrist. It had long ago stopped ticking.
If those two extracts have whetted your appetite, then be sure to enter the giveaway below. I’ve kindly been supplied with three copies of No Other Darkness to give away to readers of Strupag.
To enter simply use the rafflecopter entry form below. There are no mandatory entries, you can do as many or as few as you like.
Please note this giveaway is open to the UK only and closes on Saturday 22nd August 2015.
Be sure to check out the other stops on the blog tour – I know there are going to be some fantastic treats!
P.S. It seems that Someone Else’s Skin is currently just 99p on the Kindle at the moment. If you haven’t read it yet this is the perfect chance to snap it up before moving on to No Other Darkness.