Silver Dagger Book Tours
  • Welcome!
  • Current Tours
    • Book Tours
  • Book a Tour
  • Open Sign Ups
  • Contact
  • About
  • Win a Book Tour!
  • Welcome!
  • Current Tours
    • Book Tours
  • Book a Tour
  • Open Sign Ups
  • Contact
  • About
  • Win a Book Tour!

Honeycomb:  Boljelam  - Book Tour and Giveaway

7/8/2019

26 Comments

 
Picture
Picture

Honeycomb: Boljelam
by Junior Sokolov
Genre: SciFi Action, Adventure

Picture
After a life lived for parties, sex and drugs spiraled into grief, she went to selling herself  and fighting for survival.
Now one Boljelam's angry rebels, she leads a cheapened life on one of the most unjust space station in the universe. Then, she finds an unexpected way out.
An escape from a life of abuse and hardship in the form of a ticket on a ship set for Honeycomb. Taken from a dead woman's purse, it's a one way ticket to a new pristine planet, to heaven.
Will she be able to pull it off and get out alive?
Or will two rabid cops, a zombie AI and a level full of monsters in her way keep her escaping?
And what about that bio-engineered murderer dogging her steps. He wants out as bad as she does!



Add to Goodreads
Amazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo

​

Picture
​The deformed little bastard has been following her for blocks; her mistake had been taking out her boarding pass in plain view of anyone with a set of functioning eyeballs. Why, why the hell had she done that? Because every time she looked at the brightly colored, thin, encoded metal pass she felt excited about what amounted to an adventure, a once-in-a-lifetime chance to live on a
real planet, that’s why. And it had gotten her this wraith on her tail. Damn him.
She walked faster, ducked into an alley, so close to the ship, so close.
“Wait!”
She sprints and hears him pick up his pace. She’s about to scream for help when he catches up to her and pushes into the wall.
“Shut it, just shut it! I don’t want to hurt you. Give me your pass and your backpack, and I’ll leave you alone.”
She can’t help the revulsion she feels; her disgust etches a mask of repugnance on her face. The monster in front of her has gold-yellow eyes with pupils that aren’t entirely round — the scales of his skin give him an almost metallic look and his coloring keeps changing.
“Get away from me, you, you think. You sick—”
Like a soul possessed she rakes his face with her nails.
He hits her then, and keeps hitting, fist flying inflicts one cruel blow after another; deep buried within him a core part of his being screams at him to stop before he does something he’ll regret forever. But lost to the rage of emotions that core part is overwhelmed by the anger, and it can only watch as if from far away, out of body, as his hands wrap around the woman’s neck. When the barbs in his palms inject his poison, he starts to cry because he’s gone too far and can’t go back.
Yelling from the alley’s entrance breaks the moment.
“FREAK, you quit that! Pick on someone your own size!”

***

She places her forehead against the transparent metal wall that shields her from the unforgiving void of space and watches the ships that dock or depart from Boljelam’s tenth-level port.
To her left, the worn Mirabelle, the small Malfa, the powerful Hreif. Ahead of them all, the grandiose, silver-and-gold Raleigh—which ferries the pilgrims of the Sonshine Ministry—looks like a swan surrounded by lesser ducks. Then to the Raleigh’s right there’s the colorful Okuzenzekelayo, wildly alive with the colors ancient kente. Next to her in quiet dignity moors the hulking Phoenix. She
can’t think of a birdlike comparison for her, a whale, maybe; an armor plated sperm whale. When Brea had been well, they’d watched the ships together, speculated about their destinations, plotted fantastical hijackings, setting course to paradisiacal planets. Now Brea is gone, her sister’s absence felt like a rugged hole had been punched in the center of her chest then filled with sorrow. The loss has left her alone to admire the coming and going vessels, to wonder about their destinations. Now, much of the pleasure is gone, she no longer cares or thinks that there might be a better place, not for her, anyway.
A whore is a whore is after all, with a sigh she steps back from the transparent wall. She’s been sorrowful and grief-struck for so long now that she doesn’t feel her eyes tighten or her mouth curl downward in an arch of misery.
At least the last guy had paid well. All in all, she could’ve done worse for herself. The others she had met that day were no winners, but at least now she’s got the rent covered, along with assured party favors for the next few days.
“Dinner!”
From behind the food cart, Josey Patten pours hot, fragrant soup in a large cup. She's become a regular at his noodle cart where the plentiful bowls of soup are delicious—better yet—he doesn't judge her and has always welcomed her as if she matters. He hands her a steaming container of veggies and noodles with a promising aroma. “Extra hot, more broth, but I added some extra chicken for you. You eat that now, all right?”
“Yeah, that's the ticket.” She smiles, it stretches over her face erasing her wary expression, making her look years younger and far more innocent.
"Look at that! When you smile you don’t look old enough to drink, and you're too skinny. You always look so sad, come to our Soul Realization group, hang out, make friends with good people, stop living like this. Anyone can realize their soul, it’ll set you free.” He shakes his head and frowns, the action
creating a map of concern on his pale, craggy face. “This lifestyle is not good for you."
She knows, but as long she isn't hurting anyone but herself, why give a shit?
She beams him her best, unguarded smile, the one that implies that one day, she just might join his realization group, but for now, they both know the answer.
"Some other time, maybe. Not really into organized realizations, you know?" With a shy shrug she walks away. Salvation through realization. Well-meant as it is, the idea of joining a Soul Realization group doesn't do it for her. She’d have to give up rocks toking, fucking and partying, not to mention force-stop her embedded AI and realize her ‘soul’ at least quinto daily. She glances at one of the watches in the wait station. It’s too damn early in the new day; she’ll finish eating, call it quits, and pick up some rocks before heading home. She beelines for one of the outdoor tables beneath the shade of potted trees, but before she can begin to eat, a sharp yell of pain followed by the sound of a struggle spikes her heartbeat, wipes out her appetite.
“Damn, what the hell...” She quickly turns to and fro, looking for the origin of the noise, searching for the threat. The struggle is in one of the smaller side alleys. She should ignore it but instead takes a few steps toward it. Then she keeps walking and hears harsh breathing, thuds of bone on flesh, nothing, one second, two seconds, three...
“HEL—”
A final shout turns into a sound of pure anguish before it’s brutally cut off.
Silence follows.
She can’t help it. ‘You’re born curious,’ her mother used to say, and she’s proving that again.
It’s an all-too-short distance to the source of the scream. In a low-lit alley, a DNA Fail straddles the body of a woman, his hands still around her neck. A tick hood covers most of his face; what she can see is a face wet with tears but contorted with fury. His victim twitches, too feeble to fight now, but her wild eyes find her.
Connection made, she can’t help herself. “FREAK, you quit that! Pick on someone your own size!”
He snaps around; she sees nothing but unforgiving rage in his eyes. The Fail makes a brutal final choice, flexes the muscles in his arms and hands to crush the fragile windpipe then drops his victim to the ground. Now free of one distraction, he sprints toward her with a guttural hiss, so fast she doesn’t have the time to think or blink. So fast her fear takes flight and instincts take over and she throws the scalding soup directly at his face. Oh, she delights in his screams of pain.
“Yeah, that's right! Hurts, doesn't it? Son of a bitch!”
Her pent-up anger and fearsome grief mixed with bitter resentments soar free like wild birds. She attacks the blinded Fail like a mad dervish with a flurry of kicks and blows until one kick lands lucky at the back of his knee, something gives, and with a yelp the Fail hits the ground.
“I got company, you fool! I got friends!” she growls. “They are coming for you!”
It’s a blatant lie, but it feels nice to say it as she keeps up her attack.
The Fail bears under the attack, his face burns, and his eyes feel like they are on fire but he looks around. The moving blurs at the alley’s entrance could be her friends, and that could be trouble. Enough is enough. He scrambles to his feet—damn her if his knee doesn’t feel like it’s cased in cement—shoves her back on her ass then hobbles away into the alley.
“Take this with you!” she yells, still gasping for breath as she picks up from the cluttered waste on the ground a broken, discarded metal nut; it fits her hand like it was custom-made for this moment and she hurls it at his head with admirable aim. The thick sound of metal hitting bone brings a smile of victory and satisfaction to her lips. It’s a perfect throw that face-plants the Fail into the ground, but not for long. Spitting curses, he forces himself to his feet and vanishes in the labyrinthine maze of the alleys of Boljelam,
“Yeah, that’s right...go cry home to Mother. Bitch! Oh wait, you can't! Your momma was a test-tube cocktail! Creep!”
Giddy with victory, a wide toothy grin plastered on her face, she catches her breath, her body buzzing with the adrenaline blast that makes her blood feel electric. When had been the last time she’d felt this good? Damn if she can remember.
“That's right!” she snaps then turns to the still body on the ground. “Hey, you okay? Bad trick, huh?”
There’s no response. It doesn’t look like the woman is breathing, either. She puts the tip of her shoe against the body’s shoulder, then with a strong pushes rolls it over.

​

Picture
Picture
Reclusive writer from the Pacific Northwest. Hates peanut butter loves Mojitos (sin alcohol, por favor). Sometimes found around 60 feet (ca. 18 m) underwater in the Puget Sound or at about the same depth in the blue and clear waters of Cozumel hovering over a coral reef and hoping to see a shark or a large majestic green turtle.
"I love thinking of the intersection of new science and horror, the future haunted houses could be space stations or our own scientifically enhanced and hacked bodies,"


Website * Facebook * Twitter * Twitter * Bookbub * Amazon * Amazon * Goodreads

​
Picture
• Where are you from?
The great northwest, specifically the Oregon part of the Great Northwest. Portland which sadly, is no longer weird. But still has lots of good restaurants and Powell’s Bookstore.

• As a child, what did you want to do when you grew up?
It changed from month to month. Vet, austronaut, cowboy, doctor

• What do you do to unwind and relax?
Read, work out

• What is your favorite food?
I’m not picky, but I hate meatloaf.

• Tell us your latest news.
I just completed my first solo novella in the Honeycomb series. Honeycomb: Boljelam

• What inspired you to pen your first novel?
Wren Cavanagh, good friend, knows me well.

• Who or what has influenced your writing, and in what way?
William Gibson and working in the technology environment

• What genre are you most comfortable writing?
Sci-fi Horror

• How did you come up with the title for your book(s)?
It was supposed to be Honeycomb: Dock Lizards, a reference to lot lizards, the sex workers in the trucking industry. As the story grew so did my appreciation for the characters and the term Dock/Lot lizard started to feel disrespectful. Also Boljelam, the huge space station where the action takes places grew in presence as I kept writing.

• Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?
Everyone should be treated humanely and with respect. Unless they are the bad guy. Then you shot them into space.

• What are your current projects?
The sci/fi-horror scify/horror-colonization full length novel in the Honeycomb series. Quint, the chief lawman for the town of Revaltion will have to deal with native monster, an incoming religious faction crash landing nearby and human turned monsters. It’ll be great!

• What is the hardest part of writing?
Making the event timelines work, and doing your best to entertain the reader.

• What was one of the most surprising things you learned in writing your books?
Recognizing that some of my characters defects, were in fact my own. It helped me address those flaws in myself.

• Is there anything additional you would like to share with your readers?
Be excellent to each other.

• What are you reading now?
Radium Girls, Endurance and of course I just finished Midnight in Chernobyl

• What scares you?
Serious illness, poverty the loss of loved ones. The current condition of the planet. Letting people down.

• Beyond your own work (of course), what is your all-time favorite horror book and why? And what is your favorite book outside of the horror genre?
Ghost Story by Peter Straub is one of my favorites. The Stand of course. House of Leaves is not quite horror but I enjoyed thoroughly. There are just so many.


Picture
Follow the tour HERE for exclusive excerpts, guest posts and a giveaway!

​
July 8
kickoff at Silver Dagger Book Tours
Twisted Book Ramblings

July 9
The Sexy Nerd 'Revue'
Scrupulous Dreams

July 10
nanasbookreviews
Speculative Fiction Spot

July 11
Readeropolis – GUEST POST
Reign of Fantasy

July 12
Maiden of the Pages– GUEST POST
Books, Authors, Blogs

July 13
The Magic Of Wor(l)ds – GUEST POST
3 Partners in Shopping, Nana, Mommy, &, Sissy, Too!

July 14
Book-Lover

July 15
Java John Z's
Literary Gold

July 16
2 chicks and a book
Educated Book Freak

July 17
Triquetra Reviews
The Bookshelf Fairy

July 18
The Book Dragon
Teatime and Books

July 19
Valerie Ullmer | Romance Author
Tome Tender

July 20
Word Processor, Romance, Cats, Kids and Creed

July 21
T's Stuff

July 22
Always Love Me Some Books Blog – GUEST POST
Reviews and Promos by Nyx– GUEST POST

July 23
Yearwood La Novela
Stormy Nights Reviewing & Bloggin'

July 24
Sylv.net
Sapphyria's Book Reviews

July 25
raeblake.com
Paranormal Palace of Pleasures

July 26
Viviana MacKade – GUEST POST
Paranormal Romance Trance

July 27
4covert2overt ☼ A Place In The Spotlight ☼

July 28
Midnight Book Reader

July 29
Luv Saving Money
Inside the Insanity – GUEST POST

July 30
❧Defining Ways❧
Girl with Pen

July 31
ⒾⓃⓉⓇⓄⓈⓅⒺⒸⓉⒾⓋⒺ ⓅⓇⒺⓈⓈ– GUEST POST
eBook Addicts

Aug 1
SnoopyDoo's Book Reviews
Drako's Den

Aug 2
Dragon's Den
Craving Lovely Books

Aug 3
books are love

Aug 4
Books all things paranormal and romance

Aug 5
Breanna Hayse Romance
Book Corner News and Reviews

Aug 6
Stacking My Book Shelves!
Bedazzled By Books

Aug 7
The Dragon's Lair – REVIEW
Better Read Than Undead

Aug 8
Lisa Book Blog
A Pinch of Bookdust


a Rafflecopter giveaway
Picture
26 Comments
Rita Wray
7/8/2019 11:38:04 am

I liked the excerpt.

Reply
Calvin
7/8/2019 12:07:55 pm

This sci fi is quite interesting!

Reply
Mood Reader
7/8/2019 12:47:24 pm

Looks good!

Reply
heather
7/8/2019 02:22:34 pm

This sounds like a fun read for the summer and I love the cover too.

Reply
wendy hutton
7/8/2019 03:05:26 pm

very unique cover

Reply
Debbie P
7/8/2019 03:51:48 pm

This book sounds like a really great read.

Reply
Victoria Scott
7/8/2019 05:27:00 pm

Love the cover!

Reply
Dale Wilken
7/9/2019 12:20:12 am

Sounds really great I like the cover.

Reply
Bea LaRocca
7/10/2019 03:10:59 pm

Great cover and excerpt. This sounds like an exciting read.

Reply
Terri Quick
7/11/2019 09:06:55 pm

Great cover

Reply
Kelly Nicholson
7/12/2019 03:09:25 pm

What do you think of the book or the cover?

looks like a space station

Reply
SHERRY
7/12/2019 05:44:38 pm

The book sounds very interesting.

Reply
Jo Ricker
7/13/2019 02:33:10 pm

Looks like an enthralling read.

Reply
lydia goodman
7/14/2019 09:20:07 pm

Cover looks great

Reply
Emmaline
7/16/2019 08:46:24 am

First I thought the banner featured a Transformer, then I realised that it resembles a lego sword, but neither are correct! Interesting title/MC name! Also, Zombie AI's? No thank you. We already have Zuck for that LOL.

Reply
Beyond Comps
7/17/2019 04:31:24 am

Amazing cover!

Reply
Corey Hutton
7/31/2019 09:05:02 pm

Good luck with the book and Thanks for the giveaway.

Reply
Daniel M
8/1/2019 07:14:45 pm

like the cover

Reply
Tracie Cooper
8/1/2019 07:46:12 pm

What an interesting and eye catching cover!

Reply
Teresa D Kunberger
8/4/2019 07:29:46 pm

Very interesting!!!

Reply
Maria
8/5/2019 08:46:48 am

WOW this looks amazing, love the cover and the title.

Reply
Dave Gibb
8/5/2019 08:53:10 pm

The cover looks great

Reply
Leah
8/6/2019 10:29:43 pm

Interesting cover :)

Reply
B.J. Bernal
8/7/2019 01:48:17 pm

This sounds like an interesting read!

Reply
Cassandra D
8/8/2019 02:42:08 pm

Looks like a great book.

Reply
Jerry Marquardt
8/8/2019 11:08:04 pm

I would like to give thanks for all your really great writings, including Honeycomb: Boljelam, and wishing the best in keeping up the good work in the future.

Reply



Leave a Reply.

    Picture
    Picture
    Picture
    Picture
    Win a FREE tour here!
    Picture
    Picture
    Picture
    Picture
    Picture
    Picture

    Sign up for tour updates!

    New tours. All genres. All ages. All the time.

    Thank you!

    You have successfully joined our subscriber list.

    RSS Feed

    Picture

    Categories

    All
    Action
    Activity Book
    Adventure
    African American
    Alt History
    Anthology
    Apocalyptic
    Audiobook
    Australian
    Bdsm
    Billionaire Romance
    Biography
    Chick Lit
    Childrens
    Christian
    Coloring Book
    Comedy
    Coming Of Age
    Contemporary Fiction
    Contemporaryromance
    Contemporary Romance
    Cookbook
    Cozymystery
    Cozy Mystery
    Crime
    Cyberpunk
    Dark
    Dark Romance
    Drama
    Dystopian
    Educational
    Epic Fantasy
    Eroticromance
    Erotic Romance
    Fairytale
    Fantasy
    Fantasy Romance
    Financial
    Giveaway-hop
    Gothic
    Graphic-novel
    Health And Wellness
    Historical
    Historicalromance
    Historical Romance
    Holiday
    Horror
    Humorous
    Inspirational
    Legal Thriller
    Lgbtq
    Literaryfiction
    Mafiaromance
    Mafia Romance
    Magicrealism
    Magic Realism
    Mcromance
    Mc Romance
    Memoir
    Menage
    Middlegrade
    Middle Grade
    Military
    Mystery
    Mythology
    Native American
    Newadult
    New Adult
    Nonfiction
    Paranormal
    Paranormalromance
    Paranormal Romance
    Parenting
    Pets
    Poetry
    Politics
    Postapocalyptic
    Pulp-fiction
    Reverseharemromance
    Reverse Harem Romance
    Rockstarromance
    Rockstar-romance
    Romance
    Romantasy
    Romanticcomedy
    Romantic Comedy
    Romanticsuspense
    Romantic Suspense
    Satirical
    Sciencefiction
    Science Fiction
    Scifi
    Scifiromance
    Scifi Romance
    Selfhelp
    Shortstories
    Short Stories
    Special Needs
    Special-Needs
    Speculativefiction
    Speculative Fiction
    Sportsromance
    Steampunk
    Supernatural
    Suspense
    Sweetromance
    Thriller
    Timetravel
    Time Travel
    Travel
    Urban
    Urbanfantasy
    Urban Fantasy
    Western
    Womensfiction
    Womens Fiction
    Youngadult
    Young-adult
    Youngadultya
    Young Adult Ya

    Picture

    Archives

    February 2025
    January 2025
    December 2024
    November 2024
    October 2024
    September 2024
    August 2024
    July 2024
    June 2024
    May 2024
    April 2024
    March 2024
    February 2024
    January 2024
    December 2023
    November 2023
    October 2023
    September 2023
    August 2023
    July 2023
    June 2023
    May 2023
    April 2023
    March 2023
    February 2023
    January 2023
    December 2022
    November 2022
    October 2022
    September 2022
    August 2022
    July 2022
    June 2022
    May 2022
    April 2022
    March 2022
    February 2022
    January 2022
    December 2021
    November 2021
    October 2021
    September 2021
    August 2021
    July 2021
    June 2021
    May 2021
    April 2021
    March 2021
    February 2021
    January 2021
    December 2020
    November 2020
    October 2020
    September 2020
    August 2020
    July 2020
    June 2020
    May 2020
    April 2020
    March 2020
    February 2020
    January 2020
    December 2019
    November 2019
    October 2019
    September 2019
    August 2019
    July 2019
    June 2019
    May 2019
    April 2019
    March 2019
    February 2019
    January 2019
    December 2018
    November 2018
    October 2018
    September 2018
    August 2018
    July 2018
    June 2018
    May 2018
    April 2018
    March 2018
    February 2018
    January 2018
    December 2017
    November 2017
    October 2017
    September 2017
    August 2017
    July 2017
    June 2017
    May 2017
    April 2017
    March 2017
    February 2017
    January 2017
    December 2016
    November 2016
    October 2016
    September 2016