Wednesday, May 27, 2015

HOTEL RUBY...



You're invited to the HOTEL RUBY, coming this fall. Here's the description:



From the New York Times bestselling author of The Program comes a brand-new haunting, romantic, and suspenseful story about one girl's search for healing in a grand and mysterious hotel full of secrets.


"Stay tonight. Stay forever."

When Audrey Casella arrives for an unplanned stay at the grand Hotel Ruby, she's grateful for the detour. Just months after their mother's death, Audrey and her brother, Daniel, are on their way to live with their grandmother, dumped on the doorstep of a DNA-matched stranger because their father is drowning in his grief.

Audrey and her family only plan to stay the night, but life in the Ruby can be intoxicating, extending their stay as it provides endless distractions--including handsome guest Elias Lange, who sends Audrey's pulse racing. However, the hotel proves to be as strange as it is beautiful. Nightly fancy affairs in the ballroom are invitation only, and Audrey seems to be the one guest who doesn't have an invite. Instead, she joins the hotel staff on the rooftop, catching whispers about the hotel's dark past.

The more Audrey learns about the new people she's met, the more her curiosity grows. She's torn in different directions--the pull of her past with its overwhelming loss, the promise of a future that holds little joy, and an in-between in a place that is so much more than it seems...

Welcome to the Ruby.




 And here's an excerpt from HOTEL RUBY!!


My room is dark when I open my eyes, drawn awake by the low hum of music. I blink until my vision adjusts; the soft glow outside my window tells me it’s not quite dawn. I’ve been asleep for only a few hours. Light seeps from under my door, and I wait a beat for the music to stop. It doesn’t.

Slowly I get out of bed and feel my way toward the door. From the other side I can hear music, faint, but too close to be from the party. I listen, knowing immediately that I’ve heard the song before. I just can’t place it.

I glance back into my dark room and debate returning to bed. Ultimately, the sound is too intriguing. The hinge creaks as I pull open the door, and I poke my head out to see if there’s anyone in the hallway. At first my eyelids flutter at the sud­den brightness, but I quickly see that I’m all alone. The music seems to be coming from the end of the hall.

What is that song?

I open the security latch so I won’t get locked out, and then step barefoot into the hallway. I ease my door shut, taking another curious look around. The chords strum, like a guitar, slowly, too slow to make out the melody. When I leave the safety of the vicinity around my door, my heart starts to pound. My throat grows dry. 

I study each door I pass, trying to find the source of the music. I’m not sure what time it is, but I know it’s insanely late for people to be awake. Late for them to be listening to a song on a loop. What song? 

The temperature in the hallway starts to drop, colder the closer I get to the last door. I wrap my arms around myself, rubbing my shoulders when I start to shiver. I wish my brother and father were on this floor. I hate being alone. I’m almost to the last room—room 1336—when the music starts to fade, like someone is slowly turning down the dial. 

I stop, the sense of being watched freezing me in place. I swallow hard, past the dryness in my throat, and peek behind me. Terrified that I’ll find someone (something) standing there. 

But the music is gone. Now I’m standing barefoot in the hallway of the Hotel Ruby with uneven breaths and chilled skin. I look once more at the door and then turn to walk quickly back to my room. I slip inside and shut the door, my palm flat against it as I process my fear. For good measure I throw the locks and then move a chair in front of the door. 

I stare at the handle and step backward toward my bed, sure I’ll see it turn at any moment. But as the time ticks by, as the sun starts to rise, my panic diminishes. I’m high strung, I tell myself. And maybe just a little drunk

Eventually, I slide under the covers of my bed, exhausted and achy. Soon I’ll be asleep, and my real fears will find me, just as they normally do, to remind me of how I ruined my life.


HOTEL RUBY will be out November 3rd, 2015 from SimonPulse. You can preorder your copy at any of these fine retailers :)

B&N
Amazon
IndieBound