We are so excited for the release of FOLSOM by the dynamic writing duo Fisher & Aster!
The nation as we know it is a thing of the past.
With the male species on the verge of extinction, a society called the End Men is formed to save the world. Folsom Donahue is one of twelve men whose sole purpose is to repopulate the Regions. The endless days spent having sex with strangers leaves Folsom with an emptiness no amount of women, money, or status can fill.
Until Gwen.
Gwen has wanted a child for as long as she can remember, but when she finally gets a chance to have her own, she uncovers a long hidden truth. The injustice she sees moves her to help save the men whom no one else believes need saving.
A forbidden love, grown in a time of despair, ignites a revolution.
Folsom and Gwen, torn between their love for each other and their sense of duty, must make a choice. But some will stop at nothing to destroy them.
Folsom is book one of the End of Men series.
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Excerpt 1:
If you were to ask me what I would remember most about Gwen ten years from now I’d tell you that it’s not her wild looking hair, or her exotic cat eyes, or her perfect breasts and their rosy nipples which balance perfectly in my hands ... it would be her reckless defiance, which she displays any time she’s angry. And though she doesn’t get angry often, when she does there are always casualties.
Excerpt 2:
My mother knocks twice and opens my door, holding a large breakfast tray.
“I’m surprised you haven’t been up for hours,” she says, setting the tray down on the table and then moving to open the drapes. Sunlight streams in and I flinch against it.
“Sophia’s already eaten. Well … she ate a grape, but I think that’s her usual breakfast. You better hurry or she’ll try to hog Folsom.”
I laugh and step out of bed, making my way to the table. I take a sip of tea, scratching the back of my leg with my toenail.
“As long as I get my chance with him, I don’t care who has him first,” I say, waving my mother off. “A dick is a dick.” I didn’t mean that. Folsom has always been my favorite End Man.
Excerpt 3:
It’s the little one who interests me, her hair more tangled than her sister’s, like she didn’t bother with it at all. Her eyes are curious and wild: brown, common and yet uncommon in the way they slant upward at the outside corners. She stands in the foyer, her hands clasped at her waist, but instead of studying my body like most women do, her head is tilted to the side, eyes fixed on my boots. I clear my throat to get her attention and she drags her eyes away from my feet and back to my face. She frowns and shakes her head like she’s just realizing where she is.
“Your boots are beautiful,” she finally says. From somewhere beside me her sister groans and her mother lets out what I take as an embarrassed laugh.
“Thank you,” I say, unable to keep the humor from my voice. “I designed them myself.” I don’t usually tell people that but she seems genuinely interested.
“You design clothes?” she asks, surprised.
“You’re surprised that I’m good at something other than fucking?”
Her mother makes a choking noise, but we both ignore it, our attention solely focused.
“Yes, I’m quite surprised,” she says. “Though I can’t attest personally to the fucking part…”
“Yet,” I say.
“Yet,” she echoes, with a slight nod of her head.
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About the Authors
Tarryn Fisher is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of nine novels. Born a sun hater, she currently makes her home in Seattle, Washington with her children, husband, and psychotic husky. Tarryn writes about villains.
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Willow Aster is the author of True Love Story, In the Fields, Maybe Maby, Fade to Red, and Lilith. Willow loves nothing more than writing the day away—anywhere will do. Her husband and two children graciously put up with her endless daydreaming and make fun of her for reading while cooking.
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