Welcome to the next stop on the Traveler Blog Tour! I’m so excited to apart of the blog tour again for the next installment in this hilarious sci-fi series.
First, let’s talk about this amazing cover. Every cover in this series is amazing, but I am absolutely loving the purple for this cover!
Sally’s search for Earth isn’t off to a good start: chased out of her hotel room and into the broom closet of a spaceship, she’s accidentally become a stowaway on the Alliance Flagship, Traveler.
But when sabotage and murder show the crew’s true colors, Zander and Blayde are forced to stay and help them out of their mess. Lies, drama, and deceit lead them light years away to a mysterious planet on the edge of the galaxy, where the crew must band together just to stay alive. Which would be much easier if they didn’t have to deal with a diva first-mate, a droid with a religious obsession, and Blayde’s Ex whose brain is a spaceship.
Finding Earth has to be put on the back burner, as Sally’s stuck tending alien boo-boos – and she still has no idea what she’s doing. And she might live long enough to get off the planet in one piece.
That synopsis makes me so excited to read this book and dive back into this amazing world S.E. Anderson has created!
For my stop on the blog tour, I was graciously allowed to share an excerpt of chapter two from Traveler. I’m so honored to be able to share some of the hilarious and snappy conversations that happen in these books.
Excerpt of Chapter Two
I followed Zander into the hallway, taking it all in. The corridor, stark white and laced with utilitarian chrome, stretched in both directions. It was what I’d always imagined one of these would look like.
First jump and bam—spaceship. For me, jackpot. Not home yet, but I didn’t want to jump anytime soon and I wanted to explore in the meantime.
Both of the times I had been on a ship, I had been abducted, never having time to inspect the alien technology. It was the price I had paid for freedom. And those ships sucked, anyway. This one was much better. A little more… glossy. Not some falling apart piece of garbage. Not some aliens trying to burn down the world. No, this was a real spaceship, one that gleamed and traveled the stars.
Blayde grunted and stretched, staring down the corridor.
“Ta-daa, spaceship,” she said. “You’ve seen it. Happy? Now, let’s go.”
She tugged on Zander’s arm, but he didn’t seem to notice, or care for that matter. I imagined Blayde had strong upper-body strength, yet she wasn’t swaying him one bit.
“I’m not trying to be mean, Sally,” said Blayde, looking at me this time. “And I know I agreed to an hour, but I didn’t realize this ship was Alliance. Every minute we stay here could get us deeper in trouble. They don’t take kindly to stowaways.”
The only Alliance I knew was close to Earth, which meant we couldn’t be too far away.
She spread her arms wide. “They’re the only union I know that makes their walls so insufferably white.”
“We promised her an hour,” said Zander, “and an hour is exactly what Sally’s going to get.”
My heart skipped a beat. He looked so… excited. Like this shared experience was making him giddy. And I had to admit this was the pinnacle of astrolust for me; I was actually seeing a spaceship, a real one.
“Can we look out a window?” I begged.
“There’s really nothing to see,” Blayde muttered.
“If the ship is in interplanetary mode, sure,” Zander said. “If this is an Alliance ship, they black out the windows for interstellar travel. Faster-than-light travel isn’t pretty to look at. There’s a theory that you’re not supposed to know how fast you’re going on these things. The second you do, poof, no one knows where you are. Others say it induces space madness.”
“She asked if we were going to look around,” Blayde said, “and the answer is no. We’re leaving. Now.”
“If Sally wants a window, then we’re finding a window!”
“Fine!” she said, though it was obvious she was not fine. She threw her hands in the air, defeated and scowling. “Sally gets what she wants, right?”
“We owe her that much.”
“You’re putting her in danger. She could get hurt!”
“I thought I proved I can handle myself,” I said. “What’s with the cold shoulder all of a sudden? I thought you were getting used to me.”
“That’s when I thought you were staying five minutes,” she said. “Everything we do could get you killed. And while I don’t know you enough to care, I’m pretty sure it’ll make Zander mopey for a few centuries, and who wants to travel with a wet blanket?”
“Come on, Sally.” Zander shot a glare at his sister then grinned at me. I smiled back and trotted to keep up with his stride.
Thank you for joining me on my stop of the Traveler Blog Tour! Happy reading!