Author: Liz Coley
Genres: Thriller, Young Adult
Genres: Thriller, Young Adult
About The Series
INTRODUCING Tor Maddox, a heroine for our times
“I know that one day, I’m going to have to live in the real world. I’d like it to be a decent one.” - Tor
Book I Tor Maddox: Unleashed
When sixteen-year old Torrance Olivia Maddox, self-confessed news junkie, figures out that the mysterious and deadly New Flu is being spread by dogs, she has one question—if the danger is that obvious to her, why hasn’t the government revealed the truth and taken action?
Her search for the answer will take her farther than she ever imagined. But then again, she never imagined that man’s best friend could become public enemy number one, that men in black might show up in her cozy suburban neighborhood, that she’d spend her sixteenth birthday as a teenaged runaway, and that her effort to save one dog would become a mission to save them all.
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EXCERPT
UNLEASHED
It was spooky climbing down the
slope under the dark trees. I bent low under the overhanging branches and
walked east along the lowest part. Twigs tugged at my hair. Wisps of spider web
caught my cheeks. Under cover of the slope, I dared to turn on the flashlight
to scan the rocks underfoot. If I broke an ankle out here, I was nailed. Cocoa
panted along beside me. I say panted, but there was a definite wheezy quality
to it that made my own chest ache. We’d hardly gone any distance. He shouldn’t
be tired yet.
When we were safely out of sight
of houses and humanity, I found a less gravelly spot to collapse into at the
base of a tree. Cocoa curled up against me, a nice warm body. Still, I put on a
double layer of sweatshirts and opened up the mylar blanket to spread over both
of us. I flipped the flashlight around in my hand, covering the clear plastic
with my palm. The red glow was all the nightlight I thought safe.
Even with three layers of clothes
and an insulating blanket, I shivered and shivered in the night. I was terrified
that heat-seeking rattlesnakes would slither under the blanket with us.
Terrified that spiders would drop out of the bushes. Terrified that Cocoa would
take off after a wild rabbit. I was afraid of men in black suits. Afraid of men
in white coats. And especially afraid of falling asleep. My eyes ached.
Exhaustion battled with adrenaline.
At 5:15 a.m. all the batteries
ran out, both mine and the flashlight’s. I slept, pursued in restless dreams by
the vengeful spirits of barking dogs.
At 6:51 a warm, pink light
penetrated the underbrush. A rising swell of birdsong served as alarm clock. At
my stirring, Cocoa yawned and stretched. He lifted a leg against the tree I was
leaning on and streamed against it.
“Hey, watch it,” I scolded. “I
mean, good boy. Come, Cocoa. Lie down.”
Down? His puzzled eyes asked me. He knew
it was time to stretch, time to play, time to go for his quick morning walk
with Rody.
“Sorry, fuzzy face. We can’t. Have
some breakfast.” I poured dog food into one bowl and water into the other, but
Cocoa turned his head away, uninterested. “I guess you need a walk first. I’m sorry.”
He whimpered softly.
“I hear you, bud. Me too.” I
rolled my shoulders, stretched my legs out in front of me. Every square inch of
my body hurt. The granola bars tempted me not.
What was going on at home this
morning? By now, Rody would have discovered Cocoa was gone. Would he say
anything?
Mom was probably wondering why
she hadn’t heard the shower go on and off in my bathroom. Maybe she was
knocking on my door right now, calling me to wake up. Maybe she was cracking
open the door and walking over to the tousled lump of covers to run her hands
softly through my hair and kiss me on the cheek. Maybe she was turning in
horror from the empty bed, running through the house, calling to my Dad,
crying, “She’s gone…she’s gone.”
My throat ached. I did that to
her. A tear slipped out of the corner of my eye.
I pulled out my phone and sent
her a text message: Mom I’m safe I’m fine
don’t worry don’t search.
I hoped she could live with that.
I doubted it.
I huddled with my dark thoughts
as the sky brightened. In the distance, on the playground, toddlers laughed
with their own mothers, enjoying their morning playtime before naps. A knife
twisted in my heart. Life went on for the innocent as well as for the ignorant.
But knowing what I knew, I could never be that carefree again.
Life has been way too quiet for Tor Maddox since her fifteen minutes of CNN fame. Then agent-in-training Rick Turner reappears with what sounds like a simple assignment—to embed herself as his eyes and ears in her own high school. When she agrees to keep tabs on high school state swim champ Hamilton Parker for the Feds, she is plunged into the deep end of a sinister plot. Knowing that freedom, justice, and lives are at stake again, Tor jumps in feet first, but has she gotten in over her head this time?
When observe and report becomes kiss and tell, Tor’s first mission may blow up in her face.
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Eight leotards and a ball gown—that’s what Tor Maddox packed for her summer ballet intensive in New York. Pity she never arrived. Kidnapped once by the good guys and once by the bad ones, Tor finds herself involved in a high seas adventure featuring princesses and pirates, a wedding ring, and the guy she thought she’d never be allowed to see again, junior man-in-black Rick Turner.
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EMBEDDED
Down the street, a door
slammed. An engine revved.
Rick’s head whirled, tracking
the noise, and I took advantage of the distraction to change the subject.
“We’re going to Ensenada tomorrow,” I reported. “His dad has a business
meeting, so we’re going along for the scenery. Okay? Enough progress?”
His frown surprised me.
“Mexico? That’s not exactly safe territory right now.”
“You know—”
“Yes, I know you’re a black
belt. But still—”
“That’s not what I was going
to say,” I interrupted. Only a red belt, actually, but I wasn’t going to say
that either. “It’ll be fine. His dad’s bodyguard is meeting us there. Besides.
I’m just doing what you told me to. Get close to the son; keep an eye on the
dad.”
He breathed loudly. “So you
are. You’re right. You appear to be exceeding my expectations.”
“Rick.” I didn’t quite know
what to say after that. I refused to feel guilty. Nothing to feel guilty
for…yet.
He pulled a ball point pen out
of his pocket. “Okay. Take this along with you. Please?”
“Wow. A pen. How…thoughtful?”
I twirled it in my fingers.
“It’s a camera,” he explained.
“Really? Coolio.” I couldn’t
stop the grin. My first spy camera! “But I do have my phone, you know.”
“This one is a little special.
GPS tracking, voice recorder, infrared, and sixty megapixel image. No matter
where you shoot from, we’ll be able to blow up the smallest corner of the
shot.”
Awesome. “So what am I
supposed to be shooting?”
“Use your judgment. The
restaurant, the beach, anyone Parker senior talks to. That kind of thing. There
are a couple safety features as well—flashlight, screamer, taser, death ray.”
I nearly dropped the pen.
“Nice. How do I activate the death ray?”
A dimple appeared in his left
cheek.
Spit. “You were kidding,
right?”
His lips twisted in a smile.
He flicked a moth from its perch on his sleeve. “Only half. This is last year’s
model. No death ray.”
I punched him in the arm.
“Sure. Whatever. Instructions?”
He passed me a small piece of
paper from his other pocket. “When you’ve memorized this, please destroy it.”
I stuffed it in my pocket.
“I’m terrible at manuals and on-line tutorials. Can you just show me?”
“Of course,” he said. “Though
I find it hard to believe you’re terrible at anything.”
I held the pen up to my eye.
All I saw was pen. “All I see is a pen. Now what?”
Rick spun me to face the
street lamp, stepped up behind me, and reached around my shoulders to steady
the pen. “That’s upside down,” he said. “Not that it really matters.”
I spun the pen point down. “I
knew that.”
His hands closed over mine.
“Site through the O in the brand name. See if you can center it on the light.”
Pulling the pen close enough
to squint through it brought Rick’s thumbs right up against my cheek. I did my
best to ignore the way I felt pressed, enfolded, snuggled even, between his
warm chest behind me and his forearms resting on mine.
“See it now?” he asked. “I
don’t think you’re aiming high enough.” He rested his chin on my left shoulder
and tilted the pen. His eyelashes tickled my left cheek.
I forgot to breathe until he did
it for me, the warm air blowing down my neck, more of a shuddery sigh than a
normal exhalation. I melted and froze solid all in one moment. I knew if I
turned my head about one inch to the left, I could create a whole lot of
trouble for both of us. For just a millisecond, I calculated whether it was
worth it.
Book 3 Tor Maddox: Mistaken
Grab a flotation device and welcome aboard for more shenanigans, villainy, and romance.
Eight leotards and a ball gown—that’s what Tor Maddox packed for her summer ballet intensive in New York. Pity she never arrived. Kidnapped once by the good guys and once by the bad ones, Tor finds herself involved in a high seas adventure featuring princesses and pirates, a wedding ring, and the guy she thought she’d never be allowed to see again, junior man-in-black Rick Turner.
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Book 0.5 Tor Maddox: Disarmed
A short story introducing Tor Maddox, a heroine for our times.
Prequel to the Tor Maddox series.
When Tor sees past the gun in her face to the face behind the gun, two lives could be saved.
When Tor sees past the gun in her face to the face behind the gun, two lives could be saved.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Liz Coley writes fiction for teens and for the teen in you.
Her latest series features Tor Maddox, a heroine for our times. DISARMED is a prequel short story, followed by the titles UNLEASHED, EMBEDDED, and MISTAKEN.
Pretty Girl-13 from HarperCollins has been released in twelve languages on five continents, in print, ebook, and audiobook.
Her latest series features Tor Maddox, a heroine for our times. DISARMED is a prequel short story, followed by the titles UNLEASHED, EMBEDDED, and MISTAKEN.
Pretty Girl-13 from HarperCollins has been released in twelve languages on five continents, in print, ebook, and audiobook.
There are secrets you can't even tell yourself.
Self-published YA novel Out of Xibalba features a contemporary teenager thrown back to ancient Mayan times.
The story starts when the world ends.
Her first published work was science fiction short stories, published in Cosmos magazine and several anthologies.
Liz lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her husband, her teenaged daughter, 20-year-old Tiger the cat, and kittens Pippin and Merry. When she's not involved in writing-related activities, she can be found sewing, baking, shooting photos, playing tennis, and singing.
Liz loves reading aloud.
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