Featured Slider

{Blog Tour w/Giveaway} Opaque by Calix Leigh-Reign @CalixLeighReign



by Calix Leigh-Reign
Genre: YA Scifi/Fantasy
Release Date: October 22nd 2016


Highly controversial debut novel by Cālix Leigh-Reign is taking the nation by storm! For those who've been craving an untapped damsel-in-distress-less Sci-Fi niche - Opaque delivers in this gripping page-turner involving mutated Limbal rings, biokenretic anomalies, mental dysfunction, perplexing Russian ancestry & romance. Cālix takes us on an adventure that begins when 16 year old misanthropic Adam Caspian unknowingly reaches biokenretic puberty, and his supernatural abilities awaken to save him from his murderous intentions. His every thought revolves around the extinction of the human race until mysterious Afro-Russian Carly Wit stumbles into his English class one morning. Adam notices something otherworldly about her immediately but denies the bio-synch taking place inside of him. As he resists their blossoming love, he battles with unnatural thoughts of his mother. Discovering his origin isn't what he'd thought, he becomes determined to peel back the layers of his lineage and unmasks a multitude of mind-bending secrets along the way.

Goodreads | AmazonB&NKobo



Chapter 15 [The Descendants]


       Yesterday, I would’ve laughed at any of this being a possibility. I mean, come on. Biokenreyis, pyrokinreyis, aerokinreyis — ANTYHING-kinreyis! Secret locations hidden underground in Minnesota where mutated people roam around like there’s no world upstairs. I’m just trying to control my facial expressions here.

       Then nearly being choked to death by my girlfriend’s mother in a bio-sensory corridor? Okay, I had that one coming but still. Nobody in their right mind would ever believe any of this exists. They barely believe the weatherman when he says it’ll rain on Tuesday.

I absorb my surroundings. This facility seems massive. There are multiple levels — each containing rooms. Some with regular wooden doors, some with thick metal and some with glass. But there are no knobs on any of the doors. They’ve even built a simulated playground for the kids.

I continue scanning as Carly and her mother reappear at a distance. Seeing them together is actually pretty amazing. They’re still conversing and their bond becomes more evident. Even their movements are in sync. Her mother is, by leaps and bounds, the second most gorgeous woman I have ever laid eyes on. Only second to Carly. But Carly is a duplicate beige copy of her.

       Dauma’s physical features are reminiscent of an Egyptian Goddess! Perfect, translucent honey-golden skin, not a wrinkle on her, cotton candy lips coated in caramel, a figure that seems to have been sculpted by the Gods, slanted bronze eyes, long, glossy raven tresses, a spellbinding walk and distinct vigor that no man could resist. Hell, she earned my respect in record time.

       As they approach, my core pings on Carly’s heart enveloped in sadness. Something is wrong. I see where Carly inherits her calm nature from because neither of their faces reveal anything. It’s just that I can feel Carly because we are connected. Carly immediately takes both of my hands and kisses me. Dauma speaks up.

“Okay. We all must speak now. Galina, please inform the elders to assemble in the conference room for an emergency meeting.”

Galina nods and scurries off. Carly and I follow Dauma into a dorm room. She closes the door behind us.

“Please, sit.”

I do as instructed without hesitation and Carly joins me.

“I know you have many questions and I will try to answer them all as quickly as I can. Once I am done, I too will have questions for you.”

I nod to indicate my acknowledgement and Dauma begins.

“So I know first question is —”

“Where are we?” I blurt out, interrupting her. Dauma’s eyes turn dark. Carly lowers her head and sizzles my hand. I then remember that she warned me never to interrupt her mother while she’s speaking.

“I apologize, ma’am. Please, continue.”

Her eyes return to their copper hue, and she resumes in her sultry fractured English.

            “So, we are currently in location that shall remain secret location. But, I’m sure you’re more interested in what, and not where, yes?”

I nod to concur.

“This is safe house headquarters for descendants of the seven families. It is called Afrax. Carly has informed me that she’s versed you on some of our history already. But not all, I imagine. Some prefer to live normal lives out in the world. Some prefer to remain here where they feel most safe. The Iksha is known for silently locating, capturing and killing descendants. This I’m sure you know.”

“But what you don’t know is that not all descendants are killed once captured. The most powerful are given chance to live if they join the Iksha.”

My heart rate increases and now I understand why the descendants hide from these scientists. It’s because the scientists have recruited and armed themselves with the most powerful bio-weaponry in existence. Other descendants. 


a Rafflecopter giveaway






Cālix is the published author of the Russian-mutant, psychological Sci-Fi fantasy novel, Opaque. She's a certified paralegal and has studied creative writing under English teacher, script writer and published author Larry Strauss. Her earliest literary inspirations include Alice Walker, Larry Strauss, VC Andrews and Stephen King. She spent a majority of her childhood in libraries and developed an intense relationship with words. She's a member of YARWA and RWA and is currently serving as a judge for YARWA's 2016 Rosemary Contest. She enjoys prayer, discovering the minds of those who rebel against social programming, listening to music, a great cup of coffee, exquisite ethnic cuisine, spending time with family & friends, attending movie premieres, traveling and the arts. She spends her free time in the gym, fantasizing about story plots and different ways of changing the world.


Author Links:



Follow The Tour


Blaze Publishing Haunted Halloween Tour: Regress SF Benson @BlazePub



October is the month of fears, and we're going on tour with some of our favorite authors to talk about what their main characters are afraid of. What keeps them up at night? What nightmare has them waking in a cold sweat? Each day, we'll feature a new main character and delve deep into their subconscious to see what they fear. And each day, you'll have a chance to enter to win some awesome prizes! Read on to find out what Tru Shephard from Regress is afraid of...

My name is Tru Shepard, and my worst fear isn’t about monsters. It’s about losing my creativity, a part of my personality.

I’d left the warehouse district an hour ago. My shoes echoed on the deserted rain slicked sidewalk. The quiet night air was cold and smelled of moist dirt. Once again, I’d missed the train and had to walk home. Big mistake on my part. Sure, I had protection but it wouldn’t stop….

The familiar electronic hum approached from behind me. I was out in the open with no place to hide. Without any warning, the air above me filled with drones coming from every direction. I had no choice but to surrender. I knelt on the wet asphalt with my hands up.

The police dragged me into an unfamiliar, abandoned building. The walls and floors gleamed white. I gagged on the smell of fresh chlorine. My eyes stung from the intense, white lights. Fiery pain ripped through my arms. Smoke escaped my lips. So cold. My teeth chattered. My body kept shaking.

I lifted my head. A man in the trademark navy blue suit of the CHA stood in front of me. My insides quivered. A metallic voice announced I was a traitor and a danger to society. But it offered me a choice—immediate administration of the vaccine or death.

It didn’t matter. Either way killed a Creative.

Someone held a syringe filled with a golden liquid.

A flash of dark steel. The cold barrel of a gun pressed against my temple. If I chose me, my family would be heartbroken. If I…too late. Someone else made my choice. I didn’t get a say in the matter. A man pulled the trigger. 

That’s my fear—losing my Creativity because of the New Order’s mandatory vaccine.




about the book



The United States has fallen.

Creativity is banned.

A government-mandated vaccine which totally blocks creativity.

It’s 2025 and the country is run by a group of scientists and technologists.

Tru Shepard, a soon-to-be seventeen-year-old, wants to avoid the vaccine. Without self-expression, Tru would rather die.

Zared Aoki has his own secrets. He wants Tru’s help exposing the plans of a corrupt, domineering government. In exchange, he’ll help her avoid the vaccine.

Failure is not an option. Tru refuses to live a colorless, dull existence.

10 days.

That’s all the time Tru has.

Lies and secrets make up her world. Is she ready to learn the truth?



a Rafflecopter giveaway