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Friday, March 31, 2017

FORWARD INTO DARKNESS By Marlene Perez / Cover Reveal + Read The Prologue #ForwardIntoDarkness

Welcome to today's cover reveal for Marlene Perez's FORWARD INTO DARKNESS, being released on April 25th, 2017 by Paper Lantern Lit's Studio imprint. Today's cover reveal also includes a sneak peak into the book. 


I love this cover! I love the silhouette of the wolf mixed with the falling snow. I also love the little details on it, like the snow building up the tops of some of the letters. I'm a sucker for a wolf cover, and a good fantasy read. Yes, I'd pick up this book based on the cover alone.

What do you think about the cover? 

Along with today's cover reveal, we're also thrilled to share the book's prologue. After reading it, I definitely want to read more. Read more below! Be sure to leave us a comment letting us know what you think of the cover. 


For Valencia Paine, the world is as small as her family’s estate. Confined to the grounds because of unrest from the human-animal hybrids whose labor runs the city, Valencia observes life in Sombria from the other side of a wrought-iron fence.

Her father, a powerful scientist in Sombria’s popular—and oppressive—regime, claims it's for her own protection. But Valencia isn’t content to stay cloistered inside a cold, lonely mansion, with only books for company. When she slips away and encounters Mateo, a mysterious stranger with ties to the city's hybrids, she finds herself drawn into a life forbidden to her--and into a resistance movement that defies everything she thinks she knows.

As her father tightens his control of her by arranging a marriage to Henri, a rising star in the regime, Valencia becomes more determined to discover the truth. Will her defiance change her—and her world—forever?

With thrilling twists and romantic interludes, this fantasy is perfect for fans of Ransom Riggs and Marie Lu.


Marlene Perez is the author of paranormal and urban fantasy books, including the best-selling DEAD IS series for teens. The first book in the series, DEAD IS THE NEW BLACK, was named an ALA Quick Pick for Reluctant Young Adult Readers as well as an ALA Popular Paperback. DEAD IS JUST A RUMOR was on VOYA’s 2011 Best Science Fiction, Horror, & Fantasy List. Her novels have been featured in Girl’s Life, Seventeen, and Cosmopolitan. The Disney Channel has optioned the first three books in the DEAD IS series for television. 

She grew up in Story City, Iowa and is the youngest of twelve children. She lives in Orange County, California with her husband and children. Visit Marlene at



Before I leave the compound, I feel for the key my father gave me. It was a birthday gift; the key to the kingdom, he said. The key hangs on a long silver chain that is so finely crafted, it’s gossamer light around my neck.
Our compound, which could be considered a little kingdom on its own, is in the heart of Old Sombria. The wrought-iron fences are high and the gates are kept locked at all times. Crimson roses grow unchecked, their scent perfuming the air, and their vines, thick as a mermaid's hair, covering most of the fence.
I reach the gate and take off my necklace purposefully. I hear rusty metal scraping and I jump, but the sound does not come again.
I insert the key into the heavy brass lock and turn it. Nothing happens.
My eyes fill with tears. “But he said he trusted me,” I whisper to myself.
My key does not work, but there is a secret way out. I saw it in my dreams one night, and I found it at daybreak, but have never been brave enough to actually try it. Until now.
I push through the undergrowth, ignoring the pain as a sharp thorn pokes at my ribs. I find the hole under the fence and squeeze through the small opening. I stand up and I’m in the city proper. I am entranced, but there is no time for gawking.
I walk to the west gate of the city, wearing my plainest gown and sturdy shoes. The exit is about a mile from my home. I make it through without incident. The air is fresh and fragrant and green.
If I avoid the main road, the village is about a half-hour walk from Sombria. But I move swiftly, in a race with the setting sun.