$1000 in books and prizes!


In June, the Alliance of Young Adult Authors is sponsoring a massive young adult scavenger hunt. This is a chance to meet some new authors, grab a bunch of free books, and sign up to win a whole bunch of epic prizes!



Each author will be given a special keyword, which will be bolded and all caps like this: BUTTERFLIES.

All you have to do is visit all the author’s sites in this order, write down the special keywords to discover the short story, then enter the giveaway with the completed secret legend HERE.

There will be one main giveaway for the main prize, but most of the participating authors will also have smaller giveaways for free books, amazon credit and author swag, so make sure you read their post carefully to see what else they’re offering while you’re on their site for the keyword.

THE MAP (participating authors)

  1. Cindy Ray Hale
  2. Katherine Bogle
  3. Melle Amade
  4. David Kudler
  5. A.M. Yates
  6. Alethea Kontis
  7. Stevie Rae Causey
  8. Katlyn Duncan
  9. Debbie Manber Kupfer
  10. Meredith Rose
  11. N.M. Howell
  12. Lara Ann  
  13. K.M. Robinson
  14. J.A. Culican
  15. Heather Karn
  16. Rob L. Slater
  17. Dylan Keefer
  18. Sarah K. Wilson  
  19. L.J. Higgins
  20. Gina Marie Long 
  21. Em Kazmierski
  22. Travis Hall
  23. Heather Young-Nichols
  24. Anna Santos
  25. J.L. Weil  
  26. Jo Schneider 
  27. logansfiction.com *You are here!*
  28. Kristin D. Van Risseghem
  29. Martine Lewis 
  30. Tara Benham
  31. Stacy Claflin
  32. Beth Hammond
  33. Erica Cope
  34. Nicole Zoltack
  35. Char Webster
  36. Sabrina Ramoth
  37. T.J. Muir
  38. Raquel Lyon
  39. Beth Rodgers
  40. S.L. Beaumont
  41. Eva Pohler
  42. Melanie McFarlane
  43. Cheryllynn Dyess
  44. Audrey Rich
  45. Amanda Zieba
  46. Sandie Will
  47. Elle Scott
  48. Angie Grigaliunas
  49. Ashley Maker 
  50. Mandy Peterson
  51. Audrey Grey
  52. Elisa Dane  
  53. Amy McNulty
  54. Melinda Cordell
  55. Monica Leonelle
  56. Claire Luana
  57. Frost Kay
  58. Preeti C. Sharma
  59. Bentz Deyo 
  60. April Wood
  61. Lena Mae Hill
  62. Angel Leya
  63. Wendi Wilson
  64. Wendy Knight
  65. Chogan Swan
  66. Tamara Hart Heiner
  67. Norma Hinkens
  68. Patti Larsen
  69. Megan Crewe  
  70. Jamie Thornton
  71. Jessie Renée
  72. T.A. Maclagan  
  73. Lydia Sherrer
  74. Phyllis Moore
  75. P.D. Workman
  76. J.A. Armitage
  77. K.N. Lee
  78. Angela Fristoe
  79. Rhonda Sermon
  80. G.K. DeRosa 
  81. Erin Richards
  82. Ali Winters
  83. Larissa C. Hardesty
  84. Kristine Tate
  85. Debra Kristi
  86. Bella Rose 
  87. Cortney Pearson
  88. Jeff Kohanek
  89. Kristal Shaff
  90. Rachel Morgan  
  91. Emma Right
  92. C.L. Cannon
  93. Joanne Macgregor
  94. Lindsey Loucks
  95. Farah Kuck
  96. Erin Hayes
  97. Jesikah Sundin
  98. Dorothy Dreyer
  99. Danielle Annett
  100. C.J. Ethington
  101. L.C. Hibbett 
  102. Madeline Dyer
  103. Katie John
  104. Nicole Schubert  
  105. Rachel Medhurst 
  106. Tee G Ayer  
  107. May Freighter 
  108. Heather Dyer
  109. Jen Minkman  
  110. J.L. Gillham
  111. Karen Tomlinson
  112. Kate Haye
  113. Megan Linski
  114. Martina Billings
  115. Jo Ho
  116. Brian King
  117. Inna Hardison
  118. Rachel Bateman
  119. Sally Henson  
  120. J.L. Hendricks 
  121. A.L. Knorr  
  122. T.M. Franklin  
  123. Konstanz Silverbow
  124. felisha Antonette
  125. Jake Devlin
  126. S.F. Benson
  127. Laurie Treacy
  128. Emily Martha Sorensen 
  129. Leia Stone
  130. T. Rae Mitchell
  131. J. Keller Ford
  132. Kat Stiles
  133. Jessica Hawke
  134. Elyse Reyes
  135. Sophie Davis
  136. Bianca Scardoni
  137. Jenetta Penner
  138. David R. Bernstein
  139. Olivia Wildenstein
  140. Derek Murphy

Starts June 1st!

Just go through the “treasure map” above to find the keywords and reconstruct the secret legend. Once you’ve got it, enter for the grand prize HERE. Don’t forget to keep an eye out for other giveaways or free books as you search for the keywords, most authors will be offering their own prizes as well.

For rules, updates or trouble-shooting, make sure to check out this main post which will stay updated.



Authors will post the rules and the full list of participating authors sometime in June, and have their post up and visible on their site/blog, with their keyword, by June 1st. Readers just need to go through the list, find the words, and use the story to enter for the grand prize.



Bonecaller is live! Want to read some?





Chapter John


I try to ignore the heady scent of chaos and confusion when making port. Humans bog the calming presence of nature down. Superstition plumes the air with the recent activity. Tensions are high with the distant war between the Westerners and Northerners. Magic scares Westerners like none other, and it should. The Order locked it up tight, kept their mystery for a century, and it’s what we don’t know that makes us most afraid.

When it was let loose, it was in the form of those under the rule of the Marshal only.

The port has double the western warriors, tribesman and women armed to the teeth. It isn’t strange to see a man with full garb, a javelin, and shield walking through the market, or a woman in a breastplate shaped to her torso, cleat sandals, and a sword girded to her side. I’ve given my men the order to quickly unload, reload, and push us off shore. Not to start any brawls, nor to speak out of turn in a tavern. Do their drinking on the ship.

The west is no place for a fight.

For what the Northerners host in magic, the Westerners host in passion and brawn.

The day is a blur of deciding what prices are fair, and what places are no longer of any use, since robbing the port’s man blind with high dollar wares. It’s a sleazy hustle. Mark and I check that we’ve got everything and everyone we need, and we lift anchor to sail a short distance from shore for our own music and drink.

It’s not long into our enjoyment that a ship pulls next to ours, and my men grab their weapons.

“We wish to board,” a Western Captain is calling.

I motion to Mark and the others to stand down.

The Westerners try my patience with these searches, but it’s not worth a full-out battle, so I let them sniff around Mysteria and show them my papers.

Mark watches me, his eyes trying to do the talking, but I’m too busy—“Don’t touch that! Hey, you be careful over there. Get that fire away from—stars, man! Have ye a death wish. ‘Tis flammable! Put the torch out…”

They finish, and the brutish men and brawny women of the west leave my vessel. Once more, the quiet of night settles.

I’m half way through the bottle later, when I pause and realize Mark has not only been absent, but mysteriously silent with little story-telling.

“Mark!” I bellow. “Get out here!”

He comes from below but is avoiding my gaze, and I know something’s amiss.

“What is it? What’s on my ship?”

“Excuse me, Captain?”

“Speak, Old Man.”

“I don’t know what you could mean.”

I frown at him, long enough to notice his eyes darting toward the pallet of goods at the front of the ship waiting to be unloaded. “What could I mean? Aye, whatever could I mean.”

I walk purposefully toward the blanket covering, grabbing and lifting it with a suddenness. This movement causes the person underneath to squeak, and scurry away, but not quick enough. I snatch the arm of the cretin and yank them high into the moonlight.

“Well, what have we here?”

I shake them around, making the hat tumble off. “A lad—”

I hiss when I see the hair keep going down in a fall of brown. “A girl!”

She hisses back, a brave minx, her face scrunched in pain as my grip tightens. “Unhand me!” she screeches into my face.

Instead, I drag her toward Mark. “What is a woman doing on my ship?”


“Is this who the Westerners were looking for?”

Mark dances side-to-side. “I was trying to tell you.”

“Let me go!”

“Why is there a woman, a stowaway, on my bloody ship!”

“Unhand me or else!”

“Aye, wretch, I will unhand you over the side.”

Both Mark and the woman speak at the same time. “What?”


“It’s close enough to swim.”

“But, Captain, ye can’t mean…”

“I can’t swim,” she says more quietly.

“You can’t make a lass swim that far. It’s not right.”

“Don’t be telling me about right, Old Man.” I turn back to my stowaway. “You can’t swim? What type of woman lives near the ocean and can’t swim?”

“What type of Captain bruises a passenger without cause?”

I let go of her arm. She stands straight.

“Bronson!” I shout. “Give her a skiff and she can row ashore.”

Bronson jumps down from the nets, his young face surprised to find a lady on board. “Oh, ah, aye, Captain.”

“But, Captain,” Mark says.

“Not now, Old Man.”

Mark heads me off. I ball up my fists. Not as though I’d strike the old codger, but certainly he’s making me chew the last straw.

“But she’s in trouble.”

“I gathered that, Marcus, when the Westerners came aboard looking for her sorry hide, aye? The girl was in there half a day, smells like rotten fish now, and there isn’t a woman I know who’s willing to sweat and bathroom like that unless she’s in a lot of trouble.”

“Don’t you think we should—”

“Bronson. Skiff. Now.”

They lift the small boat and drop it into the water with a crash.

I throw paddles over the side.

The woman has been wise enough to remain silent. She’s stoically watching the procession without argument.

I let down the rope, and gesture for her to climb it.

She walks over with far more grace than a regular citizen of the west, but I ignore that, not wanting her to be much more than a distant memory.

She pauses, seeming to weigh her options, and then, at the edge, she leans over, and before any of us can say a word, she throws herself over the side, nowhere near the skiff, and splashes into the dark water.




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