Book Tour: Impervious by Heather Letto

  I am so excited to be a part of the blog tour for Heather Letto's IMPERVIOUS. I adored this book, and I can't wait to share it with you guys today! In celebration of her debut release, Heather has a special giveaway running. Be sure to check out the Rafflecopter below for a chance to win!



The residents of Impervious are the remnant —
survivors of the War of Annihilation. And though the
city is chockfull of pleasures to tantalize and entertain, a beast lurks in its corners haunting the residents with its presence. The Beast—a mysterious and terminal illness―has killed off most of Generations One, Two and Three. And as Gen-Four prepares to take the stage a provocative, yet questionable, new method to avoid an untimely death becomes a cultural rage.
But Fran is counter-cultural. And living off the grid in true rebel fashion, her life is far from opulent. Scurrying through dark tunnels, searching for hot meals and ditching the holographic security team encompass most of her day. However, she views it as a healthy trade-off. Unaccountability means The Council can’t steal her sliver of hope―a belief that she’ll see The Epoch arrive before the beast can pull her into its fetid embrace.

After losing her mother and then her Rebel mentor, however, she grasps painfully onto the splintered sliver, until a new hope is born. First through Pete. And then through a miraculous discovery.

But the question still haunts her…

Can she outrun The Beast?
  It's no secret that I love a good dystopian. The Hunger Games ranks pretty high on my list of favorite fandoms, and I'm a bit of a fangirl for JLaw. Whenever I signed on to read and review Impervious, I wasn't sure what to expect. I knew I'd probably like it based solely on it being dystopian. I never realized how much I would love this book, though.


  The world building, y'all. I honestly felt like I was right there in Impervious with Fran. Heather Letto is prolific at building a world up around the reader that completely enthralls them and tosses them into the midst of the story. After I finished reading Impervious, I felt like I had been on a (scary!) vacation to her world. It is definitely unique and stands out on its own. Impervious is absolutely frightening, and I would never want to live in a world like that.


  Fran was my type of heroine. I loved her from the very first page. She had that quality. You know the one I'm talking about. She was strong willed, kick ass, a fighter, a survivor. She's exactly what I like in my dystopians. Pete quickly got onto my good side, and I loved him! I love the dynamic between Fran and Pete. There's no instalove! None!


  It's obvious I'm just fangirling now. I really did enjoy this book. It brought me back to my dystopian roots, and I'm so happy about that! Heather Letto is a flawless writer, and I'm so happy to have read this. Fans of The Hunger Games and Divergent will simply adore Impervious. It's a gritty dystopian with a heroine that you can't help but cheer for!


**I received this book for free in exchange for an honest review. My thanks to BookFish Books and Heather Letto.



Fran thought for sure they would notice the hum when every venting slid open. She at least assumed there might be shouts from onlookers as thirty-one rebels emerged into the barren courts. 

And she really hadn’t counted on hearing Pete’s voice. “Wolf. Go back!”

She her feet froze in place, and her head turned to view the expanse of The Agora. It didn’t make sense. What was going on? Not one Graphie emerged. Not a single pixelated presence or computer generated voice declared each rebel become accountable.

Every tiny hair on Fran’s body rose, and her head buzzed with an intense electromagnetic manifestation. Overhead lights dimmed, and a holographic scene unfolded. The smooth flooring of the shopping courts morphed into a desert-like terrain―just like the scene when she watched Nissa perform Mission Perdition for Ted. The Lunch Hut became a jagged butte with sharp rocks jutting out from its face. Hot wind burned her cheeks while pelting sand blew through the air. Artificial warmth engulfed her body. Her hands glowed.

“Ladies and Gentleman. Welcome to the Desert…”

The voice boomed like thunder and echoed off of the high ceiling.

“Tonight’s debut performance, brought to you by way of The Council, is the ultimate in the gaming experience. Be prepared to go to the brink. Ready yourself for the show of a lifetime. You will find yourself on the edge of your seat as fantasy becomes reality and reality turns to fantasy.”

Every rebel lit up like a glowing Graphie. Her mind reeled.

What the….?

A gritty substance scratched at her skin. She rubbed the heated surface and recognized the smell of magnetized dust—the technology that turned a live man into a gaming avatar. Highly-charged metallic receptacles pelted her skin, not desert sand as she assumed earlier.

Although from her vantage point, Fran clearly recognized each Rebel housed within the glow of the holographic cameras, she realized that on the video screens, to the spectators watching in the stands, they were nothing more than gaming pieces.

Thirty-one vents hummed closed as Zombies emerged—dreadful holographs with open wounds and rotted flesh. Fetid odor permeated through the courts; their shrieks and groans became a nightmarish audio backdrop as the announcer continued.

“Tonight, the battle of Behemoth and Queen Xyphon continues, as well as the fight between the dead and the Unaccountable. The Queen will rule with the Zombies, and the dreaded Behemoth will wreak havoc with the Rebels. Sit back and enjoy the entertainment as we present to you, Mission Perdition II–Nightmare of a Rebel.”

Music sounded as the words “Mission Perdition II” floated through the air.

This can’t be happening.

Fran’s head whipped from side to side. A few Rebels scurried back to the openings from where they had emerged. Fran shook herself from the shock-inflicted paralysis. A human instinct, as basic as breathing, overtook her senses.

Fight or flight.

She ran to the venting and swiped in the code.

Nothing.

Her hands shook. Maybe she swiped the wrong numbers. She tried it again.

Nothing. The grating remained stone cold. Unmoving. Locked up tight.

She looked around as her comrades struggled for the safety of the dark maze. They scurried as they tried to dodge the ethereal light draped over them to no avail.

About twenty-five feet away, Derrick, one of the newer Rebels, huddled against his venting and pounded on the opening with balled fists. His face contorted, and his mouth moved as he screamed. The crowd cheered when growls of death rang out from the hidden speakers, drowning out his desperate cries.

A grisly, yellow-faced Zombie lunged at the rebel brother and covered him in a mound of snarls and rotting flesh. Holographic blood squirted out from beneath the Zombie, painting a nearby wall with red pixelations.

Fran’s heart stopped.

But it’s not real.

She closed her eyes.

It’s not real. None of this is real.

She repeated it over and over. In their insane minds, The Council believed they could use The Rebels as human avatars. Fran knew it took more than holographic teeth and claws to kill a real man.

Finally, the Zombie stepped away from Derrick. He lay on the ground in a helpless pile. Unmoving. A pixelated stream of blood trickled from his body.

Fran screamed, “Derrick, get up!”

Her cries couldn’t be heard over the surrounding roar as the crowd went wild. The Zombie lifted two hands over his head in the sign of victory as he lumbered away from Derrick, toward Fran.

“Derrick, get up!” She screamed the command over and over as she raced toward his body. As she lifted her hand, a spade pixelated in the air as if she held it. It stayed with her as she ran, and right when she moved past the Zombie, the spade came down onto his head. When it sunk, a deep, gloppy, squishing sound heralded through the speakers. Holographic gray matter oozed, leaving Fran sick to her stomach.

It’s not real; it’s not real.

She continued running blindly toward Derrick almost collided with Folsom as they both made the approach. Derrick still lay unmoving.

He can’t be dead. It was just a holograph.

She smelled it first―the odor of seared flesh. Her gaze locked in on his body. He remained wide-eyed as if in shock. His arms jerked once or twice, and his legs followed suit, giving Fran a moment of hope. Yet, as she neared, she saw the absence of breath— no rise or fall of his chest.

And a soft coil of smoke as it rose from Derrick’s body.

He had been cooked… from the inside out.

Heather considers herself but a worker in the field with a desire to share truth through the art of good story. In real life, she’s the proud mother of two grown sons and lives part-time in Northern Illinois with her husband, but scurries off to warmer climates when the mercury takes a dive on the thermometer. As well as The Ascension Series, Heather contributes to WHOAwomen magazine, The Fit Christian, Tween Girls and God, Devotion Magazine as well as Swagga for Christ Ministry.




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4 comments:

  1. Hiya Kristen! Thanks for the awesome review. What an honor to be hosted on such a g-o-o-o-rgeous blog! :-D

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    1. Thank you, Heather! And thank you for putting out such an AMAZING book!

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  2. Kristen-

    Thanks so much for the lovely review and for hosting Heather and BookFish Books. And I second Heather- your blog is GORGEOUS!

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    1. It was my pleasure, Mary! Loved, loved, loved having Impervious, Heather, and BookFish on my blog. You guys are always welcome!

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