Saturday Spotlight: HJ Daly

Today’s Spotlight is featuring the fantastical, post-apocalyptic novel Pulse by HJ Daly! I will be reading a reviewing Pulse later this fall, but what I’ve read of the summary and reviews already sounds awesome! Check it out!

Book cover

Esa is a street girl living in a post apocalyptic world. A world that left her with nothing except the physical and mental scars that drive her to the person she is becoming.
Whilst searching for shelter, she encounters a creature known as a spinner who pulls her onto a perilous path. Now with a horde of goblins close on their heels, they must work together and enter the magical realm in search of answers. Why can she sense magic and why is a powerful sorcerer determined to end her life?
This is an exciting story of power, friendship and secrets. Secrets that threaten to rip Esa’s world apart.
Pulse is aimed towards the young adult market. For those seeking adventure and magic with a futuristic edge. Most fantasy novels tend to hide the magical worlds or show as historic; here I have tried to blend the worlds together.

Check out the book trailer for Pulse:



And, to help you guys get a better feel for Pulse, here’s an excerpt!

Esa tasted the blood in her mouth and the sting across her face. Fog clung to her mind and she tried to concentrate.

“Let’s try again. What does she look like?”

“Me, only not as pretty.” Spitting blood from her mouth Esa managed a smirk.

“Now that’s the girl I remember, pity Thomas isn’t here to see this. Wonder where he’s hiding?”

“I don’t know.” Her tone was full of bitterness as she let numerous images pop into her head. She would die here and he would never know, would never care.

“Oh, this just gets better.” Amy broke into Esa’s thoughts. “He dumped you here with this lot, it’s a shame I don’t have time for some real fun.” The tip of the dagger glowed when she pulled it from the fire and watched the prisoners heave at their bindings. “Tell you what,” she whispered in Esa’s ear, “once I’m through here, I’ll find Thomas tell him how you begged and screamed his name before Urgath had a little fun and then I’ll have great pleasure in watching him die.” She watched the pain fill Esa’s eyes and smiled. “Now where were we … ah yes, tell me where she is.”

Amy grabbed Esa’s bound hand, pulling her fingers forward. She braced herself as the blade touched her skin, the heat searing her knuckles. This time only a moan escaped her lips. She was too exhausted for anything else.

“I said where is she?”

The blade continued down her already bloody arm. Heat rose together with the scream that had been building in her throat. The prisoners moved as one, twisting and turning as they fought with the guards as best they could.

Ignoring her own pain Esa watched the other prisoners as the guards started to push them back. Even bound they gave all they could and in return the guards had drawn weapons and were hacking at those closest to them. She couldn’t let these people die for her, she didn’t deserve it. “Stop!” the shout carried over the clearing. “Enough, I’ll tell you everything just stop this. Please.”

“Esa no, don’t say a word, we’re not worth it,” Flo yelled as the guards continued to slash away.

“Stop!” Amy’s shout resounded around the clearing and the guards backed off. “Is this going to be something special?” Amy’s blade rested playfully on Esa’s throat and she could smell the burning of her own skin. “This will make a nice addition to the others,” Amy continued as she swiped Esa’s hair to the side and indicated to the snaking scar twisting around her neck. “That must have been a mighty beating. You’re always in the wrong place at the wrong time, aren’t you?”


PHEW. That was intense. Can’t wait to see what happens next? Click these links to get Pulse for yourself!

Ms. Daly’s Blog:
Good Reads:
Youtube Book Trailer:
Barnes and Noble:
I know I’m very excited to get to this book! Let’s show Ms. Daly some blogger love and buy, read, and review Pulse!


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Writing was something I always enjoyed but if you ask my high school teachers they may argue that enjoying is not the same as being any good.

Once I became a mum. I made up stories and poems, with my kids. I remember one about a flea in a cup of tea … We even played them out sometimes, the accents I could never quite manage.

Writing is one of those things that I took a little more seriously, once the kids went to school full time. It kept me sane, those voices in my head actually became useful.

It was never up there as a job but can’t say anything ever was. There was a time that I traveled Europe dancing in Latin American competitions but at my age my legs can’t take it, though I have been caught doing a foxtrot across the kitchen before now.

I wrote my first book pretty quickly but then it sat in a draw for a long time. I’m glad someone was daft … , I mean brave enough to take it on.

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