The Sixth Domicile (The Domicile Series Book 1) by Courtney Ruggles
Published on January 20th, 2016
Published by Elephantine Publishing
Genre: New Adult Dystopian
In a future ravaged by greed and war, The Domicile has emerged. A new civilization governed by clandestine Elders where citizens are united by white masks and uniform identities. To remove one’s mask, to go outside the Domicile, to show defiance, means being sent to the Meurtre, a horrifying death sentence. Q437B doesn’t follow the rules. She craves sunlight, dares to love her childhood friend B116A, and–the most forbidden of all–has seen the true face of her beloved beneath his mask. But when Q becomes an Adulte, The Domicile threatens to take away everything that makes her happy. She is forced to marry an abusive soldier who demands she conform. Whispers spread about the unconventional lessons she teaches her new students. And when Q openly disobeys the Elders, the people become restless, questioning the truth of the world in the wake of such defiance. Rumblings of discontent stir as others begin to follow the path toward their freedom. The Revolution has begun, and Q is the spark that ignited the flames. The Sixth Domicile is book 1 in the Domicile Series, A New Adult dystopian. Fans of Veronica Roth’s Divergent and Ally Condie’s Matched series will love The Sixth Domicile.
The Vrai Domicile (The Domicile Series Book 2) by Courtney Ruggles
Genre: New Adult Dystopian
To be released on August 24th, 2016
Q437B was ready to die for the Second Revolution. Then she entered the Meurtre… Q and B expected death when the Elders ordered their execution. What they discover instead changes everything they thought they knew about their world. Saved by the mercy of the Elders, they awaken in the Vrai Domicile, a mysterious place hidden below the Sixth Domicile housing hundreds of former rebels. Except these rebels have been brainwashed, conditioned to be blind followers. Q quickly learns of the Elders’ new plan for her – she is to become their warrior, to reunite the Vrai and Sixth Domiciles with purity, love, and unwavering faith. But to Q, she’ll be undoing everything she and the rebels fought for. Now Q and B must fight to survive once more, forced to forge new alliances with strangers who promise nothing is as it seems. But surviving comes with a choice – follow the Elders and quash the Revolution, or defy them and free the people, putting B’s and Grandmother’s lives at risk. In a place where the fire of rebellion is extinguished at every turn, can Q continue to be the spark that fuels the Revolution? Book 2 in The Sixth Domicile Series by Courtney Ruggles, a 5 star Readers Favorite! Pre-order now!
Pre-Order Link https://www.amazon.com/Vrai-Domicile-Book-ebook/dp/B01H80246W
What makes writing such a joy for you?
Writing transports me to a new world, a love that I love and love to spend time in! (Though not a world that I would particularly want to live in!). I also love the characters. I really miss them when I haven’t immersed myself in their world for awhile. Who wouldn’t miss B?
What are some of your favourite stories?
I love dystopians! The Chemical Garden Trilogy by Lauren Destefano is awesome. I also love a really good romance that has a different twist like Me Before You by JoJo Meyers. That pulled on the heartstrings a little (I read it way before it was even whispered being turned into a movie and I’m so happy it is!!!) Of course, Harry Potter shaped my life, it is my true love. And then suspenses too! Oh, should I mention that I grew up reading Stephen King. Oh yes, he was the first author I began following as a pre-teen. I have no idea what my mom was thinking letting me read King when I was so young!
Playlist for readers?
Ooooh I love listening to music when I write! It’s really my muse! For The Sixth Domicile and The Vrai Domicile I listened to a lot of Bon Iver, Halsey, Muse, NF, Zella Day, Faunts, Kodaline, Banks, Crywolf, Florence + The Machines… I could go on and on. I LOVE music!
Where do you find inspiration for writing?
My excitement from the previous question might indicate a little inspiration. Music does inspire me, but so do other things. I have an idea for another novel based off a TV show, another novel I am planning will be inspired (but fabricated a tinsy insy bit) by real life events. But I also have no idea where some of the ideas come, like another series I am planning. Wow, I have a lot of writing to do!
Which is more difficult: crafting characters or building worlds?
Oh man, I think a little bit of both. World building can always bring a level of difficulty because I can see it, sense it, I know it. So sometimes I forget to add things that I know but the reader doesn’t. Thank goodness I have an AH-MAZING editor and beta readers. Characters can be hard for me to make relatable and sometimes I feel like I have to take on the personalities of these people. So when I have a scene with all of them, sometimes I get in a whirlwind of multiple personalities!
What are some of your favourite elements of your own writing?
I feel like this is the Mean Girls question… “So you think you are pretty?” Hahah! I like to add in a lot of imagery and metaphors. Description is major to me, but I have to make sure to make it enticing and not redundant or tiresome. But I really enjoy making the scenes come alive, so I say I have a different writing style in the descriptors I choose. I also write NA dystopia, which is so much fun for me, because I’m writing stories I love in an adult world with adult issues and sex.
Any advice to aspiring writers?
Just do it! You have stories to be told! So work hard to get them out there. Being a pretty new author myself, I can tell you this is a crazy rollercoaster ride that you will never ever regret. The ups are absolutely fortifying and fantastic and the downs, well they are downs and meant to be learned from. All of it makes you better. Build a support with fellow authors, readers, and bloggers because these people are going to be “your people” for your career and you’re going to need them more than you ever thought you would. But do it, just do it, all of it.
With Halloween approaching, what would your characters dress up as?
Unfortunately, Q and B don’t know what Halloween is. They should since it’s my favorite holiday, but the Elders are stingy in what they allow the Domicilians to do. Stupid, ridiculous Elders. But with their cool masks, it would be awesome if people dressed up as them for Halloween! Maybe I will! Thanks for the idea!
A100B’s words filled my head again. I bit my lip as I listened to what she said, demanding me to say them and then do exactly what she was telling me to do. “Untie it from your belt. You must do it,” she commanded in my ear. I looked down at the whip hanging on my side, my fingers brushing the Fouetter as terror and guilt gripped me. I gulped, my stomach churning and tears threatening me, gagging me. “Say it!” she hissed in my ear. She repeated the words so I would recite them exactly right. “T987A, a rogue Guerrier, helped me escape from the Domicile and betray you.” My voice shook and I kept swallowing the saliva building in my mouth from the threat of rising bile. “I swear to not betray you again, and to demonstrate that promise, I will punish T987A.” I finished the words A100B demanded I repeat. Q437A stood next to me, smirking. Two Guerriers emerged from the side of the Rotonde dragging T987A between them. I sucked in my bottom lip to stifle a cry. T987A was a part of the rebellion, one of the Guerriers who informed us what the Guerriers were doing and helped protect B and me. He fought Q437A when they found us sneaking out of the Domicile the last time, which gave us the time to run to the Rotonde to save Grandmother, and where I screamed at the people to reveal the Elders’ murderous ways. “I can’t,” I whispered as quietly as I could, barely moving my lips, sure A100B could hear me. “Take the Fouetter from your belt, Q437B,” she breathed in my ear. T987A stared at me in disbelief. I squeezed my eyes shut, knowing they were ready to beat my grandmother, beat her fervently until almost all the blood seeped from her. And then save her without numbing the pain to prepare to do it again. I didn’t know what would happen to T987A after this. I tried to reason with myself. I couldn’t get out of this. T987A was much stronger than my grandmother. I had endured twenty lashes, he could withstand at least that. My throat constricted as I fought to keep from vomiting or crying, not sure which would be worse right now. I pleaded with my eyes as his locked with mine to forgive me. I loosened the Fouetter, never taking my gaze from his. “I’m sorry,” I mouthed at him and hoped he could read my lips, my desperation, my turmoil, and my devastation. The Guerriers hoisted him on the platform and pushed him down, forcing him to his knees and rounding his back to give me maximum exposure. The Fouetter was heavy in my hands, much heavier than when we’d trained, as if it’d been filled with lead. The Guerriers wielded it effortlessly; I had wielded it effortlessly on innocent tile. I licked my lips, bit my tongue hard enough to taste metallic blood, now infused with the abundance of saliva. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered, my voice hitched by the tears now freely falling. There were too many to keep at bay. They fell from my eyes and dripped into T987A’s hair as I hovered over him, holding the Fouetter at my side. My whisper was loud enough for him to hear me, for the Guerriers holding him, and possibly the closest people to the platform. A100B heard it, her infuriated breath sounding in my ear. The Elders heard. Q437A’s hand grabbed my right arm owning the Fouetter. “I will help you, Q437B. As my partner and fellow soldier, I will aid you in punishing this betrayer!” I knew Q437A’s words were being fed to him as well. I went numb. He wouldn’t let me release the Fouetter. Instead his hand clenched over mine on the Fouetter, making sure I didn’t let go. He raised my arm high in the air. I sucked in a deep breath and held it in, biting the inside of my cheek as he drove my arm down, the Fouetter whistling in the air. I squeezed my eyes shut. The leather strips made contact with T987A’s back, the contact vibrating through the handle of the Fouetter. He screamed. Q437A raised my arm again high above my head and forcefully slammed it back down. The whip cracked against T987A; his cry echoed. Tears seeped from my locked eyes. I gulped, trying to hide the hiccups of sobs escaping from me. I wanted to scream, to cry out. To use my three-day training and throw my elbow back into Q437A’s chest to knock him off balance. And then attack him, knock him to the ground and beat the life out of him. Q437A kept raising my arm above my head and swinging it down so the Fouetter lashed T987A’s back. I didn’t count the times Q437A repeated the motion to cruelly whip T987A. Finally, the Elder’s voice boomed again over the Rotonde. Q437A had raised my arm high in the air again, readying for another blow. “That is enough!” he demanded. “By the mercy in us, T987A has served his punishment of thirty lashes. May the scars remind him of his transgressions and how we saved him today from the Meurtre. T987A, we implore you to become pure again.”
Courtney’s love for writing started pretty much when she learned to read, which her mother would tell you was a feat in itself back when she was in the first grade. Once she aced those flashcards with vocabulary words, Courtney’s writing took off. And her love with it. In school, she was always writing short stories on a word processor (What?? Word processor with floppy disks?). Oh yes, she literally had a card filing case full of floppy disks. Now getting her Doctorate in social work, she’s used this education to help her write some of the gritty issues entwined in her stories. When Courtney isn’t writing her next book while drinking coffee, you can find her doing homework (drag) with chocolate chip flavored coffee, reading series of books (because school books are only so interesting) while drinking pumpkin flavored coffee, playing with her little boy, or daydreaming of future beach houses while drinking some other scrumptious flavor of coffee.
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