Release Blitz: The Other Side of Gravity

The Other Side of Gravity
by Shelly Crane
 The Oxygen Series, Book One


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My name is Maxton and I’m a trader.


I live on a soulless planet where gravity, oxygen, and everything else are sold to the highest bidder on the black market. People are sold on the black market, too. You have to work really hard not to become one of those people. Pay your taxes, keep your friends and family close, and more than anything else—don’t get caught by the Militia. But all the rules changed for me the day I found her.
My name is Sophelia and I’m a stowaway.
I’ve been a slave for almost as long as I can remember. Waiting for the one day, one second, for my proprietor to turn his head so I could run and never look back. Now I’m on the run. And on a planet where no one is on your side and people would turn you in for a good meal or a piece of a silver, being on the run on Landu is the last place you want to be. Until he found me.
I won’t survive without him.
I can’t breathe without her.


“This’ll work. Thank you, Maxton.”

My eyebrows lifted. “You got some mind
powers I don’t know about?”
She gave me a funny look, but added a
small smile. That smile… Holy. Wow. “You gave me your shirt. Unless you’re also
a slave, you have your own clothes.”
I absentmindedly reached back to rub the
tag with my name in it on my shirt. “That’s right. Sorry. And what’s your
“You want to know my name?” she barely
I grinned. “It’s only fair.”
She took a breath, looking at my mouth for
a moment. I wondered the last time that anyone had smiled at her.
“Sophelia.” She laughed once, but it was
more of sadness than anything funny. “I haven’t said my name in years.”
That rocked me to my core. “What did your
proprietor call you?” And I immediately regretted that question.
She smiled, but again it was the opposite
of her actual emotion. “You don’t want to know.”
I gulped, knowing I needed to get away
from her.
Right now.
“Hey, I’m sure you’re tired. Why don’t you
take a nap or something while I go get my work done? When you wake up, we’ll be
She must have noticed the off
change in my tone, but just looked at me before going to my bed. “Okay.” She
laid down, facing the wall, and sighed so deeply. “A bed,” I heard her mutter.
“Wow, I’d forgotten.”

I left without another word.
I leaned against the wall outside my room,
the back of my head to the wall, and stayed there for a minute. A couple of
Havard’s regulars walked by, but I said nothing to them. He always had workers
here and there, but I was his right hand and everybody knew it.
I went up to the top floor, pressed my
thumb to the scanner, and went inside. Havard used the old technologies. He
said it was cheap and gave the illusion of safety. If someone was dumb enough
to crack through his security, then they’d meet their maker soon rather than
later for being than dumb.
“Havard!” I called.
“Get in here, boy. Maybe we want to
postpone our shipment for a day.”
“What?” I said, the shock evident in my
voice. There was no reason I could think of that Havard would make his
shipments late. None. Except silver.
“A slave escaped.”
I schooled my face. I was good at that. I
crossed my arms. “So. Slaves escape sometimes. Who cares?”
“Someone apparently. This slave is worth a
pretty silver.” He flipped the screen hanging over his desk around so I could
see it. There she was. The redheaded beauty. And next to her face was a number
I never thought I’d see in my lifetime.”
I gulped. “Why is she worth so much?”
“Why does it matter? I bet if we stayed a
night longer, was a little late on our shipments, we could find her. I’ll split
the finder’s fee with you.”
That silver…would change my life, would
change so much for me. Could I really let one conversation with this girl take
away everything I’ve worked my whole life for?
I steeled my back and face, thought about
the one girl who did mean something
to me back home. This girl on this ship meant nothing to me, but that girl back
home was my life. I barely knew her anymore because I’d been gone so long, but
she was everything and I needed this money to save her. I remembered that as I
uttered my next word and condemned the girl in my room to hell.
“Funny this should pop up on your screen,
Havard.” I grinned my best evil grin. “I was just coming to find you.”
He grinned back, not knowing why, but
knowing he was about to make some silver. “Why was that?”
“The girl?” I nodded toward the picture.
“She stowed away in the ship.” I leaned in with my knuckles on his desk. “She’s
in my room, right now.”
“You’re joking,” he barked.
“About silver? Never.”
leaned back and smiled before jumping up from his seat. “Let’s go, crook.”


bestselling author from a small town in Georgia and loves everything about the
south. She is wife to a fantastical husband and stay-at-home mom to two boisterous
and mischievous boys who keep her on her toes. She hoards paperbacks, devours
sweet tea, searches year-round for candy corn, and loves to spend time with her
family and friends, go out to eat at new restaurants, site-see in the new areas
they travel to, listen to music, and, of course, loves to read, but doesn’t
have much time to these days with all the characters filling her head begging
to come out. She is author to over twenty books and counting!

Her own books happen by accident and she revels
in the writing and imagination process. She doesn’t go anywhere without her
notepad for fear of an idea creeping up and not being able to write it down
immediately, even in the middle of the night, where her best ideas are born.




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