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TEEN TRESE

We apologize for the extreme delay in the release of TRESE: BOOK 3. I just wanted to take this time to explain why it’ll take awhile for the book to come out.



I’ve been tracking the reader response for the past year and I noticed we’re not getting a lot of teens and tweens reading TRESE. I think it’s great that we’re getting college students discussing it in class and that we’re getting feedback from the young adult market. (I’ve even received one or two text messages from friends that even their parents have started reading TRESE.)

Analyzing the sales and box office receipts of books/movies like TWILIGHT and HARRY POTTER, I’ve come to decision to start showing Alexandra Trese during her teen years. Following the formula of those successful properties, I’ll be introducing new characters that may or may not become the love interest of Alexandra.



In Book 3, you’ll get to meet Alobo B’mam, the dark and handsome Prince of Aswang and Jester Guerrero, a rookie cop who happens to be Capt. Guerrero’s nephew. We’ll also get to see the Kambal in their teens and finally find out their secret origin, as well as meet their secret loves: Abrill from Aswang Tribe and Una, from the Elemental Tribe.

So, with all those changes, we’ve had to rewrite and redraw all those pages and that’s why it’ll take us awhile to get the book out. Once again, our apologies.

*** SPOILER ALERT ****

By the way, in TRESE: BOOK 3, a very important character will die. If you can can’t wait and want to find out now, just highlight the rest of the page. I posted the rest of message in white font, so you don’t have to read it if you’re willing to wait for the book.


HAPPY APRIL
FOOL’S DAY!!! BWAHAHAHA!!!
(INSPIRED BY GERRY’S ANNUAL APRIL FOOL’S JOKES)


We hope to give you real updates soon! Stay tuned!

Comments

Mark Rosario said…
Hahaha!... Ngayon ko lang nakita to, ah. Nice one, though, Budj. Nice one :)

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