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Introducing:
Sammy Salami
Skate or Soul
A New YA Urban Fantasy Series by Dave Alto
Meet Sammy Salami
East L.A.’s slickest skater, 18-year-old Sammy Salami is equal parts charm, grit, and Spanglish swagger. With his mom’s vintage cedar deck under his feet and a crew that’s ride-or-die, Sammy grinds rails, tags murals, and accidentally opens portals to Aztec underworlds. When a ghost ramp appears at 3:33 a.m., he’s forced to pay supernatural debts—one trick, one tag, one soul at a time. Armed with tacos al pastor, abuela’s voicemails, and a skateboard that channels ancestral magic, Sammy proves the streets belong to the living…and the dead who refuse to stay buried.
Book 1: The Mural Prophecy
Out [Winter 2025] – The 250-page paperback coming soon!
Five nights. Five debts. One city on the brink. When a cursed ramp drags Sammy into a spiral of bleeding graffiti, ghost races, and a subway that runs backward through time, he discovers East L.A.’s murals hide an Aztec calendar prophecy. With his coder genius Jules, DJ Marco, poet Luz, and a jaguar spirit that won’t take “no” for an answer, Sammy must return what was stolen—before the barrio drowns in its own past.
Skate or Soul: The Mural Prophecy is Stranger Things on wheels, Coco with kickflips, and a love letter to Latino resilience. Perfect for fans of Cemetery Boys, The Getaway, and anyone who believes the best stories start with a dare.
“Ollie into the shadows. Grind for the city’s soul.”
Short Story Teaser Sample; Free PDF file
Sammy Salami
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Ghost Rails
Coming Soon
GHOST RAILS
Coming 3:17 a.m. – Winter 2026
The rail wasn’t there yesterday. Now it bleeds gold and remembers everything.
Sammy Salami just wanted one clean grind behind Mi Tierra Market. Instead he unlocked the city’s secret spine—a network of ghost rails that replay your worst memories, steal your future, and erase the people you love most.
To save his crew, Sammy must grind the final rail— the one carved from his own heart.
One betrayal. One pregnancy. One suicide note dated next week.
When the sunrise hits the pupusería roof, four silhouettes vanish from his mind forever. But the Polaroid in his pocket still shows them laughing, horchata raised, faces glowing gold.
Some rails are worth forgetting. Some friends aren’t.
Your memories are next. 🛹💔
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