Reconnaissance
(Paradise Reclaimed #2)
by
Aubrie Dionne
YA
Sci-Fi/Futuristic Romance
Categories:
Post-Apocalyptic/Dystopian
Publisher:
Inkspell Publishing
Release
Date: May 1, 2013
Heat
Level: Sweet
Word
Count: 50,000
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Description:
Nova
Williams has lost her one shot at Lieutenanthood and at love.
Lieutenant Crophaven has promoted her rival, Andromeda, all because
her lifemate, Sirius, sacrificed their mission to win back
Andromeda’s love.
While
sneaking out to prove Andromeda is a fake, Nova finds an alien ship
hovering over their colony. Lieutenant Crophaven assigns her to a
reconnaissance mission, giving her a second chance to redeem herself.
Sirius must fly her and a research team to the vessel to decide if
they are a threat. Thrown together with the lifemate that betrayed
her, she battles with her own jealousy while her team battles for
their lives.
Can
she forgive Sirius in order to save her team and warn her colony?
Aubrie
grew up watching the original Star
Wars movies over and over until she
could recite and reenact every single scene in her backyard. She also
loved The Goonies, Star Trek the Next
Generation--favorite character was
Data by far--and Indiana Jones.
But, her all time favorite movie was The
Last Unicorn. She still wonders why
the unicorn decided to change back to a unicorn in the end.
Excerpt:
A
drone, as deep and low as the growl of a primordial beast, resonated
in my gut and I yanked my hand away. My heart sped like someone had
fired a starter gun to a race, and my chest tightened until I
couldn’t breathe.
That
blaring blasphemy wasn’t from my ship.
The
sound tapered off, leaving me in silence. I stared at the bones,
wondering if I’d imagined it, or if I should hide here in the ruins
in case the sound came back.
What
am I doing? I’m a team expedition leader, for crying out loud!
I
pulled myself back together. Everyone else was attending the ceremony
on the ship. The thick hull, designed to protect us from deep space,
blocked all sounds from the outside world. I was the only one who
would have heard it. The only one who could investigate. I thought
about going back for help, but every second I delayed, the source of
the sound could disappear. Besides, I didn’t want the credit taken
away from me. Not this time.
I
scrambled to the window and climbed over the ledge, throwing myself
down so fast my ankles exploded in pain. Cursing, I hobbled up the
embankment of the excavation site. The sound boomed around me,
vibrating the crystals underneath my feet. I fell to my knees and
covered my ears. It reminded me of warping metal, growling monsters,
and screeching alarms all at the same time.
The
sound came from the jungle. I pulled myself up the incline and peered
over the edge. A dry, fiery breeze blew my hair back, and I looked
above the rustling canopy.
My
heart stammered then beat into a frenzy. A massive ring of a ship,
twice as large as the New Dawn,
hovered over the jungle. Spires jutted from the top and the bottom,
like a two-sided pin cushion. Blinking reddish lights adorned the
ends. The hull was a dull gray shield of impenetrable metal with no
sight panels or markings of any kind.
The
buzzing sound made my eardrums throb. I pressed my nose up against
the crystal ledge and peered over as my whole body shook. The lowest
spire, thick as a nuclear reactor, lengthened from the belly of the
ship until the tip hovered a meter from the jungle canopy. A trap
door opened, and a beam of white light seared a hole in the foliage.
The smell of burnt vines choked my throat, and I cowered against the
side of the ledge.
I
have to warn the ship.
Aubrie
wrote in her junior high yearbook that she wanted to be “a concert
flutist” when she grew up. She majored in flute performance at the
University of New Hampshire on a full scholarship, then secured two
teaching jobs at a University and a local community music school.
While playing in orchestras and teaching, stories popped into her
head, and she used them to make the music come alive for her flute
students. Her students said they were so good, she had to write them
down! Maybe they were right, who knows? Two careers seems to keep her
busy. For now.
She
is represented by Dawn
Dowdle and writes sweet and adventurous
fantasy, science fiction, and contemporary romance.
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