Reconnaissance (Paradise Reclaimed #2)
by Aubrie Dionne
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.
About the Author
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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