Friday, September 18, 2015

Book Blitz ~ Fractured Suns by Theresa Kay

Fractured Suns
(Broken Skies #2)
by Theresa Kay
Publication date: September 18th 2015
Genres: Post-Apocalyptic, Young Adult

We came in peace. Lie.
We had no role in the Collapse. Lie.
I have always been honest. Lie.
I never lied to her. Truth.

Reunited with her brother, and surrounded by Flint, Peter and her new-found grandfather, Jax Mitchell has still never felt more alone. The choice to follow Rym back to the city to find answers and see Lir is an easy one, but their reunion is cut short and Jax is forced to leave Lir behind. She finds herself traveling with some unexpected companions and heading back toward a place she’d hoped to never see again.

After being imprisoned—and tortured—on the orders of his uncle, Lir hasn’t seen daylight or linked to anyone in weeks. After a lifetime of connection, the pain and loneliness is almost too much to bear. Elated that Jax actually came, Lir finds renewed hope and strength to continue fighting his uncle’s influence over the E’rikon, even when things look hopeless and Lir’s been branded a traitor by the very people he’s trying to save.

While Jax and Lir fight separate battles, their missions have more in common than they realize. It’s a race against time to stop men driven only by greed and power. But the people they trust the most might be the very people working against them—and “family” doesn’t mean what it used to. Will they recognize their friends from their enemies in time to save the people they love or will they lose each other in the process?

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When the truck disappears down the driveway, I straighten, take the three steps to Flint, and place my hand on his shoulder.
“I don’t like this,” Flint says. “He doesn’t act like himself when Jastren’s around.”
I squeeze his bicep. “I know. I think it’s new to him still. The mental connection can be… overwhelming.”
“But even when you were with Lir—” He tilts his head and cracks his knuckles. “Sorry. It’s just… you never acted like that. You were always you, even when he was around. But Jace… It’s like he’s some other person, like he’s not the guy I fell in love with anymore. I miss him.”
My heart floods with sympathy. I wish I knew how to fix this, but the only thing I can think of to say is, “He’s been through a lot.”
Flint raises his head and meets my eyes. “So have you.”
I shrug. “I don’t know what you want me to say. Do I think he’s acting strangely? Yes. But I also think it will work itself out.” My mouth tilts up and I nudge him with my shoulder. “I mean, look how far I’ve come. It just took time.”
A grateful smile appears on his lips and he throws an arm over my shoulders, tugging me to his side. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” I sigh. “And I’m sorry for putting you in the middle of all our battles.”
He chuckles and pulls me closer. “All a part of sibling rivalry, right?” Moving his arm away, he clasps his hands together over his chest and dramatically flutters his eyes. “Fighting over poor little me? At least I know you care.”
I smack his arm. “Hey, it’s not my fault my family’s dysfunctional.”
“Dysfunctional?” He lifts his eyebrows. “Nah, you two are the most functional family I know. You might fight, but you love each other.”
“Don’t you mean us three? You aren’t getting out of this. Now you’re my brother too.”
His eyes soften and a grin takes over his face. “I always wanted a pesky little sister.”

The only person she knows who had a subscription to Writer's Digest at eleven and was always excited to write research papers, Theresa has been putting words to paper since a young age. Living in the mountains of central Virginia with her husband and two kids, she works as a paralegal by day, binges on Netflix at night and finds bits of time in between reading almost everything she can get her hands on and laundry to craft stories that tend to feature broken characters in sci-fi or paranormal worlds, with a touch of romance thrown in for good measure.

She's constantly lost in one fictional universe or another and is a self-proclaimed "fangirl" who loves being sucked in to new books or TV shows. Theresa originally wanted to write horror novels as an ode to her childhood passion for Stephen King novels, but between her internal Muse's ramblings and the constant praise for her sci-fi pieces from her writer's group - The Rebel Writers - she knew she should stick with what was working.

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