by Christine Manzari
Genre: YA Dystopian
Release Date: October 17th 2016
Summary:
After a terrorist attack that caused more than 29 million deaths in the US, the government created the Sophisticates—genetically modified children designed to become the perfect soldiers. The Sophisticates were given abilities that made them faster, smarter, and stronger. The only thing they weren’t given was freedom.
But is anything ever truly perfect?
Seventeen-year-old Cleo has been a Sophisticate her entire life. When she begins to exhibit the ability to cause things to explode with merely a thought, she’s sent to the Academy to develop her deviation. She soon learns that there are other Sophisticates like her, Deviants with lethal skills.
Immersed in a deadly game of supernatural powers and dubious motives, Cleo doesn’t know who to trust. Ozzy, the golden boy of the Sophisticates program, insists that Cleo should abandon training her deviation. His fierce interest in Cleo only makes her more determined to avoid him.
As Cleo is pulled deeper into her role as a human weapon, all she truly wants is to be free, but there's more danger than she ever realized. There are some things that even the government doesn’t know and when the mistakes of the past are revealed and the Deviants start fighting back, no one is safe.
Fans of X-men and The Darkest Minds will enjoy this dystopian trilogy.
Individual Books in the Series (click on images for Goodreads links):
Excerpt:
Access
Denied
What did I do wrong? This
worked earlier. I was in earlier.
I tried again, starting over and going through the same process,
wishing I had downloaded the files when I first found them.
Why didn’t I do that?
My fingers angrily attacked the keyboard, searching for a way back to
those secure files.
Sitting cross-legged on my bed with the laptop nestled on the pillow, I
could feel the panic rising in my chest. All the work I’d done the last few
weeks. All the time spent hunched over these keys. All the meals missed. All
the lies told. I finally found a way in and now I was locked out again. Why?
Tap. Tap. Tap. My fingers briefly hovered over the keys, then I clicked
enter and held my breath.
Access Denied.
The letters were small and innocent as they spanned across the screen,
but I felt the accusation in their simplicity and I felt warm. Too warm.
I punched the bed on either side of my legs with my fists, fighting the
urge to scream in frustration. The laptop slid off the back of the pillow,
falling on the mattress with the keyboard straight up in the air. It looked
like a beetle trapped on its back. If I weren’t so angry, I would’ve laughed.
Instead, I glared at the offending words on the screen as if they were to blame.
Access Denied.
Two little words with so much power. I would just have to try again.
There was a way in. There was always a way in. I slid my hands through my hair,
and then rubbed my palms along the side of my face as I stared at the bed.
Thinking. There was a way. There had to be a way.
The unmistakable “ping” of the computer let me know that a new email
had arrived.
“What is it this time?”
I mumbled, pulling the laptop back up to its pillow perch. More limits to solve? Professor
Garner was notorious for sending extra homework right before Lights Out and I’d
noticed earlier that the workload was lighter than usual. I seriously hoped it
wasn’t an email from Garner; I was in no mood for Calculus.
When my eyes found the new email sitting in the email box, I could feel
my confusion crease into a tight “V” in the skin between my eyes. It wasn’t
from Garner, it was from a Program Security Advisor. I’d never gotten anything
like that before, but given the fact that I’d been trying to hack into password
protected Program files only moments before, I knew it wasn’t good.
An unruly chunk of hair dangled in front of my eyes and I tucked it
behind my ear, wishing I could ignore the email. Sweat trickled down my temple
and slid down the side of my face to my neck.
I was so unbelievably hot right now.
I licked my lips, knowing I couldn’t put it off
any longer. I clicked the link, cringing, expecting the worst.
About the Author
The first thing Christine does when she's getting ready to read a book is to crack the spine in at least five places. She wholeheartedly believes there is no place as comfy as the pages of a well-worn book. She's addicted to buying books, reading books, and writing books. Books, books, books. She also has a weakness for adventure, inappropriate humor, and coke (the caffeinated, bubbly kind). Christine is from Forest Hill, Maryland where she lives with her husband, three kids, and her library of ugly spine books.
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An exciting summary.
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