Book Info
Title- Uprising
Series- The Dolan Prophecies
Series Book #1
By- Allana Kephart & Melissa
Simmons
Publication Date- April 18th,
2014
Genre- New Adult Dystopian
Blurb
The year 2102--the world as it was no longer exists. Ravaged
by nuclear war and polluted almost to the point of no return, Earth was dying.
When the faeries came and brought their healing magic, humanity was grateful at
first. Centuries of damage repaired in just five years, and during the course
of that rehabilitation, they invaded. Quietly overthrown, the human race is now
enslaved. The majority doesn’t even realize they have no free will. Branded,
herded and kept only to further the agendas of the Fae Courts, humanity could
be facing extinction.
But a resistance is coming…
Fianna Dolan has
spent her entire young life preparing herself for an uprising against the Fae.
One scorching summer night Fi's parents leave and never return. Thrust into a
position of power she never expected, Fi struggles with her new position and
the responsibility it entails. When a secretive fae man known only as Flint
breaches the city’s defenses claiming he can help, Fi begins to doubt
everything she's ever considered truth. As betrayals and deception come to
light, will Fi want the answers she’s been seeking, or will trusting Flint lead
to her destruction?
Excerpt
Once we get inside, I lead the way to what was the petites department back when the store was still doing business. I plan on grabbing what I need first and then heading to the men’s area so Flint can look around and I can pick up Eir’s things. Quick and efficient, I’ve done this many times in my life. Eir and I have been coming on these excursions for years and we are a well-oiled machine. What I didn’t count on was Flint.
When we were outdoors he was always well outside of my personal space, which is how I like things. For some reason the moment we step inside the store, I can feel him standing just slightly too close for my comfort. Every time I turn or stop, he’s right there; much too close and smirking at me when we almost brush into each other. By the time we get to the department I need, I’m flustered and blushing and I can’t quite put my finger on the exact reason why. I only know he needs to take three giant steps back from me so I can breathe again. I am practically jogging in my effort to keep space between us as I head to the display table of jeans and grab up three pairs in my size. They’ll all be too long, but I learned to hem things a long time ago and at least one pair will be made into shorts. I hear Flint chuckling softly to himself and bite my tongue to keep from asking him what the hell is so damned funny.
Stretched far beyond the normal parameters of my tolerance, I grab up an assortment of tank tops and tee shirts and fold them into one of the tote bags without noting anything but their size. I’m about to head to the intimates department when I remember the irksome faery dogging my every step and stop abruptly. Said faery comes to a stop so close behind me that I can feel his breath on the back of my head, and I feel goosebumps break out over my skin. His chuckling has gained volume now, and I whirl around and spit out, “What in the world is so funny?” before I can stop myself.
He staggers back a couple steps. "I'm sorry, but..." He’s doubled over laughing now as he chokes out, "Considering you're someone who always has her panties in a bunch, I never would have guessed you went commando. That's what's so funny."
I feel all the blood rush to my face, and for a moment all I can do is sputter incoherently. Then I manage, “My panties are none of your concern!” and think for a brief second about whacking him with the full tote bag I am clutching in my hand. I would really like to push him down the defunct escalator and watch as he breaks his neck, but instead I stomp to the intimates department, grab a few pairs of the boy shorts I wear and stuff them in my bag. Flint is still doubled over where I left him, chortling at his little joke. My hands are shaking but I breathe deeply and return to him; throwing an empty bag at his arrogant face before saying, “The men’s department is upstairs,” and walking away from him before I give in to my inner urge to kick him in the shins.
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About the Authors
Allana Kephart has been
making things up and bending people to her will from a very young age. She loves animals and reading and spends a
large amount of time thinking up ways to torment her characters. She shares a
brain, a love of coffee and the color purple with her alter ego/best
friend/co-author, Melissa Simmons.
Melissa Simmons is an
avid reader who married her soul mate and is the proud mother of a spoiled
cat. She spends her days helping promote
independent authors and doing what the voices in her head tell her to. She
shares a brain, a love of coffee and the color purple with her alter ego/best
friend/co-author, Allana Kephart.
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