Fractured Suns by Theresa Kay
(Broken Skies #2)
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?
I straighten and move forward until my face is inches from Rym’s. “It’s been over three weeks. Why bother now? I’m not the same girl Lir fooled into believing him. Does he think he’s going to talk circles around me again? Trick me? For what purpose?”
“Why do you automatically assume the worst? Do you not realize what you shared?” Rym’s next words leak through clenched teeth. “Of course you do not realize—because you know almost nothing about us. You never took the time to learn. And you refuse to listen when someone tries to explain.” His eyes harden. “Tell me, Jax, what repercussions have you suffered from the broken bond? Any at all? Stellan and Vira are dead. Lir’s sister is a prisoner, a pretty bauble for my father to use to force his cooperation. Do you have any idea where he has been in that time? What my father has done to him? You hold all this anger toward Lir and you do not consider what he has lost. You have no idea what he has given up to protect you. And still you question his loyalty? How can you be so selfish?”
I flinch, and the last word echoes in my brain. I thought I was protecting myself from further hurt by pushing Lir out, by trying to forget… but was I just being selfish instead?
“Back off,” Flint says. “She’s been through a lot too.”
Rym cocks his head and sends a glare at Flint. “She did not seem overly upset when I arrived. Are human affections that fickle?” Disgust curls his lips. With a brisk shake of his head, he steps back. “This was a mistake. I will not bother you again.” He presses his lips together and then lowers his chin in a graceful nod. “Farewell and good journey.” He spins and stalks off into the trees.
About The Author
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.