About the Book
Author: Amy Boyles
Genre: Dystopian Romance
Ten years ago, Drian Becker underwent the Rendering, a humiliating body exam imposed upon the masses by her father, a commander in the Patriot Army. Being a high ranking official’s daughter, Drian thought she was safe from the practice—not so. Her father’s betrayal left her emotionally scarred and dishonored.
It’s now 2098. Drian hasn’t thought about the Rendering since she became leader of a rebel faction—mostly because she’s an expert at hiding her feelings behind a thick outer wall of badass attitude.
All that changes when Colvin Hinton walks into her camp. With his easy swagger and even easier demeanor, Colvin makes being a rebel look good enough to taste. But when Drian finds herself tangled in his charms she lets down her guard, giving an old enemy the chance to take her out once and for all.
If loving a man is this dangerous, would Drian have been better off remaining in the clutches of her father and living with the scars of being RENDERED?
After living in Chicago, Louisville and New York, Amy finally settled in North Alabama with her husband. Along with writing, she has a passion for cooking ridiculously fattening food and complaining about weight gain. She loves to connect with readers.
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RENDERED – A Dark Revolution Novella – Book 2 – can be purchased here. Here’s the actual link: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00UB8I4UE
UNLIKELY REBEL – A Dark Revolution Novella – Book 1 – can be purchased here.
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“Do the rest of you want what Liam says? Do you want to raid the arsenal at Brenton? Because I promise you, it won’t be as easy as he makes it out to be, not by a long shot. Not without more bodies and better knowledge. Do we know when the guards change shifts? Do we know all their positions? We need someone on the inside, someone who can provide us with intimate details of the daily runnings of things. Right now we’re going in blind. Are half of you prepared to die? Because that’s what’ll happen if we do this haphazard. But if all of you want to go in, we can do it. I’ll agree to send half of you to your deaths, but you must give me time to increase our forces so that when I’ve lost most of you, we can still rebuild this camp and keep surviving.”
Liam snorted. “Always simply surviving. I want more than just survival, Drian. And I’m not the only one. You’ve had plenty of time to come up with a plan to make our lives better. How much more time do you need?” He turned toward the gathered crowd. “How long will we listen to excuses?”
A few responded to Liam’s question. Though not many, it was enough to know the sentiment would catch on. Drian needed a way out of this. She didn’t agree with Liam, but soon they would all want more action and she needed to be the voice of reason.
“If you can’t deliver, maybe you shouldn’t be leading us.”
The fire caught on a new log and intensified. Drian felt the heat wash over her, flushing her face and body with its energy. She let it fuel her words. “Then let’s do it. Let’s form a plan, go in and attack the fort. We have, what, fifty people? Not including the children, of course. Let’s send them all in, and when Becker’s men capture us—because he will; there’s a few hundred guarding the place—who will rescue us? The children we’ve left behind?”
They were silent, the only sound being the crack of the flames. She watched their faces turn from ignorant pride to shame.
“I might be able to help you with that.”
Fifty heads whipped in the direction of the darkness, hers included. A man emerged from the forest with the predation of a bobcat. Wearing breeches, boots, a button-down shirt and a sage-green coat with wooden buttons, he made standard-issue clothing look appealing. Almost sensual. As he stood in a corner of the firelight, Drian noted his dark blond hair, fiercely sharp eyes and quiet confidence that almost knocked her over. It must’ve done the same to everyone else there, for no one said one word.
He smiled, his eyes twinkling. “Join me and my men, and we can take the fort. We can change this from a rebellion of skirmishes to an actual uprising.”a Rafflecopter giveaway