Today is the cover reveal for Beyond Reach (True Calling #2) by Siobhan Davis. This cover reveal is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours.
Beyond Reach (True Calling #2)
By Siobhan Davis
Genre: Science Fiction/Dystopian Romance
Age category: Young Adult
Release Date: April 30, 2015
Now back on Earth, Ariana is caught in a dangerous crossfire between clandestine rebel organization Clementia and the power-hungry government. Refusing to divulge the location of the secret information entrusted to her by her father, she desperately tries to bargain for her Mom, Lily, and Cal’s rescue. But she’s fighting a losing battle, and the clock is ticking.
Conflicted by evidence of fiancé Cal’s apparent betrayal, she loyally defends him despite her concerns. As she grows closer to ex-boyfriend Zane, her heart is increasingly troubled.
When the stakes are raised, a succession of shocking revelations rocks her world, setting her on a path that will not only change her destiny but the fate of humanity.
Confronted by a memory so abhorrent comes a truth she would do anything to forget.
But some things just can’t be undone.
Beyond Reach is the gripping second novel in the True Calling trilogy, continuing the story of Ariana Skyee in the weeks after she arrives back on Earth.
You can find Beyond Reach on Goodreads
You can pre-order Beyond Reach here:
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First book in this series:
True Calling (True Calling #1)
By Siobhan Davis
Genre: Dystopian/Science Fiction/Romance
Age category: Young Adult
Release Date: August 1, 2014
Planet Novo, nestled in space twelve hundred miles above the surface of the Earth, is the new home of 17-year-old Cadet Ariana Skyee. Confused by the government-sanctioned memory erase and distressed at her impending forced marriage and motherhood, Ariana’s plans for the future are thrown into complete disarray.
As the traumatic events within her family life enfold, Ariana grows increasingly alarmed at the authorities apparent pre-occupation with her and feels progressively more isolated and alone.
Her growing feelings for fellow Cadet Cal Remus intensify as the recently announced pageant, ‘The Calling’, gets underway. Struggling to comprehend the continuous, inexplicable dreams of the mysterious Zane, discovering the past helps shape her future, with devastating personal consequences.
You can find True Calling on Goodreads
True Calling, Book 1 in the Series, is available to purchase exclusively on Amazon at a special promotional price of $0.99 for the 12th and 13th February only. Thereafter the price will increase to $2.99 so pick up a copy while it’s a steal!
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About the Author:
Siobhan Davis is the author of YA science fiction romance series True Calling.
A self-diagnosed ‘teenager forever’—at least when it comes to books, music and movies; Siobhan is totally addicted to teen fiction and superhero/blockbuster movies. Siobhan loves baking, crime novels, shoes, bags, make-up, anti-wrinkle cream, anything pink, Kelly Clarkson, Katy Perry, and Robert Pattinson (definitely Team Edward).
Siobhan has forged a successful corporate career, in Human Resources, over the last twenty years.
A member of the IWI writers group, Siobhan resides in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband and two sons.
Contact Siobhan at: www.siobhandavis.com
You can find and contact Siobhan here:
– Author blog
– Book website
The accusation still haunts me, despite the seemingly undeniable evidence. His betrayal cuts deep. I wouldn’t believe it, except that I’m looking at it with my own two eyes. Cal is on the steps of NSAF, shaking hands with President Calavero as his father looks on proudly from the sidelines. The troubling part is the image pre-dates the commencement of the pageant, ‘The Calling,’ and was weeks before we became an item.
If that’s what we were, because now everything feels like it was fake. But try telling that to my treacherous body, as every part of my being aches for his arms, his lips, and his touch. I hug myself tightly, though it in no way compensates.
Zane, my strangely familiar, yet totally unknown ex-boyfriend, brought the recording to my attention the day after we arrived back on Earth. Stealthily roaming around the Novo government systems, he’d happened across a bunch of confidential files.
The incriminating recording floored me completely. I’ve watched it over and over again, and the pain never lessens. The questions are never-ending. What did he do? And why? Did I mean anything to him at all?
No one would’ve blamed Zane for saying ‘I told you so,’ but he’s taken the moral high ground, not that I’m overly surprised. As we slowly get reacquainted, I can see the many admirable qualities that I fell in love with. Or presumably did, because I still don’t remember any of it. President Calavero and his controlling regime on Planet Novo had seen to that, cruelly wiping all our memories of those we had so easily left behind on Earth.
I’m still trying to de-code it all, much to the frustration and annoyance of Micha Kloon. Chancellor Corrs’ right hand woman is a law unto herself. I used to think Cal was impatient, but he isn’t a patch on the witch; that’s my new name for her, I think it’s rather fitting. We’ve reached a form of ‘stalemate,’ a standoff with Micha Kloon in the red corner and Ariana Skyee in the blue. Except this isn’t a game, and people’s lives are at stake—namely my mom and fourteen-year-old sister Lily. And Cal. Despite what he may, or may not have done, I still desire to get him safely off Novo. But my loved ones are of no consequence to Chancellor Corr, our leader designate. Or to any of the administration in Clementia: the underground resistance movement on Earth, the owners of my new claustrophobic home.
I was utterly shocked when we first landed to see the devastation wrought on Earth by the dual atrocities of Mother Nature and the authorities: Complete towns razed to the ground; buildings and houses leveled; woodlands extinguished; and roads upended. Connecticut is like a shell of its former self—ravaged beyond all recognition, destruction evident around every corner.
Everything the government presented to us on Novo was a lie, deliberate deceptions designed to garner continued support for their power-hungry regime. People were driven out of their homes, their neighborhoods, even their state. Only those who secured work in one of the two approved industries in Northern Connecticut—Ceut or Arma—were permitted to remain here. Everyone else was forced to find work in other states or reside in the ghetto-style warehouses, built in obscure pockets of the worst affected areas. Only basic facilities and infrastructure have been re-established, all part of the government’s plan to keep the downtrodden permanently under foot. These people are no better off than prisoners, virtual slaves in the new world order. My sense of loathing and disgust accelerates with each passing day.
The one resolution I’ve steadfastly adhered to is the one I made that awful day, the day we fled Novo for Earth, without three of the most important people in my life. I refuse to divulge the whereabouts of the precious, stolen information, despite Micha’s many threats. Entrusted to me by my late father, he requested that I safeguard it until I can release it into trustworthy hands. Even without the need for a bargaining tool, I know I’m right to continue to protect it. My sixth sense affirms it.
I don’t trust Clementia. Okay, so maybe I’m generalizing. I don’t trust most of them, certainly not the controlling factions, the part of the organization that I’m supposed to. Something feels wrong, and I’m not going to ignore my psychic warning. But that wasn’t an excuse I gave the witch. I told her I’ll deliver the information when they rescue the others from Novo, but apparently, another salvage mission is totally implausible and far too dangerous. I don’t care about the risk, the ‘how’ or the ‘why,’ just the ‘when.’
Micha’s gone on a daily offensive, trying to twist my mind and destroy all good thoughts I have of Cal. Attempting to mess with my mind is a real sore point, considering what’s gone before. According to Micha, Cal was playing both sides all along and feeding information to President Calavero and Zolt Rada, Operations Director for ‘The Calling’ pageant. She completely over-stepped the mark this morning. “He played you, you silly girl. As if someone like him would fall for someone like you. Even now, you foolishly defend him at the expense of everything we stand for.” I’d relished the zapping sound of the slap as my hand impacted her face. How dare she speak to me like that! Agent Dale had stepped in and diffused the situation before it became a full-on fistfight.
It’s probably not smart to make an enemy of someone like her, but I dislike her intensely, and she certainly knows how to push my buttons. The implication I’m not good enough or attractive enough for Cal hurt. Though, it’s not a new sentiment. There was a time when I used to think like that myself. Raking over old wounds is nothing but painful, particularly when I’m so confused and upset over Cal’s apparent disloyalty.
So, we’re still at an impasse, and nothing is moving forward.
A firm knock on my door interrupts my thinking. Just one rap, his signature knock. “Come on in, Zane, it’s unlocked.”
“Just wondering if you want to go for run?” he asks, stepping into the room.
“Not really.” Focusing on my feet, I’m too ashamed to meet his gaze. I can’t pluck up the courage to go out running—not without Cal. I probably shouldn’t give a damn, not with what he’s accused of, but I can’t switch my emotions off. I’d suspected something was up with Cal those last few weeks on Novo, remembering the aggression that seemed to erupt from nowhere. But I hadn’t ever contemplated the fact that he might be betraying me, that the whole situation was an orchestrated ruse arranged by the government. Sure, we were both guilty of keeping secrets. But was he keeping the biggest secret of all? Was everything we shared together on Novo all part of some plan? Maybe I’m naïve, but I can’t believe he’d do that. I refuse to believe it.