Blurb:
“Welcome
to immortality in utopia!”
From the moment Damien signed up for a perfect life with ReGen Inc., he didn’t ask any questions. He didn’t want or need to know. But after he’s rebooted this time, there are gaps in his memory he can’t ignore, and people he no longer recognizes are accusing him of betrayal. When someone dies, he’s determined to go looking for answers…but sometimes it really is better to forget.
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Excerpt:
Someone
pounded on his door. Damien jerked out of bed, heart hammering. Had
ReGen realized their mistake? Were they coming to wipe the rest of
his memories?
Reality
swept over him as the last of the fog of sleep faded. He wasn’t a
hermit. People often came to visit, though they weren’t usually so
loud about it.
He
pushed off the bed, a slight stiffness making his movements awkward.
He clipped the doorframe on his way out and cursed at the spike of
pain in his shoulder. Clumsy! The last thing he wanted to do was
damage this new body so soon after a reboot.
“Hold
on!” he yelled at the unknown visitor hell-bent on punching a hole
through his front door.
He
was still clothed from last night, but he paused in front of his
mirror to drag his fingers through the tufts of his dark hair. “Yes,
all right. I’m coming!” He tugged his shirt straight. “Open.”
A
dark-haired woman stumbled through the door and fell against him.
“Damien!”
His
arms circled her by instinct, but the impact sent him staggering back
a step or two. “Whoa!”
She
gazed up at him, her hazel eyes red-rimmed as if from crying, and her
pretty face screwed into wrinkles. “I was so worried. When you
didn’t come over last night…”
“Last
night? Come where?” Her body pressed into his was causing all kinds
of interesting reactions, but confusion overrode them. “Who are
you?”
“Who?”
Her eyes widened, and she jerked out of his embrace. “What’s
wrong with you?”
Fear
swamped him again, a cold that chilled him to the bone. “Diagnostics
says I’m fine.”
“Diagnostics?”
She backed away, as if he’d morphed into the worst kind of monster,
then grabbed his right hand. Damien flinched as she rubbed her thumb
hard over the back of his hand. Over the place where his scar had
been. “Oh…” She dropped his hand, her head still bowed. “Oh,
Damien.”
“What?”
Her
gaze knifed through him, accusing. “You’ve been rebooted.”
Bio:
A
stay-at-home mum of three who spent twelve years working as an
Analytical Chemist in a Metals and Minerals laboratory, Pippa Jay
bases her stories on a lifetime addiction to science-fiction books
and films. Somewhere along the line a touch of romance crept into her
work and refused to leave. In between torturing her plethora of
characters, she spends the odd free moments trying to learn guitar,
indulging in freestyle street dance and drinking high-caffeine
coffee. Although happily settled in historical Colchester in the UK
with her husband of 20 years, she continues to roam the rest of the
Universe in her head.
Pippa Jay is a dedicated member of the SFR Brigade, a community of science fiction romance authors and publishing professionals committed to writing and promoting the very best in the genre.
Pippa Jay is a dedicated member of the SFR Brigade, a community of science fiction romance authors and publishing professionals committed to writing and promoting the very best in the genre.
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– http://www.pippajay.co.uk
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