Book & Author Details:
by Kristin Smith
(The Deception Game #2)
Published by: Clean Teen Publishing
Publication date: April 25th 2017
Genres: Dystopian, Young Adult
The epic tale of Sienna Preston continues in this second installment of the exhilarating Deception Game series.
Seventeen-year-old Sienna is no stranger to heartache and loss. But this time, it’s different; someone―or something―has tampered with a loved one’s memories, and she’s determined to get answers.
The trail leads her to the glittering skyscrapers and modern luxuries of Rubex, the Capital of Pacifica, where she infiltrates the government’s Agency for Intelligence and Genetics. But answers are not always easy to come by, especially when her own memories may have been altered. Luckily, Zane Ryder is there to help her put the pieces back together, his devotion and concern muddying the waters between friendship and something more.
When Sienna gets too close to uncovering dark Agency secrets, she’s framed for the murder of a prominent government official, sending her on the run. Sienna’s heart may be torn about who she loves, but none of that really matters anymore―because the only thing that awaits her now is a death sentence.
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Kristin Smith writes young adult contemporary and science fiction novels. When she’s not writing, you can find her dreaming about the beach, beating her boys at Just Dance, or belting out karaoke (from the comfort of her own home). Kristin currently resides in the middle-of-nowhere North Carolina with her husband and five incredibly loud but extremely cute boys. To read more about her obsession with YA novels or her addiction to chocolate, you can visit her at kristinsmithbooks.com.
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I believe she views herself differently because she isn’t genetically modified, but I hope she knows I don’t care about that. I’ve never met anyone like her, genetically modified or not.
Because it’s too tempting and because I’m tired of denying myself, I take her hand in mine, the warmth of it running through me.
“Listen, genetic modification is something I have. It isn’t who I am.” I turn her arm over and inspect the brown spots on her arm, the same ones that are sprinkled over her nose and along her cheeks. “Take these brown spots for example.”
She wrinkles her nose. “My freckles?”
“Yes, your freckles.” I’ve heard the term, of course, but haven’t been around many people who have them. Just one more thing I adore about Sienna—one more thing that makes her different. I rub my finger over her arm, the movie in the background creating dancing shadows. “These freckles are something you have, but they don’t define who you are.”
She tries to pull her arm away, but I won’t let her. “I hate my freckles,” she says. “They’re ugly.”
To prove a point, I lift up her arm and kiss one freckle and then another. “I like them. They’re unique. They’re beautiful.” I look at her then, and the lights from the movie turn her green eyes catlike. “Just like you.”