LIFEL1K3 - DEV1AT3 (Deviate)
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From bestselling author Jay Kristoff comes the second installment in the LIFEL1K3 trilogy--hailed by Marie Lu as "a breathless, action-packed exploration of what humanity really means."
In the wake of a climactic battle in the ruined city...
In the wake of a climactic battle in the ruined city...
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From bestselling author Jay Kristoff comes the second installment in the LIFEL1K3 trilogy--hailed by Marie Lu as "a breathless, action-packed exploration of what humanity really means." In the wake of a climactic battle in the ruined city of Babel, two former best friends suddenly find themselves on opposite sides of the same quest. Eve is torn between the memories of the girl she was, and the synthetic she's discovered herself to be. Together with her lifelike "siblings," Eve sets out to find the real Ana Monrova, whose DNA is the key to building an army of lifelikes. Meanwhile, Eve's best friend, Lemon, is coming to terms with a power that she has long denied--and that others want to harness as a weapon. When she meets a strange boy named Grimm, he offers to lead her out of the horror-ridden landscape and to an enclave of other abnorms like herself. There, Lemon quickly finds a sense of belonging--and perhaps even love--among the other genetic deviates. But all is not what it seems, and with enemies and friends, heroes and villains wearing interchangeable faces, Lemon, too, will join the race to locate Ana Monrova before her former best friend can get to her.
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Are these people defective? Lemon Fresh winced as another explosion burst against their hull. The world shook and her brainmeats ached and she was beginning to wonder if getting up this morning had been such a fizzy idea. The heavy armor they were encased in held fast, but the boom was still deafening, echoing around her skull. She could barely hear Ezekiel s shout from the driver s seat below.
Their rockets seem to be working just fine!
Lemon pulled her helmet down harder, yelling over the splodies. Dimples, when you convinced me to jack this thing, it was on the understanding that nobody d be stupid enough to pick a fight with a tank!
I didn t think anyone was!
Another explosion burst against their roof, and Lemon held on to her gunner s seat for dear life. Okay, I hate to be the one to break this to you, but--
Look, if you re that worried, you could always shoot them back!
I m fifteen years old! I dunno how to shoot with a t--
Another explosion cut Lemon s sentence off, but from the swearing she heard down in the driver s cabin, she was pretty sure Zeke got the gist. She looked into the vidscreens at her gunner s controls, heart sinking as she noticed their hull was now on fire, that another rocket team had joined the first in trying to murderize them, and finally decided that, yeah, crawling out of bed today?
Really bad move.
We re allllll gonna die, she muttered.
It d seemed like a pretty sensible plan at the time, too. . . .
They d motored from Babel Tower less than five hours ago, and talking true, Lemon was still trying to wrap her head around it all. The throwdown with Gabriel and his lifelikes. The blood on the chrome. The murder of Silas Carpenter. The look in Eve s eyes as the bullet wounds in her chest slowly knitted closed.
What s happening to me?
Lemon had thought of Silas as her own
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grandpa, and the memory of his death was a fresh, hard kick to her chest. But right on top of Mister C s murder had come the revelation that the girl Lemon had known for two years, the girl she thought of as her bestest . . . that girl was a robot. Eve wasn t Eve at all. She was a lifelike, modeled after Nicholas Monrova s lost and youngest daughter, Ana.
True cert, and strange as it was, Lemon couldn t give a faulty credstik if her bestest was a bot. Growing up in Dregs, you learned to stick by your friends no matter what. Rule Number One in the Scrap:
Stronger together, together forever.
But Eve . . .
After all the years and all the spills and all the hurt . . .
. . . She still sent me away.
Lemon hadn t wanted to bail. But her radiation gear had been wrecked in the tussle, and the reactor in Babel Tower was still leaking--she didn t know how many rads she d sucked up already. And whatever her feelings on the topic, Cricket wouldn t let her stick around anyways. The First Law of Robotics just wouldn t allow him to. So, with tears streaming down her face, she and Cricket and Ezekiel had slunk away from the heart of that hollow tower, away from the Myriad supercomputer that contained every one of Nicholas Monrova s dirty secrets, and away from the girl who was nothing close to a girl at all.
They d had their pick of vehicles in the GnosisLabs armory. In the end, Ezekiel had settled on a grav-tank, big and bulky and bristling with guns. It d be slower going, but the tank s cushion of magnetized particles would handle
True cert, and strange as it was, Lemon couldn t give a faulty credstik if her bestest was a bot. Growing up in Dregs, you learned to stick by your friends no matter what. Rule Number One in the Scrap:
Stronger together, together forever.
But Eve . . .
After all the years and all the spills and all the hurt . . .
. . . She still sent me away.
Lemon hadn t wanted to bail. But her radiation gear had been wrecked in the tussle, and the reactor in Babel Tower was still leaking--she didn t know how many rads she d sucked up already. And whatever her feelings on the topic, Cricket wouldn t let her stick around anyways. The First Law of Robotics just wouldn t allow him to. So, with tears streaming down her face, she and Cricket and Ezekiel had slunk away from the heart of that hollow tower, away from the Myriad supercomputer that contained every one of Nicholas Monrova s dirty secrets, and away from the girl who was nothing close to a girl at all.
They d had their pick of vehicles in the GnosisLabs armory. In the end, Ezekiel had settled on a grav-tank, big and bulky and bristling with guns. It d be slower going, but the tank s cushion of magnetized particles would handle
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Autoren-Porträt von Jay Kristoff
Jay Kristoff is the New York Times and internationally bestselling author of THE LOTUS WAR, THE ILLUMINAE FILES, and THE NEVERNIGHT CHRONICLE. He is the winner of five Aurealis Awards and an ABIA, was a nominee for the David Gemmell Morningstar and Legend Awards, has been named multiple times to the Kirkus Reviews and Amazon Best Teen Books lists, and is published in over twenty-five countries, most of which he has never visited. He is as surprised about all of this as you are. He is 6'7" and has approximately 13,030 days to live. He resides in Melbourne with his secret-agent, kung-fu assassin wife and the world's laziest Jack Russell. He does not believe in happy endings. Follow Jay on jaykristoff.com or at @misterkristoff.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Jay Kristoff
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 12 Jahre
- 2019, Internationale Ausgabe, 448 Seiten, Maße: 13,9 x 20,8 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Knopf Books for Young Readers
- ISBN-10: 059311843X
- ISBN-13: 9780593118436
- Erscheinungsdatum: 25.06.2019
Sprache:
Englisch
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