Pestilence (Triple Six #2)
Escape the Barcode. Find Your Freedom.
The world has fallen silent, replaced by the screams of the Barcoded - citizens driven mad by a catastrophic system failure.
For a few uncoded survivors, the nightmare is just beginning.
In a shattered world ruled by a shadowy organization called S.C.I., a barcode and neural chip system designed for control has unleashed chaos. Now, as our survivors fight for their lives, a malevolent force known as Jodie hunts them relentlessly. Jodie, the Spider Queen's dark disciple, believes Lydia holds a dangerous light that must be extinguished and will stop at nothing to get what he wants.
As they race toward a rumored resistance group on the remote island of Ardenil, they must face terrifying threats at every turn.
Filled with high-stakes action, harrowing choices, and a desperate fight for hope, Pestilence is a gripping YA dystopian horror that will keep you on the edge of your seat.
Will they reach Ardenil before the darkness consumes them all?
The fate of humanity rests on a few uncoded shoulders.
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Book Details
Series : Triple Six, Book 2
Imprint : Fiction for the Soul Books
eBook ISBN : 9798227455420
Paperback ISBN : 9798230036845
First Published Date : 24 December 2024
Language : English
Pages : 236
Words : 33,538
Reading Age : 15 years and older
Format : ePub & PDF (you own the files)
Read on : Kindle, Apple, Android devices, Google Play Books, Nook, Kobo eReaders, Computers.
Delivery Time and Method : Downloads will be emailed immediately upon purchase.
Keywords : Teen & Young Adult Fiction Book, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Apocalyptic, Post-Apocalyptic, Mysteries & Thrillers, Fantasy & Supernatural, Dystopian, Dark Fantasy
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The night sky blazed with an unnatural orange glow as flames devoured the data centre. Ash floated through the air, drifting slowly to the ground in lazy, hypnotic spirals, only to vanish into the cold, compact snow at Lydia’s feet. The wetness soaked through her boots, but the numbness spreading in her limbs was nothing compared to the hollow ache in her chest. Her breath fogged in the icy air, sharp and shallow. The firelight danced across her pale skin, casting fleeting shadows.
She should have been running to Liam. She was supposed to help him but the fire... its pull was relentless. Lydia stood frozen. She could not understand her fascination with the fire. The way the orange and yellow blended together as if in perfect harmony, eating away at the building like little ravenous monsters. She felt happiness when she looked at it because she knew that now everything was going to go back to the way it was before everyone had to get the barcode. Her dad would still be dead, though, but she could go home and be with her mum. At last, they would be able to go to her dad’s graveside and say goodbye properly, something she did not yet realise she needed to do.
“Liam.” The name caught in her throat. Her pulse quickened, guilt gnawing at the edges of her mind. She turned to Shaun, her voice trembling. “You must help me get Liam. He’s been shot.”
Shaun’s brow furrowed, his expression hardening with concern. “Where is he?”
She looked over her shoulder. “Back there.” She gestured with a jerk of her head toward the wide, open space behind them. Her ankle throbbed as she broke into a limp-run, ignoring the biting cold that seeped deeper with every step. The sharp sting of fear clawed at her, twisting in her stomach like ice. Her mind screamed at her to remember where Liam was, but the flames had stolen her focus. Panic was creeping in, slow and suffocating.
“Liam! Liam!” Her voice cracked. Her eyes darted across the field, searching for any sign of him. Her heart hammered against her ribs, the fear almost tangible now, wrapping itself around her throat. She almost ran straight past him when she heard his moan. A faint groan. So soft, it could have been the wind. The crackle of the fire was louder.
She dropped to her knees beside him, the snow shifting beneath her weight. “Liam?” The snow was wet, biting through the fabric of her jeans as she slid closer to his body. He was so still. So cold. “Are you okay?” The words felt absurd the moment they left her lips. How could he be? She had left him. Left him to die.
Shaun crouched opposite her, his breath clouding the air. “Liam, where were you shot?”
Liam groaned, his voice a rasp. “My leg.”