Standing Ground
Alice Rachel
(Under Ground, #2)
Publication date: October 27th 2016
Genres: Dystopian, Romance, Young Adult
When the authorities strike to regain control over the riots in Eboracum City and use drastic measures as retaliation against the civilians, the citizens are forced to fight back to survive. A virus has spread through the Underground, taking down the refugees one by one, soon contaminating the rebels. If Thia wants to save the ones she loves, she will have to retrieve the cure, quickly. But certain decisions are costly, and not all actions are free of consequences.
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Alice Rachel is the author of the YA Forbidden Romance/ Dystopian Romance Series "Under Ground."
Her time is divided between teaching French, writing, reading, drawing, and spending time with her hubby and guinea pigs.
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The pounding is insistent, so I get out of bed in a hurry. When I open the door and enter the living room, my mother is already up. She squints her eyes at me and worry lines deepen on her forehead.
"What's going on?" she asks.
I shrug and scurry to open the front door, where I'm met with Chase's sharp blue eyes.
"Taylor needs you and Chi in the meeting room right now," he says without greeting me. "We have a situation."
He pushes past me and steps into the foyer. I blink at his back a few times, and I'm still holding the door open when he turns around to snap at me, "Now, Thia. We don't have all day."
I'm struck by the gravity of his features, so tense and grim, when his expression is usually soft and gentle. His tanned skin is almost pale with anxiety this morning.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I don't have time to explain. Where's Chi?"
"He's still sleeping. Let me wake him up and get dressed."
"No time to change," Chase replies. "Taylor doesn't wanna wait."
A blush rises to my cheeks when I realize I'm wearing nothing but a knee-length, short-sleeved nightgown. I wrap my arms around myself, though my outfit doesn't seem to faze Chase.
When he notices my reaction, he averts his eyes to allow me some modesty. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, Thia. We can't see anything through your gown. Please, just hurry up."
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