Maven (The Endure
series, book 1)
By S.A.
Huchton
Genre:
New Adult Sci-Fi Romance
Synopsis:
"How
far would you go for love?
Since
losing her parents at 14, young prodigy Dr. Lydia Ashley has focused on one
thing: an appointment on the Deep Water Research Command Endure. Now 21,
she’s about to realize that dream, but nothing is how she imagined it would be.
Her transitional sponsor forgets her, her new lab is in complete chaos, and, as
if that weren’t enough, she’s about to discover something so horrific it could
potentially destroy all life on the planet.
Daniel
Brewer, a noted playboy and genius in his own right, may be exactly what she
needs… Or he may make everything worse.
Has
she finally found a puzzle she can’t solve?"
Excerpt:
"Close your eyes," he said before opening the doors.
"What?"
"Just do it." He smiled reassuringly.
Lydia sighed and shut her eyes. Daniel pressed his thumb to the
scanner and the large bay doors parted. At her back, he guided her forward by
the shoulders until she was a few feet from the stairs. Then he stepped around
her. He wanted to see her reaction.
"Okay, you can look."
Her dark eyes opened, then widened at the sight before her.
"Can I go up?" she asked.
Daniel nodded. After seeing her panicked state earlier, he
thought she could probably use a distraction. Lydia raced up the six steps to
the edge of the tank. Three sleek, gray heads popped above the surface to greet
her. Two others hung back, the meeker of the pod, waiting for the verdict from
the more outgoing ones.
"This is Gracie, the mother hen of our resident dolphin
pod. You can recognize her by the heart-shaped spot between her eyes."
Lydia's grin was a mile wide. "Hello, Gracie. Nice to meet
you." She reached out and touched the nearest dolphin. It rose to meet
her, answering her greeting with a click and a whistle.
"This is Dora, Gracie's oldest daughter. She has an
indentation on the top of her dorsal fin due to a run in with a shark. We
almost lost her that time. She's a bit too friendly for her own good."
"Fozi is the youngest of the pod, a male. He's smaller than
the others, but twice as loud." Daniel stroked the top of the dolphin's
melon as he swam by.
"Back there are Lucinda and Talulah, impossibly rare twin
girls. In the case of dolphin twins, one of them is usually stillborn or dies
soon after birth. Those two are fighters, and stick together like nothing I've
seen, but they also shy away from strangers."
Lydia looked elated. "They're beautiful. I've been wanting
to see them since I got here. I was starting to think they were avoiding
me."
"Not at all," Daniel said. "At this time of year
they spend more time out than in."
"I wish we had one of their tubes running through the
lab," she said. "They'd be a welcome sight every now and again."
"I know what you mean. I'd love to have them in the Tech
Center too." He laughed as Gracie nudged her way in for another one of
Lydia's pats. "She likes you. They aren't always so welcoming."
"Have you been successful in teaching them hand
signals?"
He nodded. "Absolutely. The twins were pretty stubborn
about it, but even they know twenty or more different signs. Daniel made two
pumping motions with his right index finger. As Lydia reached out to touch
Dora, she was met with a light spray of water from her blowhole. Daniel
couldn't help but laugh loudly as she gasped in shock.
"Very funny," she said, wiping saltwater off of her
face.
Daniel tossed her a towel hanging from a rack on the wall.
"Just wanted to prove a point." He winked.
"Mission accomplished," she said through the
terrycloth. "Speaking of, didn't we come here for something?"
"Oh, right." Daniel removed the drive from his pocket.
He hopped down the stairs and grabbed a stepladder. Placing it against the
wall, he climbed up and stuck the drive inside a container on a high shelf.
"You don't think someone will find it there?" Lydia
asked.
"Nah," he said, pushing the container to the back.
"They only use this stuff once every other year for a SCUBA class. That
happened last month so I think we're safe for awhile."
He mounted the stairs again and perched on the tank edge next to
her. "How are you doing?"
"Better, thanks," she said, running her hand along
Fozi's side. "I still have this sick feeling of violation, but it's
getting better."
"Violation?"
She said nothing for a moment and was very quiet when she spoke
again. "Since my family died, I haven't really felt comfortable anywhere.
I've spent the last six years wanting nothing more than a place on the Endure.
Coming here was like..." She stopped, swallowed, and began again.
"Coming here was like coming home. To know that a place I care about so deeply,
and my own lab at that, was abused for something so despicable... Yeah.
Violation is the best word I can think of, but even that's an
understatement."
Daniel reached out and laid a hand on her shoulder. He had been
with the Endure since the beginning, but hadn't ever stopped to think if
he considered this place as home. "Hey," he said, and she looked at
him. "We'll get to the bottom of it. We'll fix it. Both of us."
She gave him a half-hearted smile. "I hope so, Daniel. I
really do."
Nemesis (The
Endure series, book 2)
by
S. A. Huchton
Genre:
Science Fiction Romance (New Adult)
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Synopsis:
"Tech
genius Daniel Brewer isn't the only one with a romantic history. Already
weighed down with the impossible problem of the Maven Initiative's plans for
world domination and disaster, Dr. Lydia Ashley is finding it more and more
difficult to keep things in balance. With an old flame reappearing and the
schemes of a vindictive new rival thrown into the mix, her hopes for a life
with Daniel may be on the brink of annihilation.
When
Lydia's past is brought to light, one big secret could destroy everything."
Excerpt:
At 1045, there was a quiet rapping at her door. Lydia turned to
see Dr. Corvis standing there, smiling politely. It was like watching a shark
circling for an attack.
"Do you need something, Dr. Corvis?" Lydia said.
"Dr. Miller and I have worked out a possible sequence of
alterations for one of the bacteria. Care to take a look?"
Sure she was walking into a trap, Lydia agreed anyway. One of
the work stations had been arranged with four different devices: an electron
microscope, a centrifuge, a chromosome splitter more compact than any she had
seen before, and a rotating rack for petri dishes.
"Where did that come from?" She indicated the
splitter. The display screen on the top showed a squirming object, pinned in
place by the microlasers hovering above the sample tray. The controls hummed,
waiting for their next command.
"My own personal stash," Nick said, coming up behind
her. He was closer than she would've liked, but given the confines of the area
there wasn't anything for it.
Lydia was stunned. "You own a chromosome splitter? How did
you afford that?"
Nick shrugged. "It was a gift from Dr. DeBeauvoir."
"He's as generous as he is brilliant," Dr. Corvis
gushed.
"Uh huh." Lydia gave her a sidelong glance. "So
what have you been working on?"
Dr. Corvis answered for him. "Dr. Miller had some amazing
insights on how to achieve the necessary virulence while maintaining its
water-borne nature."
"You figured that out? That was the one thing I was
dreading the most. I had hoped to find a workaround so I wouldn't mess with bacteria's
environmental needs." What Lydia hadn't said was that she was terrified of
creating some super bug that would become airborne and infect everyone on the
station.
Nick moved over to the electron microscope and looked into the
eyepiece, adjusting the focus. "If you take a look here, you can see the
segment of the chromosome we're targeting."
He took a step back and she positioned herself in front of the
device. "What am I looking at, exactly?"
Nick leaned against the table, closing the distance between them
some. He was close enough that she caught the scent of sandalwood from the soap
he'd used since she'd known him at Stanford. Focus, she reminded
herself.
"These base pairs are responsible for virulence and
environment adaptation. They're right beside one another so it can be difficult
to separate them. You have to know exactly what you're doing or you could wind
up with something really nasty."
Lydia looked up from the eyepiece and was startled to find his
face less than a foot away from her own. "Good thing you're here to make
sure we don't do that then, I guess." She sounded like an idiot. His
proximity was flustering her.
"I was about to make the first cut with the splitter, but I
wanted to show you one other thing first." Nick slid up to the microscope
and she skittered away, as though he might burn her if they touched.
If he noticed, he didn't show it. He made another slight
adjustment to the eyepiece. "Here." They traded places again.
"This is the chromosome segment responsible for host selection. According
to Anna, this was being altered to make it viable on multiple cellular types.
What this basically means is that the cell wall degradation mechanism will be
much more powerful and adapted to both rigid cells from plants and softer cells
from animals. Really wicked stuff."
He was calling her Anna already? Damn. That woman worked fast.
She pushed it aside. Lydia focused on what was important: a bacterium that
could attack both flora and fauna. Something that strong could be
devastating. "So it feeds off of organic material then, but doesn't
discriminate in regards to the source? The environmental impact that will
have..." Lydia rubbed her forehead. "Not only on human life. Anything
within the release area will be obliterated."
"It's designed to only work for a certain period of time,
within a certain range, remember," Dr. Corvis offered. Was she really
defending the Maven Initiative? "The nanotags will ensure self-destruction
of any infected phytoplankton outside that."
Lydia gaped at her. "And so that makes it okay?"
She shrugged. "To them, it was acceptable."
Unbelievable.
"Now I'll show you how to split the base pairs and graft
the new ones," Nick said. Her spine went rigid as his hand touched the
small of her back, ushering her towards the other piece of equipment.
Fortunately, there wasn't far to go and the contact was brief.
Nick's hand grasped the controls, strong and steady. He talked
her through the operation, explaining where the precise cuts needed to be made
and directing the microlasers expertly.
"Did you do a lot of this with Dr. DeBeauvoir?" she
asked.
"Not at first," he said, keeping his eyes on the
screen. "But the last two years I was in the lab almost exclusively. I got
a lot of practice with this thing. They were upgrading the equipment when I
left so that's why I didn't feel guilty when they sent me away with this baby.
We have spent many an hour together, Sheila and I."
She tried not to laugh, but couldn't help herself. "You
named the splitter Sheila?"
"I thought about calling it Lydia, but that seemed
inappropriate given the circumstances."
Her face burned as Dr. Corvis giggled. She actually giggled.
Lydia was mortified, and Nick didn't so much as crack a smile. He couldn't be
serious.
"There." He finished the cut and turned back to her.
"Want to give it a try?"
Reining in her embarrassment, she nodded and stepped up to the
controls. Nick loaded up another sample. He reached in front of her and punched
in the autofocus on the sample camera. Another hit of sandalwood drifted up to
her, scattering her thoughts.
"You're looking for the eighteenth base pair," he
said, directing her where to shift the sample plate. "Stop."
She had to remind herself to breathe. With the way her entire
body was shaking, she would probably wind up creating a highly virulent super
bacterium.
"Good, now lock in the sample position."
Lydia flipped a switch and six microlasers pinned the sample in
place.
"This is the tricky part," Nick said. "You have
to have the right touch."
Every nerve in her body electrified as Nick slid behind her and
wrapped his hands around hers. If she wasn't seven shades of scarlet before,
she absolutely was now. This was not happening. No way was this professional by
any stretch of the imagination.
"Slowly... slowly... now cut."
Her thumbs pressed down on the buttons to fire the incision
lasers, and she was careful not to jerk away as soon as it was done.
"Perfect," he said, leaning over her shoulder to smile
at her.
Right on cue, a throat cleared and she jumped, pushing away from
both the machine and Dr. Miller.
Daniel was standing not ten feet away, looking none too happy
about what he'd walked in on.
"We're dicing bacterial DNA," she blurted. "Dr.
Miller was demonstrating how his equipment worked."
His eyebrow twitched and somewhere behind her, Dr. Corvis
coughed to hide her laughter. Maybe her word choice had been a little
questionable, but her brain was scrambled.
"Daniel Brewer, right?" Nick strode forward, hand
extended. "I don't think we've been properly introduced. Nick
Miller."
Daniel was not impressed.
Lydia hurried forward, cutting Nick off before he got any closer
and all but pushed Daniel toward the door. "Time for lunch? Great! I'm
famished. Let's go."
She was pretty sure Dr. Harpy was still laughing when they left
the lab. Apparently, she'd decided on a new plan of attack.
Author Bio & Links:
Starla Huchton released her first novel, The Dreamer's Thread,
as a full cast podcast production beginning in August 2009. Her first foray
went on to become a double-nominee and finalist for the 2010 Parsec Awards.
Since her debut, Starla's voice has appeared in other podcasts including The
Dunesteef Audio Fiction Magazine, The Drabblecast, and Erotica a la Carte. She
is also a voice talent for Darkfire Productions, and narrates several of their
projects, including The Emperor's Edge series, This Path We Share, and others.
Her writing has appeared in the Erotica a la Carte podcast, an episode of the
Tales from the Archives podcast (the companion to Tee Morris and Philippa Balantine's
Ministry of Peculiar Occurrences series), which garnered her a second finalist
badge from the 2012 Parsec Awards, and a short story for The Gearheart (earning
her a third Parsec finalist badge). Her second novel, a Steampunk adventure
entitled Master of Myth, was the first place winner in the Fantasy/Science
Fiction category of The Sandy Writing Contest held annually by the Crested
Butte Writers Conference. Maven was her third completed novel and the first in
a planned series of four, being released under the name S. A. Huchton. Nemesis
is the second in the Endure series.
After completing her degree in Graphic Arts, Starla opened up
shop as a freelance graphic designer focusing on creating beautiful book covers
for independent authors and publishers. She currently lives in Virginia where
she trains her three Minions and military husband.
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