Thursday, January 30, 2020

Mother Savant (Candy Savant, Book 2) by A.L. Hawke

Release date: January 23, 2020
Subgenre: Cyberpunk

About Mother Savant

 

It is now 2244 and the all-female society of Arkite is on the brink of revolution. Only the return of the Mother Savant can hope to maintain order.
Savant Elise Jackson, Arkite’s supreme leader, is stricken with terrible grief over the recent loss of her lover. She has spent the last two years with her assistant, Sara, trying to repair and genetically engineer her lover’s damaged body and mind.
 
But the Viceroy of Pyramid City and her followers in the Savant Council have no interest in squandering the city’s resources for Elise’s personal gain. With the help of the mainframe AI, they will vie for power, even attempting collusion with Sara and sabotage. 
 
And even if her enemies fail and Elise somehow manages to revive her lover, Elise knows she’ll have to vie for something she covets even more—her lover’s love. For Sara once loved her just as much, if not more.

 

Excerpt:

 

There comes a time when rage no longer quenches the emptiness inside a broken heart. No matter how much glass is shattered, wood splintered, or flesh torn, the death of her lover remained. Elise used to just let herself rage, but rage did nothing. Her lover was gone. It was time to get over it.

Elise would never get over it.

Of course, she wasn’t gone. Her naked body stood frozen upright in a metal cryochamber located in the shiny white-walled train car of HQ Lab with frost and ice crystals forming along the cold glass and distorting the image of her gorgeous face. Her naked body—once alluring—had lost its attraction within the silver metallic capsule. It was bad enough that Elise had to mourn for her; she also had to look at her dead, frozen body.

Even before her lover’s death, Elise could not stand working in the lab. Any interest in science had been stifled long ago under the torture of Team Mother Reyburn. So in order to avoid the lab and the view of her dead lover, she did most of her work at the third floor of her penthouse office. She dealt most of the dirty work to her ditz assistant, Sara, who visited the icicle chamber often when it came time for tissue samples.

Elise shifted in her chair, bringing a shaky wine bottle up to her lips. She would get drunk tonight . . . or this afternoon . . . or morning. Whatever fuck time it was. No, she was already very inebriated, drunk in the dark emptiness of her home. All the blinds were drawn closed outside along the slanted windows of her pyramid penthouse. But it was dark outside, she thought. She spun a little on her half-egg-shaped swivel chair, nearly dropping the bottle. She took another swig of wine—a very large one—down to the last drop, most of it dripping down her white robe.

She had been so close, so close to bringing her back. No one had ever been so close to bringing the living back from the dead. But her neural decay had been too rapid. After a year and a half of failures, Elise had finally sought help from scientists in her newly constructed ultramodern research center in Sky City. She had sent her precious small silver disk there under armed guard. And it had been there, in Sky City, until that Dr. Lilith Carloff had stolen her beloved.

You fucking bitch!

She hurled the empty wine bottle down her ramp, hearing it roll the three floors down and crash against a wall. Then she laughed.

And now the Savant Council was about to overthrow her.

Elise had squandered everything for her lover. Her plan, perfect before Lilith had spoiled everything, had been to revive her, proudly present her to the Council as a sample of immortality, and be granted a delay in completing the Lazarus Project. Now Elise had nothing.

 

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About A.L. Hawke:

A.L. Hawke lives in Southern California torching the midnight candle over lovers against a backdrop of machines, nymphs, magic, spice and mayhem. With a medical science background, the author specializes in romantic fantasy and science fiction. 

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