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The interesting and tumultuous year of has finally come to an end. It was a challenging year for Arlys and me, but we got through it. During the year we posted articles here at Steampunk Desperado, over half of them being reviews of books, movies or TV shows. We also began our YouTube […].
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I rediscovered it while […]. Once again I found myself on Audible searching for another steampunk novel. Must steampunk be set in some alternate history? Or can it involve peoples and places that never were? It gives the writer more freedom, but with that comes the responsibility to create an interesting and believable world. Will the result be […]. Granddaughter to the leader of her community, she knew it wasn't possible. Until a steely-eyed vision ended up in her garden, bloody and unconscious.
Now she is traveling the world by way of the Carpathian Mountains, the South Pacific and anywhere other than the Oregon forest. Not to mention punching the nose of a slimy Italian. Nothing would ever be the same for Grace. Tipping back her head to look at him, she grinned. He no longer controlled the Domus. He no longer knew whom he could trust. Worst of all, he had no control over his reactions to a soft-spoken, wide-eyed tiresian.
Lucius needed to get a hold of himself in order to get to the bottom of The Conspiracy that not only threatens the viator community but the rest of the world. The door shut with a heavy thud. Lucius turned the dead bolt, sealing them into the most secure room within the castellum. Derian pulled his Colt from the holster at his hip and checked the magazine. He looked to Lucius. Good to go. A stainless steel table lined the wall to the right.
LED lights blinked from a silver box bolted permanently to the table. Lucius approached the box and pressed one of the buttons, then tapped in his security passcode. The room was the only location within the castellum where a viator could jump time. The rest of the facility maintained a buffer zone that prevented unauthorized jumps into and from the facility. With the highest levels of bureaucracy at work and hundreds of top scientists pursuing confidential projects, the security was abnormally high.
Remember, you cannot return here. I have the timer set to close the window in five minutes. I will follow you once you have targeted Hailey, Lucius said.
Derian smiled and a hint of what made the man his best operative manifested in his movements. Derian lived for the hunt, adept at tracking men across time and continents. He was a deadly shot, strategically intelligent, and as loyal as any top soldier. Lucius wondered what it was about Hailey that made such an impression on his lead venator. Lucius turned back to the table and entered the second series of access codes. Just remember, we need information about the conspiracy. We have very little intel on the type of force we are facing with Nikanuur.
With a snap, Lucius flipped a toggle switch and the system buzzed, initiating a field of energy that punched a hole through the buffer.
Then he was gone. Lucius pulled his own weapon, a Walther PPK, from his hip holster. With no idea what the situation would be when he jumped, he preferred having the weapon ready. Now she could be anywhere. They had no knowledge of how much manpower the conspiracy wielded. Several venator s were reported dead from a devastating poison only a few weeks earlier.
Now he appeared to have both. They needed to know who was backing the unstable scientist. Lucius closed his eyes and sought the connection to Derian that circulated through his body. Nearly a thousand years ago, the two men connected through a blood exchange, a tradition within the viator that allowed a veteran to connect through time with someone new to the talent. Now he and Derian could find each other no matter the time or place. Awareness of the blood pulsing through his veins aroused his senses.
He grabbed onto the thread that flowed within, and prepared to follow Derian to Hailey. Opening his eyes, he watched as the room shimmered and began to fade from view. The solid, steel door shook from a violent pounding on the outside. Closing the connection, Lucius rematerialized in the room and strode with irritation toward the door.
Whoever interrupted his departure better have a good excuse. The lights on the box flickered and returned to their original setting. I know. He found me. Look, something happens to you in like five minutes. You were supposed to follow Derian, but you never did. You disappeared and no one knows what happens to you. He looked down at the young blonde woman, her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail and a new wariness in her manner. Her eyes darted behind him then looked up.
Shifting from one foot to the other, she radiated agitation. Lucius returned his pistol to the holster and tried to stem the temptation to shake the woman.http://www.coachonlinestore.org/images/great/fame-conocer-hombres.php
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Hailey, you stopped me from following him. I did? Have you ever held a gun before? He looked down at the weapon, now held loosely in her hand.
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The door across the room opened and Millard from the data-tracking division entered. Uh, sir, do you have a moment to look at something? Lucius raised his eyes to the ceiling and prayed for patience. He did not have time for any of this. What is it? Millard coughed into his hand and darted his eyes into the hall.
The weaselly man had nerves strung tighter than a suspension bridge and Lucius seriously considered transferring him to another division. Closing the door to the steel chamber, Lucius approached Millard. Hailey hung back, her stance ready. When Lucius reached a few feet from the door, a shadow passed across the threshold and Millard scurried into the room. Behind him, a tall figure with sleek looks and familiar, malicious eyes stepped into the doorway. Hello Lucius. It has been a while. What the hell are you doing here? Lucius growled, his hands inching toward his pistol.
Carlo Benanati had operated on the fringes of the viator community since the 18th century. After first jumping during the Italian Renaissance, he took to the life of a viator with natural ease.
Cibola's Promise: A Western Steampunk Adventure by Erin Lausten
His talents and intelligence would have made him highly effective as a venator. Unfortunately, his moral compass had been established through the influence of the Medicis and Borgias. You know that. Oh come on. I just ditched you! Hailey said, holding her own pistol on Carlo, arms stiff and held at an awkward angle. Oh my god. Yes I have shot a stupid gun before! Hailey shouted as she pointed the barrel at the wall behind Carlo and pulled the trigger.
The shot rang through the room, instigating a flurry of movement. Carlo dashed toward Hailey, his weapon still pointed at Lucius. Pulling his Walther smoothly into his hand, Lucius had it trained on Carlo in seconds. Hailey shouted as Carlo slashed a hand out to knock the gun from her grip. It flew across the room as Lucius pulled the trigger. Unfortunately, he heard the ring of another shot first. Pain punched him in the chest and he lost focus. A droplet of rain slid down the glass, leaving a trail of water for the early morning light to pierce and fracture into barely visible flashes of color.
Grace traced a finger against the glass then wiped the built-up moisture on her slacks. The rain provided a mixed blessing. That was a good thing. She kicked the wall and slid to an unladylike slump on the floor. You don't really get to spend a lot of time with the characters, and any uniqueness is lost because of this.
If you are looking for a steampunk western novel, this may be for you, but I would recommend a number of other novels before I would this one simply based off the lack of any sort of ending to this novel. Sep 19, Jenn rated it really liked it. Being a southwest native I really enjoyed the alternative history take set in my own stomping grounds.
Character development is good and the author sprinkles the pages with crumbs of information making you want to read more. This book was a nice way to dip my tie in the genre if steam punk. Jul 26, Eliza rated it really liked it Shelves: alternate-history , sci-fi. This is definitely a different take of the West. I was taken back by the unexpected twists. Jan 23, Clay Davis rated it really liked it.
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