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Read {PDF Epub} Download Enclave by Ann Aguirre from the story Hope by mornafogerty73 with 0 reads. ready, sense, size. Simple Way to Read / Download. DOWNLOAD LINK: Enclave (Razorland, #1) ebook · epub electronic book Enclave (Razorland, #1) by Ann Aguirre for iphone, ipad txt format. Ann Aguirre - Razorland 03 - Horde - dokument [*.epub] For Alek, who aloud, " Of all the people in the enclave, why couldn't I keep Thimble in my head?.

Du kanske gillar. Aftermath Ann Aguirre Pocket. Wanderlust Ann Aguirre E-bok. Public Enemies Ann Aguirre Inbunden. Ladda ned. Spara som favorit. The Razorland Trilogy: Enclave, Outpost, and HordeThe New York Timesabestselling trilogy is the story of two young people in an apocalyptic worldafacing dangers, and feelings, unlike any they've ever known. Fifteen-year-old Deuce lives in a world below New York City which has been decimated by war and plague. As part of her new role as Huntress, Deuce is paired with Fade, another teenage Hunter. When the pair discovers that the neighboring enclave has been decimated by tunnel monsters, the elders refuse to listen to their warnings. And when Deuce and Fade are exiled from the enclave, the girl born in darkness must survive in daylight in the ruins of a city whose population has dwindled to a few dangerous gangs. Deuce's whole world has changed. Down below, she was considered an adult. To make matters worse, her Hunter partner, Fade, keeps Deuce at a distance.

I believe the author was forced to play it loose by her own world building. Living to 25 in the Enclave makes you an ancient elder so one would think children would be named and assigned jobs much older.

Even if you wait until they're 13 that's more than half the maximum expectation of their lives without a name, without contributing substantially to the community. Fade and Deuce don't have a listed ages within the text of the book because they were written as older than 13, but that does not fit with the world building.

As far as I'm concerned the no name until you're all grown isn't practical and goes against human nature. I'm not sure how people could live down there with the diet described in the book: essentially rat meat, mushrooms, and fish. I guess that's why 25 is considered old. In reality they all would've been wiped out by disease long before this book could've taken place. Sunlight problems: I'm not going to pretend I know how a cave dwelling person would adjust to sunlight after living underground all her life, but I'm going to say that I think this was all highly unrealistic.

She wears sunglasses she found and gets a slight sunburn? Those miners in Chile who were trapped underground for two months had to wear special sunglasses for almost as long as they were trapped or risk going blind.

I don't think the author did appropriate research on this front, but I'm not inclined to do it for her and research out what actually would've happened to Deuce and Fade. I could go on and on here, but I don't care. All I keep doing is thinking about Stalker as a love interest and feeling sick to my stomach. I don't understand how people can find him redeemable or the storyline acceptable.

A lot of reviewers I respect rated it a fair bit higher than me, all I can think is that we did not read the book the same way.

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The settlers there wouldn't thank us for it, but they might believe the threat was real faster.


Too soon. Deep down, I wanted him to appreciate what I'd done, what I'd risked for him, because there weren't any limits on how far I'd go for my boy. But his black eyes flashed; he knew even if I didn't speak the words out loud.

With a sinking heart, I watched him turn away to lay his bedroll with exaggerated care. Stalker replied for me with unexpected tact. Deuce rubbed herself with their parts-blood and worse stuff-until she reeked. They didn't notice her, though most of them were sleeping.

Horde (Razorland #3) by Ann Aguirre

That was our first sight of the horde, sufficient to slay everyone in Salvation, and then sweep onward to pillage any surviving settlements. The memory swept over me, Freaks awful and staggering in their numbers, and armed with fire they'd stolen from our outpost. I battened down my alarm, knowing I wouldn't do the townsfolk any good if I panicked.

Anyone who got near one chose to dispatch it instead, for obvious reasons.

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While I wished Tegan luck in her quest for knowledge, I preferred killing them. I wouldn't count on them having impaired vision. The kiss he'd given me the night before felt like a weight, one I needed to displace before I could be worthy of Fade, who would hate it even more when I told him that I'd kissed Stalker freely in order to get him to promise to run back to Salvation to warn them if Fade and I didn't make it back.

At this point, however, we had more important things to worry about, so I set those matters aside, as Stalker said, "I'll take first watch.

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The others claimed third and fourth respectively, which would grant us all a decent amount of sleep. Fade handed his timepiece to Stalker to make it easier to tell when the two hours were up; once Fade and Tegan would've argued at Stalker guarding the encampment alone, but both of them merely rolled up in their blankets as the sun rose higher. I was tired, so I dropped off immediately, and I dreamed of Salvation burning while Momma Oaks wept, and Silk, the lead Huntress down below, shouted at me that I was a Breeder, not a Huntress.

Jolting awake, I rolled out of my blankets onto the sun-warmed grass and lay squinting up at the blue sky threaded with white wisps. Clouds, they were called. Supposedly, this was where rain came from. Not realizing anyone else was awake, I wondered aloud, "Of all the people in the enclave, why couldn't I keep Thimble in my head? Or Stone? Thimble used to make us things even before she was officially a Builder, while Stone protected us both. I wished I could dream about them instead of Silk, who had put fear into everyone under her command.

He followed me everywhere. But he didn't have the heart to take power. He died young. Quietly, I said as much, and Stalker nodded. At eight winters, we earned our names. You should get some rest. It was all quiet. I pushed into a cross-legged position and served as sentry while the others slept. As I had done down below, I entertained myself with studying Fade, but the activity had more meaning now that I'd stroked his hair and kissed his mouth.

The ache those memories roused in me were fierce as a rainstorm, thunder booming in my heart. With sheer discipline I looked away from the curled crescents of his lashes and the quiet curve of his lips.

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Those hours passed with only the quiet chatter of birds and the scramble of small creatures in the undergrowth. We had chosen a shaded spot, beneath a stand of trees, where the grass was soft and the light filtered through the foliage overhead to dappled green.

I was sleepy again by the time I woke Fade, but I was still alert enough not to do it by shaking him. Instead, I knelt beside him and whispered, "Your watch. Stalker's right, though. They're hunting us. Unfortunately until the wind shifted just right, it was impossible to know how far away the Freaks were.

We had to rest while we could and then press on. Fighting wasn't our top priority; our mission was to summon help, and I couldn't contemplate the cost of failure. If necessary, we'd take evasive action and head for Soldier's Pond even faster.

Deliberately I moved over beside him. I set my hand beside his in the grass. He knew-he had to know-that if things were different, I'd lace my fingers through his. But he didn't want that, couldn't stand that, and I read the awareness of my gesture in his altered posture.

Fade straightened his fingers beside mine, and for a few seconds, I felt every blade of grass on my palm as if they were his fingertips. That's enough. So in a quiet rush, I explained what was bothering me about the good-bye kiss I'd given Stalker in the woods and the one he took by surprise the night before, and how those moments conflicted with the promise I'd made Fade regarding exclusive kissing rights. I felt like I'd broken faith with him, but I didn't regret bringing him back safe.

His expression went flat, his eyes dark as night-kissed water. You can do whatever you like. I already said, we aren't,,," He trailed off and shrugged, as if I already knew what he meant. Worse, I did. He was talking about the termination of everything we had been together, but if Fade thought we could just go back to being hunting partners, like we had been down below, before I understood anything about feelings or the way he held my heart in his hands without touching me, then he was purely mistaken.