For example, in Transcendence by Shay Savage, the hero doesn’t have Wernicke’s area, which is the part of the brain responsible for processing language. One of them is when the characters can’t speak or understand the same language, and for some reason aren’t able to learn. There are certain plot devices that will immediately have me grabbing for a book. However, the next book Chasing Earthis already out and available on kindle unlimited so – unlike me – you won’t have to wait long to find out what happens next.įor more of my thoughts on the book, check out my review of Saving Askara. Warning though…it does end on a cliffhanger.
This was a great story, beautifully told and I loved seeing Elizabeth and Aderus work together and see the respect and attraction grow between them. It made for an interesting clash with our heroine, a doctor who is thrust into the job of ambassador between humans and the Askara. War and violence are just a part of their lifestyle, so much so that they are almost on the brink of extinction. Saving Askara would definitely be part of the sub-genre, not only does the hero look a bit like Predator he also has, what I imagine, is a similar culture. I feel like there should be a subgenre of monster romance for all the heroes that have a striking resemblance to the Predator, you know – the alien in the film Predator that first graced our screens in the 80’s. But the more he learns of humans, the more he comes to admire and respect them.
Earth’s proposal is shocking and uncomfortable for a fierce, independent race that relishes in their solitude. When it affords them an unforseen and unprecedented opportunity to take back their world from those who seek to destroy them, however, Aderus begins to wonder if it wasn’t fate. Forced to interact with an isolated world and its inferior, albeit curious people. But they never thought their flight for freedom would put them in an uncharted system. But all that changes one morning, and suddenly she’s not so sure she didn’t stick her foot in it…Įscape had been their only drive, and even death was preferable to the alternative. That’s what it took to run a ship the size of a small city smoothly. Who wouldn’t? She was still happy with her career, however mundane and demanding it might be. Sure, she had always dreamed of interacting with intelligent extraterrestrial life- the real thing, not those microbes on distant moons.
Such is the life of an emergency medicine specialist in the age of “post-discovery”. Victoria’s day starts out like any other aboard the transorbital ship, Phoenix.
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