"The prospect of being the human parts drawer society reaches into to cure its neediest patients would drive anyone mad." - Kelsey Reed, Life First
Strong-willed Kelsey Reed must escape tonight or tomorrow her government will take her kidney and give it to someone else.
She’ll need the help of her true love, Luke, to make this dangerous escape. This dystopian future Kelsey lives in was forged by survivors of pandemics that wiped out 80 percent of the world's population. Here, life is valued above all else. The mentally ill are sterilized, abortions are illegal and those who refuse to donate an organ when told are sentenced to death.
Determined not to give up her kidney or die, Kelsey and Luke enlists the help of a dodgy doctor to escape. The trio must disable the tracking chip in Kelsey's arm for her to flee undetected. If they fail, Kelsey could be stripped of Luke, her kidney and everything else she holds dear.
This page-turning thriller with a touch of romance, is the first in the Life First dystopian book series. The thrills and romance continue in our dystopian future in Second Life (book 2 of the series) and Third Life: Taken (book 3 of the series).
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"Life First is a poignant, riveting, thought provoking read that had me entranced from page one until the very end of the book."
-- 5 Stars, Griffin's Honey Blog
"Life First gripped you like King Kong and would not let go until you had finished the book."
~ A 2014 B&P Reader's Choice Award Nominee ~
~ BRAG Medallion winner ~
Bitsy's insolent grandson has become too much of a problem for her to handle. She's come up with a solution, though. If she can just convince a doctor to go along with her sinister plan, everything will be just perfect ....
(Please note this is a very short story.)
I have a special power, but no one would call it a gift. A curse, for sure. I don't know how I ended it up with this ... this thing, but I have it. It's the ability to know who will die. A single whiff as they walk by, and I know the person is marked for death. And there is nothing I can do to stop it.
I hate this ability, this power, and everyone who knows I have it hates me. Well, only one person knows. My father. And he hates me for it. He hates me for knowledge I don't want or know how to stop.
I've retreated into myself, knowing I can tell no one. But then, she walked into my life. And I know immediately that she's different. She wears a scent, but not that of death. A different scent, an otherworldly one. And I know in that moment that I will stop at nothing to understand why.