Sky Cities

On Tartarus I was born . . . Soaked in power and secrets-Tartarus is a city for rebels, exiles, and criminals. As a messenger, every shadow is my friend. I know all the secrets of this place. Or, at least, I thought I did. When my best friend, Kida, goes missing, I don't waste any time assuming her identity to draw her or whoever took her, out of hiding. On Tartarus I will die . . . As I search for Kida's whereabouts, Tartarus's most dangerous gang-The Tanks-are slowly rising out of the chrome work, growing more and more powerful. Every instinct in my body is screaming for me to run, to save myself, but I can't-not without Kida. If I have to set the city ablaze just to get her attention, I will. And if the fire doesn't kill me, the secrets I uncover just might. Contains mature themes.

Nothing is what it seems . . . Basra is the eternal city-a paradise filled with relics of the old world. We are welcomed into the upper sanctum of Basranian society where sly smiles and wicked eyes tempt us with riches and lavish comfort, yet something seems hopelessly wrong. The city is decaying. A rotten core with a deadly key that unlocks something even more sinister in one of the guy's pasts. And paradise is filled with lies and deceit . . . As an ambassador for Tartarus, it's my duty to bridge the gap between us and the other cities. But even more, as part of this team, it's my right to know the truth. We need these alliances now more than ever. Duty or not, though, I will seek out the truth of Basra. I will find the rotten core and cut it out. And then I'll unlock the door to his past and hopefully find the key to our salvation.

Just because something is legal, doesn't make it right. I never expected that leaving the refuge of Corvallis would result in such dire circumstances. When rogue rovers commandeer our airship, I'm left with an impossible choice. Stay and risk my life to save the others or let them be captured along with me. Just because a choice is hard, doesn't mean it's wrong. There's no question. I choose them. Even if it means I arrive on Bath as a prisoner and slave. Bath is more dangerous, perhaps, than even my home city of Tartarus. Rogue Rovers. Black market slavery. A strange girl with a dark secret. I find myself dropped right back where I started. Alone and helpless. There are no friends on Bath, only alliances and I need to be very careful who I choose to align myself with. And what I promise them in the name of freedom.