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I Am Just Junco Omnibus by J.A. Huss
(I Am Just Junco Books 1-3)
Publication date: November 4th 2013
Genres: Dystopia, New Adult, Science Fiction
Synopsis:
Clutch~Fledge~Flight (1,152 pages) – the first three books in the epic science fiction fantasy saga that spans five full length novels and one novella. The final book, RETURN, will be released on December 2, 2013.
Nineteen year old Rural Republic sniper, Junco Coot, has been lied to. Not once or twice, but pretty much everyone she ever trusted is totally full of sh*t. And now her father is dead, she’s on the run, and everyone wants a piece of her—including one winged alien warrior named Tier.
But the truth always catches up and Junco has to choose who she should trust. The people who have lied and trained her to kill since she was a small child? Or the warriors who want to steal her away and use her as the catalyst in a plot to fight the final battle in an ancient war?
It’s a choice that will change her fate forever. And once it’s made—there’s no turning back. Life becomes nothing but brutal killing in the name of vengeance. But everything requires sacrifice—everything has a price. And Junco is about to find out what it means to dedicate herself to saving someone else.
Junco is not young adult. She has a foul mouth and violent tendencies.
Nineteen year old Rural Republic sniper, Junco Coot, has been lied to. Not once or twice, but pretty much everyone she ever trusted is totally full of sh*t. And now her father is dead, she’s on the run, and everyone wants a piece of her—including one winged alien warrior named Tier.
But the truth always catches up and Junco has to choose who she should trust. The people who have lied and trained her to kill since she was a small child? Or the warriors who want to steal her away and use her as the catalyst in a plot to fight the final battle in an ancient war?
It’s a choice that will change her fate forever. And once it’s made—there’s no turning back. Life becomes nothing but brutal killing in the name of vengeance. But everything requires sacrifice—everything has a price. And Junco is about to find out what it means to dedicate herself to saving someone else.
Junco is not young adult. She has a foul mouth and violent tendencies.
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She has an undergraduate degree in horses, (yes, really–Thank you, Colorado State University) and a master’s degree in forensic toxicology from the University of Florida. She used to have a job driving around Colorado doing pretty much nothing but shooting the breeze with farmers, but now she just writes, runs the New Adult Addiction and Clean Teen Reads Book Blogs, and runs an online science classroom for homeschoolers.
EXCERPT #1 CLUTCH
I swing the shotgun on the strap so it’s out in front of me, brace it on my
thigh to compensate for my injured shoulder, cycle the next round into the
chamber, and then point it straight at his chest. I strain to prevent the wince
that really wants to spread across my face. "Look, I don’t know who you
are, or why you’re here, but as a Farm Family Representative of Council 3, I’m
asking you to leave under Regulation V.1.b – Aliens are not permitted in the Rural Republic under any circumstances.
I have the authority to shoot and if you doubt me, I apologize ahead of time
for taking your life. You are hereby legally warned."
"Look, sweetheart–"
I squeeze back and the round blasts out of the chamber but he’s high above
me in the air as the shot passes into the trees. The leaves rustle and the
birds are wild once again. The recoil pain isn’t as bad from the standing
position, but I feel the blood leaking out under the skin on my hip, creating a
bruise. I push the pain down. "I’ve been shooting since I could walk,
sweetheart, and I’ve had a really shitty day. Do not fuck with me."
He flies off over the trees about a dozen yards away and I can just barely
make him out as he lands in the cover of the brush.
"Is that how ya treat someone who saves yer life? Shoot them?"
I snort. "Saved my life? I must have missed that one while I was
sleeping."
"Except ya weren’t sleeping, Junco. You were unconscious."
It isn’t often that I get stunned into silence, but an alien knowing my
name in the middle of nowhere can do it. "How the hell do you know my
name?"
Silence from him now.
The glimmer of light that was previously there is gone, and so is he.
I take stock of the mountaintop meadow. Where
are you, where are you?
Silence.
I pivot on my heel, gun braced one-armed against my stomach to catch the
recoil, and do a proper survey of the area. My good arm is tiring quick after
all the adrenaline I’ve used up and it begins to shake. I force the bravado.
"Guess you decided to take my–"
Then he is behind me, the gun is flying across the field, and he’s twisted
my bad shoulder just enough to make me scream out. His lips touch my cheek as
he whispers, "Look, I’m not usually the type of person who abuses little
girls, but you’ve shot at me two times now and I’m not going to stand for it.
I’m here for the moment and yer just gonna to have to deal with it. Ya got
it?"
He eases up on my shoulder and pushes me away from him.
I rub the flaming tissue and wince. "Did you just insult me?"
He tilts his head at me. "What? Me? Ya tried ta shoot me –
twice!"
"I might be little, but the way you said it implied I’m insignificant.
Which I assure you, I am not. And besides, you’re the one who’s trespassing,
right? That’s you." I point my finger up at him. "I have every right
to tell you to leave, I’m a fucking representative of Council–"
"3, yeah, I heard ya the first time. Who gives a shit? I’m here. Get
over it."
I stare at him in the dim moonlight and quite frankly, I don’t care for
what I see.
EXCERPT #2 FLEDGE
“You’re not going to win this game, Lucan.”
“Says the one small girl with no power.”
“I’m just warning you. Don’t be disappointed in the end when I take back
every drop of satisfaction you extract from my failures.”
He sighs. It hints at exasperation, boredom even, and I sense I may have
miscalculated. “One of these days, Junco, we will have an honest conversation.
If it’s Fledge fights you want, girl. Be my guest. Go and kill. But it won’t
save Tier. He’s been on his way out for a very long time. Long before he
refused orders, long before he waged war on the RR for you, and long before he
gave away his genetics to a man who helped him kill more than two dozen Earth
leaders.”
Shit.
I look up at him, too quickly, having misplaced that little secret Tier
told me out on the rock. Lucan reads my face and smiles. “Ah, I see some
recognition there. Don’t worry, Junco – when you testify the drugs will get it
all out in the open.” He stops and stares into my eyes, burns into them. I look
away, feeling a little beaten already.
But he continues, “So, just remember, when we are at the end, when I am
standing over you as you break in half, and I am forced to leave you with
nothing, Junco – don’t say I never tried to help. Don’t tell me I made your
life a living hell, because you will have done that all on your own.
“And if – this is a gigantic if, Junco – but if you can take back
everything you’ll lose by choosing this path, then please know that my
satisfaction will come from that, and not from watching you fail.”
He walks towards the door, palms it, and then turns. “By the way, has
anyone ever mentioned that your language is filthy?” His voice is pleasant,
like he’s pondering the meaning of something quizzical, but he wrinkles his lip
like he has a bad taste in his mouth. “I don’t care for it. Cheapens you,
Junco.”
He leaves me standing there, facing the emptiness of space scowling, and
feeling rather cheap and filthy, if I do say so myself.
But not minding one bit.
EXCERPT #3 FLIGHT
The bitch leaves me waiting, of course. One second it's critical for the
sake of humanity that I clean up, put on a dress, and rush to her quarters for
breakfast. The next I'm left sitting in this completely inappropriate and
ridiculous gown, so fucking hungry I'm about to eat my fingers.
"Can I get some fucking food here, please!" My patience is over.
I watch a guard leave and then reappear with a tray of pastries. My stomach
experiences a futile peristaltic wave and I begin to salivate. He sets the tray
down and I grab a sweet roll and take several bites before surfacing for air.
Gideon sits across from me with his eyebrows raised. "I was not kidding. I
told you I was hungry. Jasus fuck, quit
looking at me."
He puts his hands up and looks away.
"Junco, you don't have to be so rude. When did you get so
unruly?"
My mother's voice pulls me back to attention and I stare at her with my
mouth open, a wad of food sitting on my tongue. I chew a few more times and
swallow before talking. "You left when I was six, so don't pretend you
know me. I went through with this little reunion so I could eat, and I don't
eat much, so you've got about ten minutes before I'm done here. Start fucking
talking."
"This is a social call, Junco. I'm not here for your business matters.
Your father–"
"He's not my father and you're not my mother. What world do you guys
all live in?" I look over at Gid for help but his face is blank. I squint
my eyes at him. "I won't forget this, Gideon, and I want my armor back
today." I stuff the rest of my roll in my mouth and grab another, then
push back from the table and head for the door. "If someone could just
point me in the direction of Moju I'll be going now."
The guard stops me with a rifle to the temple.
"Sit down now, Junco." My mother's words are stern. "The
rifles are on stun, but I'm sure you know firsthand how badly that hurts."
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