Unspoken
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It has been almost 250 years since the nuclear World War VI that wiped out the majority of humanity ended. Since then, a government has risen, calling themselves the New Society. It's leaders have told the citizens that their only goals are to achieve absolute perfection, and to repopulate humanity. For almost two hundred years, the people have been told that life outside of the domed society is impossible, because the nuclear and atomic bombs destroyed most of the earth, and tore holes in the atmosphere during the war. The leaders say that the society is all that's left, and justice must be served. It was this that led to all descendants of WWVI leaders to be placed into institutions, where they are tortured and trained to serve their future masters. They are termed entertainers, and at the age of eighteen, they are auctioned off, left to the mercy of their owners. Entertainers are essentially concubines, but any relationship beyond slave and owner is strictly forbidden, and punishable by death. It's a risk many people are not willing to take, but there are exceptions to every rule. Nevaeh Williams has a past unlike the majority of the other entertainers. She's forbidden from sharing her past, but her experience has led her to both fear and despise the New Society. After two years in the institution, she's auctioned off to a young billionaire. Noah Ivanov is withdrawn and mysterious, hiding a secret of his own. As things heat up between them, a shaky truth comes to light that forces them together. A person from their separate yet intertwined pasts comes seems to haunt their every move, and they must secretly fight against the New Society, in order to discover their government's true plans. Can Nevaeh and Noah overcome the odds they face, and bring justice to someone they've both lost? Will they fall in love in the process? And most of all, will they be executed for learning of the New Society's true nature?
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In the beginning, there was death. The darkness flows from hues of purple and orange, the moon rising to kiss the sun's rays one last time as the darkest cloud of night I've ever seen falls over our tiny haven. I catch Will's face from the side of my vision and my heart tightens slightly. The tick of his jaw wouldn't be noticeable for anyone but me. His best friend, his lifeline. A solemn tear forms in my eye as he wipes his face, another tear falling for the family he lost. I love him. Utterly and desperately so, but, there's nothing I can do about that. The ultimate forbidden fruit, if you will. I reach to comfort him and he doesn't respond. I open my mouth to speak and he looks my way, but the gleam in his dark brown eyes hits the moonlight just right and I fall. My voice escapes my throat and I can't do it. I've tried for years to tell him. 10 years, actually. All this time, I hopelessly remained devoted to a ghost who had given the best of himself to a fiery red-head with a sassy personality and the body of a supermodel. For 10 years, I held to the desperate thought that maybe, just maybe, he'd be someone I could count on. Instead, I watched him marry my best friend, smiled as they welcomed their son. Stood, holding that beautiful boy as his mother was in the first round of executions after the beginning of the Revelation. Helped heal Will's wounds in the aftermath. Cried, clutching the tear-stained shirt of my best friend as his son took his last staggering breath in that first harsh winter. The guilt of my emotions crawl through me. My heart twisting in regret, guilt, desperation, and grief. I loved my best friend. She was so much more than that; she was my family. In this dystopian quick read, join a group of people desperate to recapture their freedom and end a tyrant's reign.

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