Replaced Parts (Transformed Nexus #1) by @hansenwriter is a Middle-Grade and YA Event pick #yalit
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Replaced Parts (Transformed Nexus #1) by @hansenwriter is a Middle-Grade and YA Event pick #yalit



Title: Replaced Parts (Transformed Nexus #1)


Author: Stephanie Hansen


Genre: YA Sci-Fi


Book Blurb:


In the year 2163, a corrupt World Government controls everything on our planet and beyond.

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Sixteen-year-old Sierra has been so caught up in her own world of saving animal test subjects and her father’s disappearance, she hasn’t paid much attention. When she finally finds his location, she and her friend set off on a covert interplanetary mission to rescue him, she begins to see the corruption firsthand.

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Discovering that her father has been on the front lines secretly trying to save human test subjects inspires her to join a revolution. But she is afraid of the collateral damage of hurting the people she loves. Will she find the strength to make a deal with the mad scientist Cromwell to save not just her friends and family but everyone?


Excerpt:


To make a smoke bomb all you need is potassium nitrate, sugar, water and a fuse. Programming holograph messaging to be ‘smoke screen projection only’ is much more difficult. It’s a digital version of invisible ink and completely security cam resistant. I pull up Yesha’s incoming call. The smoke allows her image to take shape and it almost feels like she’s in the room with me.


“I can’t believe you talked me into this, you little gomer.”


Yesha frequently begins conversations in the middle, no introduction or formal interrogation into my life. I think that’s why I like her.


“It didn’t take much to convince you.”


“Did you receive the package?”


I hold up the box addressed to me, Sierra, but I’ve removed the contents.


“Yep, right here, see.”


Yesha’s laugh is like a chorus of toads with hiccups. Her image vibrates on the smoke.

“That’s only the box, you drone bug!”


“I know.”


I hold up the syringes that had been inside the box.


“Be careful with those. Check the labels.”


I roll a syringe in my hands like Kitchen, one of our home bots, does with pretzel dough.


“One says healing serum, which I asked for. Why does the other say anti?”


“Backup. You always need an emergency abort mission option.”


“All right. Thanks!”


Yesha interrupts before I collapse the projection.


“Just be sure not to give the anti if you haven’t given the original serum.”


After she’s gone, I look at my subject.


I shouldn’t be doing this, but I find the koala’s eyes drawing me in like a poli-magno crash about to happen. It’s impossible to turn away.


The Science Olympiad team’s going to put me on probation again, which stinks since they’re the only local, human friends I have.


Following protocol gets us nowhere, however.


Mom’s going to be agitated because this isn’t the first time I’ve broken the rules.


I guide the koala out of the cage, leaving her brothers inside. I have to shake off feelings of jealousy. I don’t have any siblings.


“Why ya look so sad?”


Uplifting experiments have given us animals who speak.


“Why do you look so sad, Eucarpo?”


The koala glances back at her brothers and then her eyes look up at me past her round, stub nose, and adorable ears. The sensation of an infant wrapping tiny fingers around mine envelops me. I can’t let them endure more unethical testing just so we can have the best DNA combination. I was okay with the testing when the purpose was to help those that were sick and it was beneficial to the koala species, but I can’t stomach testing these sweet things just for superficial reasons.


“Hate leaving ‘em behind.”


“They’re going after you if this works.”


“What ya mean, if?”


“Healing adaptation experiments have just begun.”


“But ya aced the test?”


“Well, yeah, but that was just practice. This is the first time I’ve used it on a living being. Don’t worry, it should all go as planned. I’m just being paranoid.”


It would be nice if I could stop blabbering when I’m nervous. Sometimes you just have to go for it and see where the cards fall. That was something my dad used to say. Before he disappeared, he used to tell me lots of things. He’s been gone almost a decade, but I might as well as have “Missing Dad” tattooed on my forehead.


“Ya paranoid? Ne’er!”


As she raises the fur above her eyes, I scratch behind her ear, and she leans into it like a bear scratching its back on a tree trunk. Her fur is soft as manufactured silk charmeuse.


“Ah yeah, right dere.”


“You sure you’re ready for this?”


“It gets us closer to freedom, so I been ready a long time.”


She takes another glance at her brothers, and I pick up the syringe with self-healing serum. I begin the sedation process as no one wants to be awake when artery lining fortifies, muscles pull with new agility, and brain tissue encases itself with a biting, thin metal sheet. Another reason I’m jealous of Eucarpo is that she responds to sedation, and I don’t.


As Eucarpo drifts into a peaceful sleep, I look out the school windows and see only the steel and glass of surrounding buildings. Their reflections mirror the sky. Today the unending blue gives the impression of being in the middle of the sea. On gray days, it’s as if I’ve been swallowed by thunderclouds. I can only imagine how green fields would look. People used to love the smell of fresh-cut grass. That was before an asteroid broke through the atmosphere damaging our ecosystem and killing all plants, causing our world to work together to save Earth and its remaining, limited vegetation. The only vegetation left is kept in guarded areas and labs.


I think I can hear the machines used to keep the atmosphere from collapsing but the sound isn’t right. Instead of a hum, I hear iron clanging. The serum glides through the syringe into Eucarpo and her breathing intensifies as the cells within her body multiply. No, that isn’t the machines. It’s locker doors slamming, followed by footsteps of someone coming down the hall. No one should be here now. They should all be at the assembly that I’m skipping. I must finish before anyone else arrives. I look at the oxygen and pulse readings, cringing with every spike. It feels like an hour passes as I look at the screens, but I know it’s only been seconds. I count breaths and clock ticks, staring at Eucarpo’s oxygen and platelet numbers rising.


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What makes your featured book a must-read?


*Global Book Award Winning


"Young adults seeking sci-fi stories about personal and political growth, who like additional facets of intrigue, romance, and social inspection added into the mix, will find Replaced Parts an intriguing story. It's powered by a strong first-person adventure that keeps readers on edge and guessing as Sierra evolves, both in her psychological development and by recognizing the ultimate purpose and impact of her efforts to save her father."--D. DONOVAN, SENIOR REVIEWER, Midwest Book Review


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Author Biography:


Stephanie Hansen is a PenCraft and Global Book Award Winning Author. Her debut novella series, Altered Helix, released in 2020. It hit the #1 New Release, #1 Best Seller, and other top 100 lists on Amazon. It is now being adapted to an animated story for Tales. Her debut novel, Replaced Parts, released in 2021 through Fire & Ice YA and Tantor Audio. It has been in a Forbes article, hit Amazon bestseller lists, and made the Apple young adult coming soon bestsellers list. The second book in the Transformed Nexus series, Omitted Pieces, released in 2022. Her next novella, Ghostly Howls, releases 2/7/23. She is a member of the deaf and hard of hearing community so she tries to incorporate that into her fiction.



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