YESTERDAY’S LEGACY by Tracy Cooper-Posey
The Endurance Book 2.0
Science Fiction Romance Novel
Only Jonah has the potential to save the Endurance.
Tightening food rations, cramped living quarters, unhappy and frustrated citizens. Life on the Endurance is unravelling fast. It is Marlow Fitzgerald’s job to maintain peace, including containing trouble-makers like Jonah Solomon, the radical thinker and society drop-out who just might be able to save the ship…if only she could believe him.
Yesterday’s Legacy is the second book in the science fiction romance series readers are calling gripping, superb and fantastic. Written by award-winning SFR author Tracy Cooper-Posey, it is set aboard the closed-system marathon-class vessel Endurance, a generation ship a thousand years from its destination. If you like the smart, romantic SF of authors like Linnea Sinclair and Anna Hackett, you will love the Endurance series.
Dive into this thought-provoking new romance series today!
This book is part of The Endurance SFR series:
1.0 Greyson’s Doom
2.0 Yesterday’s Legacy
3.0 Promissory Note
3.1 Quiver and Crave
3.5 The Endurance Box One
5.0 Junkyard Heroes
6.0 Skinwalker’s Bane
7.0 Mongrels United
…and more to come!
A Science Fiction Romance Novel.
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EXCERPT FROM YESTERDAY’S LEGACY
COPYRIGHT © TRACY COOPER-POSEY 2016
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
“Protect Bordon!” Marlow cried. She lunged toward the gate and didn’t look back. The other two, Coleman and Eastov, would do as she ordered.
She shoved her way forward through people eager to get their hands on Solomon. Situations like this could slip into uncontrolled frenzies far too easily. Marlow pushed people aside as she reached for her bo stick and closed her fingers around it.
The first body in front of her she disabled with a strike to the brachial plexus on the shoulder. From behind, she could reach shoulders, lower backs and inside knees, if they were leaning. She preferred knee strikes and hitting the femorel nerve because not only did it hurt like crazy, it took out the leg and made most people, including larger men, suddenly became not interested in resisting after that.
She tossed the staggering people aside, making her way to Solomon, who was in the center, still trying to reach the controls while the gate guards fended him off and the people behind him clawed at his back and shoulders. He didn’t seem to notice the pawing and grabbing of the crowd. He was focused completely upon reaching the controls.
Finally, Marlow could reach him. She didn’t slow down. A strike to the shoulder and his arm fell uselessly to his side. She reached in front of him and tapped the bo stick against his forearm, up against the radial nerve.
Both arms now out of commission.
She let her hand with the bo stick drop down to his thigh to strike against the femoral nerve and he staggered, suddenly off balance because his leg wouldn’t support him.
Marlow shoved him down to the ground. She looked at the two guards. “Shut the gate down. Use the plasteel doors. Move it!”
They jumped to obey.
Marlow turned. Most of Cantrell’s squad were here, now. They were quelling the crowd. Separating bodies. For a crowd of this size, she could have handled it with just Eastov and Coleman, but the extra help would subdue tempers that much faster.
Solomon was trying to prop himself up with his useless arms.
Marlow hooked the toe of her boot around his wrist and yanked, bringing him down onto the floor once more with a heavy impact she could feel through her other boot. “Stay down, or I’ll make you stay down!”
He looked up at her. Black eyes, filled with fury.
“They’ll tear you to pieces if you get up again,” she warned him. Most men would take the warning to heart. With Solomon, she wasn’t so sure. The anger radiating from him could overcome any good sense he might have.