Unique
Ordinary Series Book 2
by Starr Z. Davies
Genre: YA Sci-Fi Dystopian
He lost everything. His dad, his best friend, and the woman he loves.
Ugene and the other test subjects escaped Paragon. They thought they were finally safe. But the battle for freedom is far from over.
When a rouge group calling themselves the Protectorate offers to help Ugene, he worries that his friends are falling into another dangerous trap. The struggle for freedom becomes a desperate fight for survival. Ugene is determined to stand up for what’s right and save the oppressed citizens of Elpis from persecution by Paragon and the Directorate.
The deeper Ugene digs, the more he uncovers about the Directorate's sinister secrets, the Protectorate's true goals . . . and the dangerous game he is about to play.
It’s time for the deception to end. It’s time for the truth to finally come to the surface. And it’s time for everyone to finally learn that being Powerless isn’t weakness.
Ordinary
Ordinary Series Book 1
Fans of Powerless, The Testing, Hunger Games and the Maze Runner will crave this world of iniquitous secrets, intrigue, and desire to find a place in society.
Divinic. Somatic. Psionic. Naturalist. Who will you be?
Having a superpower is ordinary. Your Power determines your job, social class, and future success.
But Ugene doesn’t have a Power. The only thing special about him is that he isn’t special at all. Ugene is Powerless.
So when the most prominent biomedical research company in the city offers Ugene a solution, he jumps at the possibility to be ordinary. All he has to do is agree to allow them to use him in their research. But the longer he stays at the research facility, the more he realizes something isn't right.
Friendships are forged. Trust is broken built and broken. And everything Ugene thought he understood and believed is called into question.
Who can Ugene trust in his search for answers? What is he willing to sacrifice for Powers?
assume to be days. I haven’t felt the warmth of the sun or watched the stars for so long and I
yearn for their comfort. Occasionally, I catch a whiff of rotten eggs, but the smell is so fleeting and
rare I’m not certain if it’s real.
Where am I? This is a prison. Did we even escape Paragon? Maybe this is all part of the same
simulation, giving us hope then isolating us to see how we react.
Since waking up here, I’ve only spoken to two people. A woman who told me through the door in
a very reassuring tone that I would be released soon. They simply had to make sure that everyone
was safe, and with so many people it could take a while. I asked her a million other questions, but
she didn’t answer any of them. Instead, she offered the same assurances that all would be
revealed soon.
The second person is the guy who delivers the meals. But he doesn’t say any more than, “It won’t
be much longer.” Sometimes, I swear I can hear the sympathy in his voice. Am I imagining it?
The last thing I remember is that we escaped Paragon and I followed the address Mom gave me
to Lettuce Eat, where for nearly two days Harvey gave us food and a place to rest while he
arranged our escort to safety. Those of us who remained—forty-two of us out of more than one
hundred—climbed into the back of a cold transport truck on the second day. Harvey reassured us
that we were being taken to a safer location and that my mom would meet with me soon.
But then I woke up here, in this cell. Alone.
Did he sell us out to Paragon?
Or maybe none of it actually happened.
I lay on my single bed, atop worn flannel sheets, and run my fingers along the smooth gray stone
walls of the cell, carved out with Powered hands. The bed and a toilet are the only furnishings.
The door is made of reinforced steel with a small window revealing a brightly lit stone hallway
and a panel in the center of the door where the food comes in. More than once, I’ve tried forcing
it open by pushing on it, or digging at the cracks until my fingers ache. It never budges.
5 F U N
F A C T S A
B O U T S T A
R R Z . D A
V I E S
1
/Starr is short for Starrburst, her given Native American name.
2
/ Starr is a big fan of cheesy puns
and 5th grade humor and will often laugh at her own jokes before anyone else. Ex:
What’s ET short for?
Cuz he’s got small legs!
3
/ Starr’s favorite quote is from Batman Begins (of course,
a superhero!): “It’s
not who you are, but what you do that defines you.” She tries to live by this ideology.
4
/ Starr loves to fantasize about who
would star in a film as her characters.
In fact, she sometimes “casts” actors on her social media feeds by posting pictures. After seeing Detective Pikachu, no one else but Justice Smith would satisfy her as
Ugene.
5
/ If she were to choose a superhero
whose personality is most like her own,
Starr would be Spiderman—nerdy,
awkward, and witty,
but always eager to do
the right thing to help others.
STARR Z. DAVIES is a Midwesterner at heart, and lives in Wisconsin with her husband and kids. From a young age, Starr has been obsessed with superheroes like Batman and Captain America, which inspired her novel, ORDINARY. If Starr had a superpower, she would be an Empath, because she is an emotional sponge and easily relates to how others feel.
While pursuing a degree in Creative Writing from the University of Wisconsin, Starr gained a reputation as the “Character Assassin” because she has a habit of utterly destroying her characters both emotionally and physically.
In her free time, Starr loves watching Doctor Who or anything with superheroes, reading books (duh!), writing about her favorite fantasy stories (Song of Ice and Fire, Mistborn, The Wheel of Time), and staring out the window as she dreams up more stories. Oh, and sometimes she steps out the door.
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