Across the Sea by Jen Minkman

(Dartmoor Chronicles #2)

The continuation of Beyond the Fence (Dartmoor Chronicles #1)

Across the sea

Sarah and Kian have ended up on Tresco. They have brought Jinn home, but at a price - the president of Dartmoor is hot on their heels, and the only people who can help them live on the island of Lundy in the north, or in the notoriously rebellious community of Exmoor. When they team up with Walt and Leia, the Young Keepers of Lundy, as well as the leader of Exmoor, a makeshift army is put together to put an end to President Jacob's rule once and for all. The islanders and mainlanders will do everything in their power to make the New World into what it was truly supposed to be.

Will Kian be able to honor his uncle's legacy? And will Sarah keep her family safe and find out what happened to Jinn's twin brother? Find out in this final installment in the Island/Dartmoor series! 

Genre: YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Dystopian

Secondary Genre: YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Apocalyptic & Post-Apocalyptic

Language: English

Keywords: dystopian, post-apocalyptic, young adult

Word Count: 51,000

Sales info:

The Island series has been very popular when it was first launched in 2013. Sales in English have tapered off by now, but sales in other languages look promising, especially in the Spanish language territories.

Sample text:

I can’t breathe.

I can’t seem to hear clearly, either. Bram’s panicked voice is beating on my eardrums like incomprehensible cries from a madman. But even though the words have a hard time getting through, the reason for his panic is clear as day.

I was played like a fool.

“What have I done?” I turn to Kian and Jinn and stare up at them as an icy chill seems to fill every last part of my body. “My God, what do we do?”

Rob, the Keeper of Tresco, somehow keeps his cool. Maybe he’s been waiting for a calamity like this to happen for years and he’s trained himself to switch to battle mode at the first sight of trouble. “Bram, you run down and ring the bells in the tower,” he barks at the priest. “Get the assistant Keepers to clear the main road toward the old wall and gather as many carriages and horses as they can. Everybody needs to be out of town before those ships get here.” When Bram doesn’t immediately kick into action, he shakes the clergyman by his shoulders. “Right this minute, man. We’ve got no time to lose.”

Jinn takes my hand and gently squeezes it. He’s looking even paler than usual, but when he looks me in the eye, I don’t see anger or indignation toward me. He’s not blaming me, which makes it even worse for me. Because I do blame myself. “Come on,” he mumbles. “We need to find my dad.”

And we run, down the jagged coastal path and past the tiny cottages dotting the coastline toward the two lighthouses we passed earlier. All the while, my frantic thoughts about our journey here won’t be silenced.

What if President Jacob always meant for me to find Jinn? Was I a pawn in his sick game all along?

Book translation status:

The book is available for translation into any language except those listed below:

Translation in progress. Translated by José Luiz Corrêa da Silva
Already translated. Translated by Ruth Elizabeth Hernández Cornejo

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