City of Dust: Completely gripping YA dystopian fiction packed with edge of your seat suspense. Michelle Kenney

sudden chill, like winter ivy, coiled around my core. August had forbidden Aelia to use me as proof of an outside world, but now he was gone, and she was desperate to mobilize her threatened Prolet world. Perhaps Aelia wasn’t thinking of negotiation at all. Perhaps she needed a spark to start her Prolet revolution.

      I stared up into Max’s darkening scowl. He suspected it too, I could tell.

      ‘To draw me,’ I whispered, as a heavy thud filled the silent night.

      ***

      I turned as though in slow motion. The silhouetted road was empty. My breath was patchy and jagged. Eli had completely disappeared.

      ‘No!’ I gasped, my voice sounding oddly disembodied.

      I forced my legs into a sprint back to the place I’d last seen him and whirled around, real panic clawing up my throat.