You are loved. You are cherished. You are chosen. You are a child of God. Never let anyone tell you anything other than that. Jesus loves you and He's just waiting for you to run into his arms. This is a series of short stories I hope will help you understand that. Even when things are tough. Even when you don't want to go on. Even when you feel like the world is against you. Even when you feel like Jesus is against you. You are still loved. You are still cherished. You are still chosen. You are still a child of God. Nothing can change that. ...If God is for us, who is against us? Romans 8:31

I watched Dad die. No not die. He was killed. Not by just anyone though. It was my brother Eric. Dad was my world. He was the only reason I passed my tests. He was the only reason I survived as an erudite. He made me feel happy even if I hated my faction. Then he was gone. Mom couldn't stand it and was in mental therapy for months. My life had fallen apart and that was all because of one man. My brother. Eric. I knew he moved to dauntless and that's where I had way wanted to go so, I followed him to ensure that his life was a living hell.

What would happen if a rich girl from the country was taken away from her home? If she was pulled into the depths of unknown worlds? Stripped of her memories and given a new life. Then even that disappears? All the worlds depend on her to gather all the diamonds of power. Only she can control them all and destroy the dark one. Only she can save all the worlds from darkness. But can one rich girl accomplish all this? If you knew her would you be doubting her right now? Read now to discover Regina's story.

Imagine a world where your mind is not your own. People around you brainwash you telling you what to do and when. You have control of what you do, but you don't. You think you have freedom, but that vanished long ago. I'm Kaiden Pechman and I have faced more than anyone could know. I was consumed by the government run organization where children are taken in and trained until the age of twenty-one. I was the most successful student ever seen. To them that was good. It was an opportunity. But to me it was a loss. Not of a life, but of an identity. My identity had already been stripped of me. My passed was forced to be forgotten. But most importantly my knowledge of right and wrong was gone... Was there any way to save me? Would it even be worth it? The blood on my hands is a small thing compared to all the evil I have done. Story contains violence and evil humans.