Jolie Ruewen is losing strength. For months now she's been engaged to the love of her life, but she's still facing scorn. She's also working as a double agent for the Black Swan, and nothing is as it seems... Edaline is trying to keep her family together. Her daughter is slowly becoming more distant, and her husband is keeping secrets from her. The coming days will take all her strength. After a tragic accident, Grady is trying to keep himself from falling apart. But if he leans on his friends and family, he can make it through. Brant's flame has always been his fiancee, Jolie. But when a tragic accident he blames himself for takes her away, he must find a new flame. The eternal flame... Told from two parts, this is a story about love, grief, and strength. What REALLY happened to Brant and Jolie?

Sophie Foster is torn. Between two lives. Two sides. Two selves. Marella Redek is afraid. Afraid of the fear. Dex Dizznee is not worth it. Or so he thinks. Biana Vacker is strong. But strength isn't what she knows. Fitz Vacker is responsible. For the lives of so many. For himself. But he doesn't want to be. Keefe Sencen is not his mother. But he can be. If he embraces it. Maruca Chebota is determined. To do anything-- no matter the cost-- to save her species. Jensi Babblos is alone. In a world where sides are inevitable, he must choose. Stina Heks is better. Better than she was. Better than she could be. But not good enough. Tam Song is angry. Angry at the world. Angry at those who have hurt him. Anger is so much easier. Wylie Endal is unsure. He will not hurt another family like his own was. Linh Song is holding back. But she. Will. Be. Heard. Five years after the Neverseen was defeated, the Lost Cities are still in turmoil. With the Human Assistance Program reestablished-- now called the Human Reinstatement Program-- a new rebel group called the Purities has risen. It will take all of their strength to defeat these new enemies... Enemies far more dangerous than they've ever faced. #1 in Dexiana

Just some food for thought, when I feel productive enough to write stuff.