A collection of wonderful, and inspirational things. Includes, videos, quotes, poetry, songs and more. None of these are by me. Credits go to appropriate people (I'll list the author in each one). Please feel free to tell me yet more things that you think are inspirational and I'll add them to the book if you allow me. Photography on cover by Aphantopus

Lexie always appeared to be the girl who would have everything under control. She lives what seems like a perfect life - she's beautiful, she has rich parents, she's smart, she's sporty, and she's totally popular. But when one accident nearly kills her best friend, everything Lexie has known for her whole life is completely turned around. On a tremendous journey of friendship, faith, and love, she must make choices that will change her life forever.

In Life Lines, she became Elite. In Love Lines, she became Assarion. In Dead Lines, she becomes...something quite different. Natalie Abernathy has been through a lot since the beginning of the school year. She never would've guessed dying and then being brought back would be one of them. After that fateful night in the corn field, life for Natalie has slowed to a crawl and turned uncertain. She's learning how to balance her normal lifewith her new Assarion one. However, not everything is working out how she would like. She can't remember everything about how she died and how she was brought back. Some of the details are gone but one thing she does know for certain. Caelus is hiding inside one of her friends. She just can't recall which one. Caelus is lurking in the shadows and no one knows why he hasn't put his plan to end the world and start anew into action yet. With the newly released monsters causing chaos and destruction all over the world, the Elite are forced to work together despite their differences. Enacting a tense peace between the two sides. With Homecoming and Halloween fast approaching, Natalie can't help but feel like everything is changing, the life she once knew and loved being drowned out by visions and a constant foreboding that the end to everything won't turn out how everyone would hope.

Abigale Wade and Allen Johnson, two lovers who were torn apart when Allen had to leave. He promised to come back, and Abigale promised to wait. Over a hundred years later, two teenagers who coincidentally share the same names as these two lovers - Abigale Steward and Allen Lawson - are thrust into the confusion of why Allen Johnson never came back. Is it really just a coincidence, or what else could it be?

The man kneeling on the concrete is already bleeding when the door slams shut behind him. He doesn't beg. He knows it won't help. Footsteps echo across the warehouse floor-slow, controlled. The kind that belong to someone who's done this before, many times, and won't lose sleep over it. A woman steps into the strip of fluorescent light, a dagger spinning casually between her fingers. "Last chance," she says. "Where is she?" The man spits blood. "You're too late. She doesn't even know who she is." The woman stops the dagger mid-spin. "That's exactly why we need her now." The man laughs, a cracked, painful sound. "She's hidden. Protected. You'll never touch her." The woman crouches, eye level with him. Her voice drops, steady and cold. "We already have." He freezes. She smiles a little. "She felt the shift today. Just a flicker, but enough. Keeps happening more often." Silence. Then she presses the dagger to his throat-not cutting, just reminding. "Now I'll ask one more time," she says. "Who's guarding her?" He swallows hard. The truth slips out like a reflex. "The boy." She doesn't react. Doesn't blink. Of course it's the boy. She stands, wipes the blade on his shirt, and turns to the man waiting by the door. "Clean this up. Move the others. We don't have much time." "And the girl?" the man asks. The woman slides the dagger back into her belt. "She's waking up. Slowly." She looks back once, only once. "When she finally remembers who she is... everything changes." No threat. No warning. Just fact. She walks out. The warehouse lights flicker. Somewhere in the city, unaware, the girl they're hunting opens her eyes-feeling a heaviness in her chest she can't explain.