My only memory of being a child is of being seven and running through the woods with a dark haired boy, the air rushing past us, the sound of twigs breaking underfoot as we ran. Laughing we just ran, jumped and tumbled our way through the trees. I can hear his laughter even when I wake up surrounded by the white of my room; the echo of his laughter fills my head and makes me smile. My one treasured memory from before; before I lived in the palace of air, before I found out I was different. I don't belong here; I know most teenagers say they have a feeling of not belonging, of being different but I can sense it. I know I must sound mad, but I have senses I can't explain, my hearing is so sharp, I can hear a pin drop on the other side of the room, my vision is so sharp it sometimes feels like I am seeing everything in slow motion, my sense of smell is so strong, I can smell where someone has been and finally my ability to run faster than everyone else in the palace. I can run for hours without being winded or tired. I'm not a normal girl, I just can't remember anything before my seventeenth birthday, apart from my dream boy and those woods. And so it begins my escape from the palace.

My name is Molly, and I am a walking apocalypse. Death on two legs. Life on the streets of Cheshire makes you hard, but it never prepared me for this. It all started when I stole something, nothing more than a pretty trinket that caught my eye (I didn't say I was honest). Later I find out it's a carrier of black magic. A deadly spell that will end life as we know it. I have days to get it across the world and into the right hands. And only minutes before the men chasing me finally catch up.

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant