My name is Blair Riverwood. If you're reading this, then you're one of the lucky ones. The day the SHADOWS came changed the world forever, but you already knew that. If for some reason you've been living under a fucking rock, then we need to make one thing clear.. NO ONE is safe and NO ONE is coming to help you. If you want to survive you must follow one simple rule. DON'T TRUST ANYONE. After all you may be with one at this very moment and not even know it. But by the time you realize, it will be to late.

The world is changing. Scientists discover a new gene, pushing mankind further into evolution. The Darwin Gene. Triggered in adolescence, children start displaying special powers. With no understanding of what these abilities are, or where they came from, fear grips society. Children have no control over their newfound gifts and start to become a danger to themselves and others. Addy and Peter Decker are brother and sister. Peter has the ability to control and alter time. Addy can absorb the abilities of others, making her the most powerful of the Darwins. As society burrows deeper into chaos, and a new virus spreads, Addy catches a glimpse of a dystopian future, and a deep-rooted conspiracy to ensure that it happens. Addy and Peter, along with the help of others, must confront their abilities, rewrite destiny, and fight for a future worth saving.

**COMPLETED** Talia, a girl exiled from her town for possessing magic. Raven, a boy who is an outsider in his own home. As dark fights light and friends become foe, a battle for life and death grips a world torn in two.

"When the stars retreat, and the moon bleeds blue. When love bows to a pure soul, free of vengeance, and hatred and sorrow," his words were ushered, as if he were telling her a secret, "Is when I'll be with you." At the time, Aura didn't understand. "Now run. Think of it like the catching games we used to play." He whispered, pressing a parting kiss to her creased forehead. "Don't let them catch you." So she ran. But she never saw her father again. #2 Fallen, 11.11.21

[COMPLETE] Katherine Williamson Peters wasn't born a beaten coward. When she was a girl she was wild and free and brave. She was Blue Angel, fierce protector of the imaginary innocent and robber of make-believe trains. She climbed trees and disobeyed her father and she cavorted with demons. At least that's what the church folk said-- Gabriel Townsend's momma was a concubine for Satan himself, and her son was the devil's seed. Not that it mattered much to Katherine, back when she was young and reckless. Gabe was just her partner in crime, her best friend in the whole world. She was Blue Angel and he was Devil Dog, slayer of bad guys and wielder of six-shooter finger guns. But life had other plans for Katherine than the rebellion and joy she favored as a girl. She couldn't say exactly how it happened that she lost her courage, but she woke up one day and found herself conquered. Battered and alone, crushed beneath the heel of her husband, her obligations, and the weight of the town's judgment. A brave woman would have fought. She'd have protected herself and brought goodness and strength back to the name of God-- a name her husband's preachings had tarnished. Katherine wasn't brave. She was a coward, and like a coward she turned her back on God and she fled... ...right into the arms of the devil.

A perfect town is hiding ugly secrets. One dead body. One missing person. And a killer who is only just getting started... Blaire Olsen is the girl everybody wants to be. With her long and shiny beach-blonde hair, mesmerising blue eyes, and a to-die-for figure, she is the natural star of Berewood High. She was untouchable, a golden bullet soaring through our school and striking down anyone who stood in her way. Everybody either wanted to be her, know her, or kill her. But then someone actually did. And now, nobody wants to be her. I don't know why she went into the woods that night - all I know is that one second, she was there, alive and breathing, and the next she was not. The coroner's office say it was an accident, that she was drunk and fell over on some branch, knocking her head too hard on the way down. It was an accident. It was an accident. It was an accident. But, I've found her diary. It wasn't an accident. ******* Cover by Ellie Sita