Sara and Pride escaped Verweald's dangerous streets, but their quest to kill the Sin of Envy has just begun. In search of a way to end the immortal creature's life, Pride and the dying woman find refuge in the manor of Crow's End, where the residents harbor deadly, secretive histories, and the walls breathe with the memories of a madman as old as time. As their time draws short, Pride must manage an impossible feat no other Sin has accomplished before while Sara tries to survive the madness of Crow's End and come to grips with her own limited mortality. ---------------------------------- [[SEQUEL TO BEREFT]] [[ORIGINAL DRAFT]] [[ Highest Rank: #3 in Fantasy ]] [[Winner of the 2017 Fiction Awards (Best Fantasy Story)]] [[Winner of the 2017 Cryptic Awards (Best Dark Fantasy)]]

* 2017 WATTY WINNER!* Blurb: Humans are at the top of the food chain and always have been. But what if they weren't? What if another took our place and decided to raise and exploit us as we have every other animal on earth? Welcome to a world after humanity... No one is exactly certain where the sibla came from. Some say they evolved from humans long ago, slowly taking power as their numbers increased. Taller, stronger, and longer-lived, than homo sapiens it isn't too hard to imagine. Now humans must face a reality in which they are no more than animals, domesticated beasts bred for their master's various needs and hungers. Rachel Turner is only eight years old. Born in Demin, one of the last remaining free human settlements on earth, she has never been forced to face the reality of life under a sibla Master, living a carefree existence in her hidden village. Magnus Kendrick is a sibla farmer with a sizable estate on which he raises all manner of livestock, from chickens, to sheep, to...humans. He is also the man destined to purchase Rachel's life. *Warning: This book contains a certain degree of gore and disturbing themes Beautiful cover by @my_fairytale 2016 Fright Fest Gold Winner Cryptic's Choice 2017 WATTY Winner ( Story Smiths category) *All Rights Reserved

Fifteen year old Callin escapes from an underground lab where telepaths and genetic scientists have been experimenting on him. On the run from the enhanced assassins the Lab sends after him, he meets others his age who have escaped other labs. Callin vows to go back and destroy the labs, but then he meets Carmen. Beautiful, cursed with an uncontrollable power that links her to anyone she touches, she inadvertently discovers she can control her power when touching Callin. They are attracted to each other on a level they hardly understand, but Callin cannot let down his inner walls that protect him from the hated telepaths, but also shield him from love. Callin battles the Labs and his own heart in this science fiction fantasy.

Now a digital pilot for SYFY The Society knows when we're going to die. They imprint it on our arms at birth. I was supposed to die yesterday. I'm the girl who's Expired. Winner of the 2020 Readers Choice Awards Cover by @Forcade

Now complete! ~~~ It's a bad time to be a superhero. When the world turned its back on metahumans, the golden age of superheroes came crashing down. But now a mysterious supercriminal is making one final bid for power, and with no one else left to protect the world, ex-hero Spook must risk everything to take him down. There will be no reprieve, no negotiation. War is coming. Put on the mask. There's work to be done. Chris Strange presents a stunning, no-holds-barred superhero adventure that will lure you in and knock you out. This is the novel superhero fans have been waiting for. ~~~ This book is available now at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Kobo, and Smashwords. Visit www.chris-strange.com for more information. Happy reading!

Brandon Stamp is abducted, experimented on, and given super powers. He discovers he is a pawn in a power struggle between groups who want to use him and his abilities for their own ends. His wife is missing, his friends may be dead, and he is looking for answers... whether he gets them or not, we will find out together! This is a "choose your own adventure" style story, where readers vote to determine what happens next at the end of each chapter. Even if a chapter has closed for voting, feel free to leave any comments or thoughts you have. I'm making this up as I go along, so all input is welcome. New chapters are posted about once a week (or so). Read book one, "Power Shift" here: http://www.wattpad.com/story/6594672-power-shift

{Greek Mythology} {Amateur Writing} {Hiatus} What happens if you turn the gods into humans and send them to our world? Madness? War? Chaos? For them it's a total nightmare! It's been centuries since they last visited the human world, so when the titans escaped from Tartarus and turned them into teenagers, hilarity ensues! Join the gods as they spend their lives as "puny" humans as they race against time to save the world from the hands of the Titans while balancing their schoolwork and hormones! Cover made by Dark_Keiichi

{Greek Mythology} My version on the myth of Hephaestus with a dash of humor, and the gods cheap pick-up lines. "Wanna see my thunderbolt?" Cover made by KrungRi_Gizibe

Steven, recently discharged soldier comes home to the worst case scenario. Although he finds his sister, they run into many obstacles, returns, and many deaths of people that he once knew. It all comes down to who has what it takes to survive.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.