15 years after the Third World War and Undorn's citizens still feel it's aftermath. Mandatory non-electric hours are implemented to conserve the fuel supply. Enforcers are stationed at every entrance to every city, ready to fire a shot at the first person who disobeys the Warden's rules. For Orgon, the Warden's middle child, the only thing he finds any pleasure in is math, finance, and numbers. That is, until he looks his servant boy in the eyes. Beo has had it. He doesn't like being ordered around by the Captain, he doesn't like how tight the fabric to his stupid Enforcer uniform is, and he most certainly does not like the boy who sleeps on the bunk bed below him. No, he most certainly does not. Neither of the two have any idea how their lives are about to change. No, they do not at all. Sequel on hold.

"All CJ knew was that Quinn was different, and in Bayside, different didn't come around too often." A police sergeant at age 25, CJ Thomas was always destined for greatness. Every man wanted to be him, and every woman wanted to be with him. But that really wasn't CJ's thing. Nothing was really CJ's thing. Until the kid wearing beat-up Nikes and a Pink Floyd T-shirt stepped into his station--in handcuffs, nonetheless. From that day on, CJ had a thing. And it was going to be so much more trouble then it was worth.