Země byla před deseti lety napadena Xavii. Mimozemšťany z hlubokého vesmíru. Lidem se pod jejich nadvládou nežije špatně, ale není to to, co dřív. Svoboda. To je to, co jim nejvíc chybí. Virtuální hra Truth je Xavijský vynálezy, který zkoumá lidskou mysl a nové technologie. Tedy všichni si to msylí. Každý rok je vybráno deset lidí, kteří jsou umístěni do hry. Do hry, ze které nemají šanci odejít. Do hry ve které mohou zemřít. A toto je příběh jednoho z nich. Příběh zajatce pravdy. Nejlepší umístění: 1. místo ve sci-fi od 17.9.2017 až do 15.5.2018, 25.9.2018- listopad 2018 1. místo ve fantasy 18.9.2018 #20. v kategorii sci-fi: 18.7.2017 #11. v kategorii sci-fi: 19.7.2017 #9. v kategorii sci-fi 20.7.2017 #8. v kategorii sci-fi 21.7.2017 #6. v kategorii sci-fi 22.7.2017 #4. v kategorii sci-fi 23- 24.7.2017 #3. v katrgorii sci-fi 18.8.2027 #2. v kategorii sci-fi 23.8.2017

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After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust. ***** Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors. Book One of the Snow Series Highest ranking: #3 in Sci-Fi Watty's Shortlisted

Miorpeans are an ancient race that use starlight as a source of nourishment and energy. For eons they traveled the cosmos in search of sentient life that existed harmoniously within the limits of a planets balanced bio-network. They found the inhabitants of Earth to be in violation of this, the most imperative and fundamental of their natural laws. The planet was withered, desolate, and dying. Its environment was collapsing and Humans were deemed responsible for the planets deplorable condition, and eradicated. Now, after centuries of terraforming, a rejuvenated Earth was ready for habitation. A team of Miorpean researchers were tasked with testing the environment of this newly reclaimed world. One member of the team, Mira, made a stunning discovery. Somehow, humans had survived and were thriving in large communal settlements. Mira would come to believe that humans respected the planet and vowed to protect them from the fate the befell their ancestors. A stunning revelation about the origins of these humans would bring her into an intense conflict with a code of ethics and beliefs that has guided the course of her ancestral people since the beginning of time. Cover Art by Liviu Mihai A Special Thank you to TonyHarmsworth and kemorgan65 and JorKam for editing guidance.

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