Alexandria Raede wakes up and finds herself locked in a cell. When a man comes to take her out, she thinks it might be her freedom, but Instead she is taken to a room full of other kids around her age. She finds out she has special abilities that enable her to manipulate fire, along with the other kids, called Harnessers, who have different abilities that make them dangerous. Or valuable.

Sarah Marsden is prepared to rock NaNoWriMo this year. With tormented yet charming heroes, a fantastic magical world, and a thrilling sword & sorcery plot, she’s sure her novel will be amazing. She writes through the night, fighting exhaustion, until the words on the screen start to blur. Until she closes her eyes, just for a second… and wakes up in the fantasy world of her novel. Unsure if she’s dreaming, hallucinating from lack of sleep, or if she finally lost it, Sarah figures her best course of action is to covertly follow her heroes around, watching her story unfold and maybe picking up a few new ideas along the way. But then her characters start going off script. They’re not talking to the right people, they’re not solving the mystery — they’re just screwing everything up! Sarah is well aware of what will happen if the villain wins, so she takes things into her own hands, teaming up with the heroes so she can secretly keep them on the right track. The heroes are the only ones who can save the world, but she’s the only one with the knowledge to guide them. And she must do so without letting them discover who she is, or that they’re all just characters in her story. This year’s NaNoWriMo is definitely going to be one to remember.

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16