In love, it's either you be selfish or selfless.

Tom Baker was mostly an extraordinarily average human being, which was perfect of course, because they tend to have the most extraordinary adventures. Neil Gaimen/Douglas Adams-ish, this story follows the life of Tom Baker, a 40 year old accountant leading a life of no consequence, but with one very important difference. He is a maker. Tom Baker has the ability to control his dreams.

Welcome to a post-apocalyptic world of living Hell. They call me Omega. Here, it's God's blessing to find a scrap of meat. Here, it's a world of monarchy and injustice. Here, the best a woman can ask for is a comfy house to bear her man's children. But me? Well, I guess you could call me a lucky girl. Life is a game and we are the pawns. The trick is choosing a side.

I don't know what happened. Or how, or why. All I knew was how to shoot a gun and keep Amelia safe. Now, Amelia is missing, with my gun. I'm being hunted, by the deceivers. Wandering on highways is the best chance of survival, not hiding. Let them take me, try to change me. It won't work, I'm different. I have the strain.

"The girl is mine" he all but growled, motioning with a tilt of his head towards me. In that moment I knew exactly who he was and what he was talking about. I paled at the realization as my throat went dry and my heart slammed against my chest repeatedly. "Oh my god" I whispered, covering my mouth as I backed away from the two guys in front of me. I was his tether. "The hell she is" Fevah fired back, still not getting it. He was ignored by the stranger as I seemed to have claimed his full attention. He smiled sweetly at me, taking small steps towards me, trying not to frighten me. "It's alright sweetheart, I could never hurt you" he called, his voice soft and melodious. I froze, fear freezing me in my spot as the wind seemed to suddenly pick up and toss my light brown hair in my face. Tears sprang up to my eyes. I didn't want this. I didn't want him. This was the one thing I would never want. My parents would disown me if they found out. I would get kicked out and be left for dead. I can't let them find out; I'll just have to find a way to get rid of him. I knew that wasn't going to be easy. "You've got to be shitting me" Fevah suddenly said, his eyes going from the stranger then back to me. Realization had finally hit him. I was a freaking monsters...or what ever he was, tether. He swallowed loudly before scratching the back of his neck uncomfortably. "She's my tether" the stranger said offhandedly, his voice soft as he eyed me approvingly.

Ophelia witnessed the murder of her parents, right in front of her very eyes. Still a child and deeply traumatized, her mind forced itself to shut down the memories of that horrible night. However, her memories started to return, piece by piece. One night, by accident, she witnessed the renown killer, the Death Bringer, right in the middle of his crime. As fate allowed it, he let her go, saying that he won't kill her. At least not yet. What could be the Death Bringer's connection to her and her goal? Will Ophelia finally be able to uncover the past? Can she handle the truth?

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"Un clou chasse l'autre." Veronica, a singer-songwriter in a band, finds herself on a sticky wicket when she realizes her relationship with a famous model is now on the ropes. After a fiasco with her best friend, she struggles to focus on work as they have trouble patching things up, which leaves her with no other choice but to face the music. Caught in the midst of confusion, gorgeous models, and failing friendships, will she have to choose between her career and her best friend?

Captain Scott Matthews is the leader of an elite team of commando's who's aim is to safeguard peace and security. But just as Scott and the woman he loves start to discover true love and happiness, the world as they know it comes to an end. What will Scott and his love do, and how will they survive the world on fire?