On the distant globe of Glorion, there is no free will. Virtue comes in a vial. Vice spreads as a virus. Humanity has no control over its own morality. This was not the plan; this planet was once the promise of utopia. In 3012, a group of geniuses had engineered the human soul, crafting crime-free communities, sinless societies set to prosper in peace on this new Earth. It began with a vision of human perfection... gone horribly wrong. Eldor, heir to the world's throne in the year 5000, wages world war at the king's command. But will he champion his birthright, the dark empire of Zoll Zora? Or the glorious realm across the sea that he was sent to conquer? Good and evil, as potions and poisons, will be the strongest weapons wielded in this war. Spanning three millennia and two twin worlds, this is the epic saga of the eternal struggle and enduring strength—even and especially against all odds—of the will.

"There is no such thing as an ending, only new beginnings." Ansley Porter is no stranger to unusual happenings so when the nightmares begin she pays them no mind. She soon discovers that her nightmares aren't what they seem, but unfortunately for her she learns this a bit too late. Ansley, having walked straight into the entrapping arms of death, now wanders the earth a spirit. Her sister, Mirabel, is the only communication she has to the real world and they must work together to discover why Ansley is stuck in between life and death. The journey to enlightenment is not easy and the two sisters will be faced with trials pertaining to betrayal, antagonist forces, and of course love. Will Ansley and Mirabel figure out how to free her soul? Or will she be stuck as a ghost, forever condemned to wandering the earth unheard and unseen? ***** Note: I do not own the rights to any photos, songs, videos, etc., that I post unless I state otherwise.

FORMERLY KNOWN AS 'DUST' Haunted by the scars on her skin and visions of tormented emerald eyes, Emera always felt fractured, worn, helpless. How could she not when at the age of thirteen, she had awoken in an NYC hospital with no recollection of who she was. The only momento of her past being a bogus heart shaped locket. Her idle, stalemate life, is interupted by an eerily familiar flaxen haired visitor who shows her not all hope is lost. In fact, Emera is the hope. The only hope. But what's a girl to do when the one person who's supposed to love her unconditionally, wants no part of their joined destiny.