Samantha Peterson has wealthy parents. Her so called friends not only murder her parents, but rob them and become wealthy themselves and soon the richest people in the country as they built off this stolen wealth. Three years after this , Samantha returns for revenge. Not just any revenge. She has changed her appearance and name. Samantha Peterson is gone and now in her place is Victoria Strickings. Alexander Celeste. A man who shares the same hatred towards her main evildoer, Marcus Williams aids Victoria in her fight to regain what was hers. And hell. They might have succeeded. [Highest Ranking; #1 Action #1 Mystery/thriller]

In the darkest corners of lower Manhattan, a battle like no other rages. The city is home to a hidden group of survivors of the nanite plague, and a brother and sister born to defend their race. With a touch that can destroy nanites, Lanni, sister of Alex, is their last chance. Can she save her brother? Can she protect mankind's only hope? Or will she be responsible for the destruction of the last humans on earth? It's going to be another long day....... Killing Tiffany Hudson was just the beginning, but there is so much more to the story surrounding Diane and Crane's meeting in post-apocalyptic Manhattan. Children of the Plague tells the story of the survivors in the city, including Diane and some new characters you'll want to meet.

❝Crezi că a supravieţuit cineva?❞ ❝Da.❞ ❝Şi dacă nu?❞ Povestire SF - #1 - 08.07.2014, 14.09.2014, 26.08.2016

Dumped by her boyfriend, unemployed, middle-aged and chocolate addict. That is Johanna's current situation. To turn the situation around, she decided to go to Paris with her best friend, a dream she had always had. Little did she know that the beautiful city held many surprises for her... - Edited by Steven Clapp

outdated story. written in early 2013 Nu putem contempla amintiri prin fapte, ci prin vorbele pe care le scoatem la iveală din pânza prăfuită a trecutul, chiar dacă el este cinic, acid şi dur. Acesta ne supune şi ne îndeamnă spre hazardare, el singur ştiind că-şi riscă viaţa.

Nu sunt ruptă dintr-o carte de ficțiune proastă, însă port povara unei atingeri mortale. Încă dinaintea nașterii mele, moartea mi-a fost mamă. Am crescut în sânul ei cu o pereche de ochi schimbători- uneori de demon, alte ori de înger- cu o pereche de mâini capabile să omoare cu o singură mângâiere pe obraz și vise ciudate despre ce îmi este hărăzit mie și altora. Am ascuns și negat totul cu stângăcie multă vreme. Însă David a răsărit de nicăieri și într-o singură zi a reușit să-mi afle secretul. Mi-e teamă și lacrimi îmi șiroiesc pe obraji, căci știu cine va fi următoare victimă colaterală a puterilor mele. Întâi a murit mama.Urmează David. E numai o chestiune de timp până când puterile mele vor reuși "accidental" să îl ucidă.