"League of Legends assemble . . . or whatever." It's been two months and there's been no sign of the infamous villain, Nemesis, until superheroes around the world start to go missing. The secret agency MASKED knows that there is only one group of heroes fit for the job of figuring out what happened to the heroes . . . and save the city from a massive robot invasion. Sonic can run at the speed of sound, plus some. All she ever wanted was to live a normal life away from the publicity of her father becoming mayor . . . until now. Calico and Tornado are still off fighting secret wars for MASKED and The Marvel and Blue Archer are off fighting small crimes in Empire City . . . until now. White Static was just an underappreciated sidekick . . . until the super he works for goes missing under mysterious circumstances. Can this group of misfits get along just long enough to fight off a faceless villain who might be closer to home than they'd originally thought?

In 1876, western men sweep mail-order brides off their feet as soon as they arrive in town, but not Isabel Grant. Capt. Pichon rejects her for being "a skinny, school-girl" and is left in town to wait three days for the next train. Sgt. John Webster delivers the news to her and is drawn to protect this porcelain doll. Isabel discovers her independence, but she finds out she doesn't have the legal right to be independent. Will she go back to a life of poverty? Will she be forced to marry? Will she be allowed to stay? Read about Isabel in Porcelain White.

"It's a bird! It's a plane! No, it's just some idiot in spandex." Arabella Jones is your average American teenage girl, she even lives in one if America's most prosperous cities, Empire City, California. She's a sucker for the performing arts and owns two bookcases full of young adult novels. Well maybe she's not so much like your average American teenager. Everything in Arabella's life seems to be finally going perfect, right up until the city's most famous superhero come barging through her widow at two in the morning on a school night. All she used to have to worry about was what part she was going to get in the musical and if the boy she's been crushing on since freshman year likes her back or not. But these worries are nothing compared to her newfound super stalkers. Now it seems that the city's only hope, and her's, is a teenage boy dressed in spandex who still hasn't learned not to wear his underwear on the outside of his clothes.

Nightingale is human - or would be, had it not been for the manner of her creation. Genetically engineered and grown to adulthood in a lab, she was created, not born. Why? For the sole purpose of the entertainment of rich men as one of the many Inamoratas in the bordello business . Beautiful, elegant, a superb dancer and an even better singer, she is the perfect lover for any man. Perfect, that is, except for her personality - the one thing you can't engineer.

January 1, 2015. The day that the world changed forever. Following the aftermath of a deadly nuclear war between the United States and China, an odd airborne pathogen is discovered. Scientist scramble to uncover what this virus does and find that it is a virus like no other. Once the virus starts to attack your body, you have exactly one year to live. A cure can't be found and the virus is spreading like wildfire. People are still recuperating from the nuclear war and find that there is nothing they can do to stop the virus. I was diagnosed with having the virus on January 1, 2015. My birthday was on the first and so I had just turned eighteen. What a birthday present, getting such a deadly disease, or could it somehow turn into a good thing? One year to live. I had the virus.