(Book Two of Experiment Number 7218. Do not read this summary or book if you have not read Book One) I listen closely through the static on the radio, trying to hear the emergency broadcasting message. An electronic voice repeated over and over, "This message is transmitted to you through the North Carolina Police Department. It is advised to stay indoors and to remain inside if at all possible. Have enough food for one to two weeks. Do not come in contact with anyone outside of your household. This message is transmitted to you through the North Carolina Police Department." I scoff to myself. I know this will not be over in a mere two weeks. - - - - - Terminar; The Latin word for Terminate. Definition: To bring to an end. Brittany Slater was free. She had finally escaped the island that she now calls Hell. But there were so many loose ends. Why had her father destroyed all of his research? His factory? His life's work? Why had he given her a chance to live? Well, she got her answer. Upon arriving to North Carolina, she was thrown right back into Hell on Earth. Grounders, Savages, what were once innocent people, they now all roam free. Her father told her the Experiment was over, and he was right. It was time for the Project to begin. To take effect. And no one could stop him. He'd turned the world into a pyramid, and he put himself and his own government on top. He'd activated Project Terminar. Warning: Contains graphic content such as blood, gore, violence, and language. Please take notice of the horror tag. Some content may not be suitable for all readers. Thank you.

All I can hear is the loud ring of silence. It's broken only once a day, when a small portion meal comes through a slot that is immediately sealed after. It's dark. Nothing but black. I lost count of the days at 127. I don't know where I am, I've only heard one thing. I overheard them say, "The North field was over ran, it's complete chaos over there. These will take an extensive amount of time to get to." I can only assume she meant me when she said "These." ----- I was fourteen. I hadn't even shifted into my Wolf yet. Our Pack house was invaded by... them. I don't know who they are, I don't know what they want. All I can conclude is that, I guess, we're being used for something. Although I hate the silence, I dread the day that that large silver chamber door will open. Cover art by: ThatBookCoverCreator Warning: Contains graphic content such as blood, gore, violence, and language. Please take notice of the horror tag. Some content may not be suitable for all readers. Thank you.

When Hayden moves from Manhattan to Kansas, she thought her complicated life would slow down. Little does she know, hanging out with Dean Winchester will make things more complicated then ever before! *********** "No, I'm not going anywhere with you. What the hell happened Dean!?" I say louder this time. He steps back and looks me in the eyes. His eyes look sad and concerned but I'm too angry to care. "It's hard to explain. It's complicated" "Of course it is" I chuckle at him "everything is complicated with you" I snarl.

You (Katlyn Marks) have been hunting ever since you were 16 now 8 years later you are still hunting everything that goes bump in night. While on the job you have had your share of one night stands over the years but there is one that stuck in your head with a certain hunter with green eyes... Normally you are the one the leaves first but when you woke up he was gone along with the memory... Now here you sit in Florida hunting a spirit killing spring breakers and there he sits... The same man you remembered from all those years ago, he of course did not remember you which was understandable but you wanted him to remember you, you wanted to know more about him and his family business. What the heck was happening to you?! Little did you know that that same green eyed Hunter couldn't take his eyes or mind off you... Will it work out? Will you ever understand why he is the way he is? Could you two even hold down a relationship with your jobs? Or will you even live long enough to find out?