The EMP bomb emitted a pulse from a whine to a roar. Houses shook while the blast pierced everything, wood, plaster, and hands clasped over ears. We knew our technology would take ages to build again. our ears too remained quiet. A few were better off. Their hands flew with crystal clarity, and their eyes understood. The deaf. Until they tried to bind their hands, again.

A riveting coming of age story about an orphaned dracon shifter's struggle to control her own fate. "Black as a moonless night, might makes right," Joel whispered the old saying under his breath. His fingers clenched around my wrist before he released me and stepped away, his aura flashing with yellows and spring greens - excited and amused. Mostly excited. Definitely not afraid. "Precisely," I said. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Grandfather's deep purple aura turn orange. Feigned disappointment. In his opinion, aura reading was a potential weakness and one he never hesitated to exploit. He only broadcast his emotions when he wanted someone to read them. I rolled my eyes. "Stop acting so disappointed, Grandfather. This is what you wanted, isn't it? Why else would he-" I nodded to Joel "-be here? Our world is beneath his notice unless you invited him." "Lured," Joel supplied helpfully. So I wasn't the only one Grandfather tricked. "Tell me, Grandfather. Did you want Director Nease dead?"

The Wildfire Virus. That's the illness the eggheads have called dubbed that has spread alarmingly fast all over the world. No could figure out at first how and where it came from or how even spread so quickly. I was on leave, visiting brother in Boston when the infection hit. Yesterday, the world was normal with its own conflicts. The next, millions get sick, hospitals are overwhelmed, and any sort of space was converted into a makeshift hospital to handle all the sick. On day 2 the sick died and awoke attacking the living. I tried to get out of the city, but the military closed off every major access point and now I'm trapped within, along with millions of undead. I must get out of the city with any means necessary. Winner of 28 awards including: Unknown Story, Best Cover, Random, Voted King of Action, and Voters Choice

The prequel to "The Falling" (you don't need to read "The Falling" to understand what's going on). It is demon Mahin's greatest wish to fly. An opportunity presents itself in the shape of the Angel of Light, Cyrus Abner. As their friendship grows into something more, Mahin's husband and Heaven grow suspicious. Meanwhile, a plot against her family is brought to light after the death of her parents. With enemies all around her, Mahin will learn that she's flown too close to the sun to get away without getting burned. WARNINGS: implied rape, mentions of abuse, some language *Edits completed 7/13/19