Water: Crucial to survival, but what happens when it turns into the very thing that could kill you? Oxygen: Even more crucial than water, giving it the ability to turn into the most deadly weapon of the century. Fire: A keeps us warm, dry, but gives off fumes, fumes that are dangerous, fumes that can manipulate. Technology: It runs it all, cleans the water you drink, filters the air you breath, sparks the flame that could kill you. In a world where everything is overrun by technology, a hot headed girl sets off to find out the truth about what really runs through those wires, and what truths the government is working to hide. When Alysaa Rain Loxsun goes off to college she never expected to turn into a leader, a leader of a rebellion at that, but it all changes when she breaks into the principals office on a dare and finds papers on her, and all of her friends, recording everything they're not supposed to know. She also didn't plan on meeting Caleb Qamar Arbor, a local edgy, but insecure librarian boy who has a love for classic novels, coffee, and fuzzy sweaters.

The girl in front of me sighs and leans back against the metal headrest of the chair. "Rayn Ophelia Dameron." she says, jutting out her jaw a bit as I survey her features, so precisely like her brothers. The same fierce eyes, like fire and stone all the same. A sharp jawline, and sleek brown hair. Her features are a bit softer than that of her brothers, less gruff, gorgeous. I almost wince at the thought, trying to get it out of my head as soon as it forms. I can't get emotionally attached to her, especially since I'm going to have to be the one to kill her in the end. "I'm Kylo Ren." her eyes light up at that and widen at the same time, and I just stare at her as a mixture of disbelief and shock spread across her face like a wild fire. "No, you're not." she says, staring into my eyes with a cool and unwithering gaze. "I think I would know what my own name is, Rayn." I shoot back at her, lifting a dark eyebrow her way. "I would think so too, Ben Solo." Might not be kylo anymore,,, idk man

I woke up on the hard ground, snow falling all around me, everything seemed perfect, for just those few minutes between dreams and reality, right and wrong, light and dark. I let a smile spread across my face as the flakes fell around us under the cloudy morning light, making everything look like a snow globe. Then I remembered, my brother was gone, with one of my best friends and my brother in law. The whole Weasley family was sleeping in my house because they couldn't go home, and I was cold. I opened my eyes to see George sleeping soundly with his forehead rested against mine, this was one of the few things that plastered that smile right back on my face, one look into his eyes and I can forget all the tears mine have cried. One kiss to his lips took away the memories of the screams mine have held. One embrace could melt away the sadness of the thought that I'll never hug my father again. Because he knew, he knew how broken I was, yet he chose to love my broken pieces anyways, to help me pick them up, to help me keep what was not yet broken protected. And I'd do the same for him any day, and I have, and I'd fight tooth and bone for our love, where as it was scratched and dented, isn't and will never be broken. ~Layers, Some Day Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling

As the daughter of one of the most well know Death Eaters, lying low wasn't easy, especially with The Dark Lord at large. But when Draco Malfoy asks Emila to do him a huge favor, she learns that you don't have to hide to be happy, and love can be found in the most hurt people. Cover credits go to: Bea😊