MVS, a chemical disease that left the world in pieces. Everyone who breathed in the chemical died. Or they were supposed to. A handful, less than two thousand to the million people to be struck by the disease awoke the next day, more alive than ever. Instant regeneration, shapeshifting, telekinesis, echolocation, fire breathing, invisibility, levitation, enhanced reflexes, super senses. Just a few of the symptoms these supposedly dead people woke up with. White Bloods, they call themselves. They share this world with us, and they're no longer human.

Track, neutralize, obliterate. For the vampire hunters around the world, this is the way things always been. Vampires are cruel and senseless. They feel nothing except the need to feed. That's the way it's always been. Since the beginning. Don't ask questions. Kill them. Don't look for answers. Just kill them. Nothing is more of a threat to the human race than the vampires. This is why they all must die. Raynalin Froid, a vampire hunter, rattles the world. Why? She's also a vampire.

A Modern Magicians Book I ran, the four sharply armed feet below me carrying me quickly towards the smell of magiced blood. A magician was hurt. For this, I had chosen to be a beast. A tall, terrifying monster of a creature, known only by myth to the rest of the world. Out of my many forms, this one was my favorite. My greatest creation, but not efficient when hiding. My long arms left the ground, grabbing onto a branch above me and swinging my huge body over a fallen tree trunk. I made a sudden turn to the scent. In front of me, was a fallen magician, bleeding, with two Black Hands approaching slowly. A found a growl growing deep in my chest. Ignoring the notion of brutally slaughtering them, I leapt.

"You must run," Helen choked, blood dripping from her mouth and eyes. "The book has chosen you so you must keep it safe." "I can't," Nomi cried, shoving the leather bound curse away from her. "Give it to Charity or Florence. They know how to defend it. They know what to do." "Goddess help us all, I wish I could," she scowled. "But it chose you. It sees something in you nobody ever will, so take the damned thing and run. We'll give you cover." Nomi grasped the book, her nails digging into it's frayed leather. "Where do I go?" "Anywhere but here. You're the Keeper now. Do your job." Nomi clenched her teeth, nodded at the doomed witch, and ran towards the docks. --- Nomi was never meant to be anyone, and she knew it. But, after disaster strikes her coven, Nomi Castellanos is forced to flee with the future of all witches in her hands. Without any destination in mind, she stows away on an outgoing pirate ship where fate's wheels throw her to the mercy of the storm, once again.

Welcome to the world of Syber, a world of dragons. The nation of Amor, salvage tribal people yet skilled dragon riders, wage war on the nation of Mira. In a desperate situation, the king of Mira has no choice but to host a competition to seek out a skilled rider to help lead his army into war. Anya, an Amorian who's seen her countries wrong, joins the competition in order to help her people by ending them. Along with the help of a few friends and her faithful silver dragon Feng, Anya faces many challenges. (Sorry, I suck at summaries. If you can come up with a better one please comment. Same goes for the cover.)

I was born...different to say the least. My parents kicked me out at a young age when a doctor discovered electricity flowing through my veins like circuits. I was lucky, the circus happened to be in town and they let me join. For about fifteen years, I learned how to control my electricity. How to strengthen and weaken it, how to feed it, how to control it, and how to make a nice circus truck out of it. Now, I use my abilities to earn myself money, until one day, some guy comes around saying that he and a group of other freaks need my help. No way in hell.

Fire bit at the tips of my black hair. The brown haired runed man glared at me with fear filled eye. He was right to be afraid of me. I was here to steal his soul. "Come on, friend," I coaxed, letting some of my power seep from my own hidden rune. He stopped for a second to gawk at the black mist growing around my back. He mumbled a word under his breath. "Traitor." One second was too long. I charged, my sword bared and swinging. It came up on his side, leaving a large gash below his right arm and bringing him down, screaming a banshees song. I kneeled down, pressing my knee into his spine and pulling his arms tight behind his back. Blood soaked my hand, but I didn't mind, this is what I did. "You...you're a traitor." "Yep," I replied, "but I'm also the one who's gonna live to tomorrow." I took a little vial from my pocket and found the maroon rune on his back. When I plunged the little needle into the "core" of his rune, his body froze. He let out a silent scream of pain. I let go of his hands and began massaging the rune out of his body until there was nothing left but the empty shell of a powerless human. --- A lazy rune hunter who's also runed. A strange man with a secret who's looking to prove himself. A grumpy soldier. Three strange people join together for a single purpose. --- "The god gave us powers and then left us to be slaughtered. This is the fate the runed are born into."

Witch, monster, half. These are just common names for the silver eyed Rui. From a young age, she's been able to understand the creatures named shadows. Without a home to accept her, she had no choice but to flee to the nearby shadow infested forest. By a stroke of luck, she was taken in by a shadow named Damian. She loved her life there, away from judging humans. Living freely with shadows. Then, one day, in a twist of fate, she's lured back into the world of the humans. With her beloved shadow friends and new human ones, not to mention a kind hearted king, she's thrown into a world of politics and war. (Sorry, I'm bad at summaries. Please read, I promise it's at least a bit better than it sounds. I love reading comments, even if it's just small critiquing. Anyways, thanks!)

[Book 2 in the Shadow Thief series] The criminal saved a city for the sake of revenge. Does that make her a hero or is she still a villain? That's what she wants to know. Deep in the desert is a seemingly peaceful wall-less city named Abraxia. Bustling with joy and activity during the day, it's night life is a bit more on the dangerous side. With her new gang, Lena wants to find out if she really can rise from the darkness and reach for the sun. The only difference? This time she's working with the government.

"Listen, Quill," Mom said silently, holding my sobbing face in her delicate hands. "You have to fly, okay?" Do you understand?" The ground shook again and screams erupted from above. "Bu-but Mom, I-" "Quill!" She yelled, shaking my shoulders. "If you don't go, all of us will die and there will be no one left." "But I-I can't fly." "You have to. Quill, listen to me, you must fly tonight."