"Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road. Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go. So, make the best of this test, and don't ask why. It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time. It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. I hope you had the time of your life." From "Good Riddance" by Green Day, Billie Joe Armstrong Third book in the Sharing Afflictions trilogy.

The door of the dungeon slammed behind us. I was the most terrified I have ever been and it wasn't because I was six thousand miles from my home, in a dungeon that would be the envy of the Marquis de Sade, with two killers and the insane sadomasochistic transvestite owner of the dungeon. The transvestite was actually on my side. The two killers were actually our prisoners. My fear was due to the fact Rogue was being held by a gang of ruthless white slavers and it was only a matter of hours before they would be completely beyond my reach and I might never see Rogue again. I had to make the killers tell me where she was! Sequel to Sharing Afflictions.

A reckless rollicking romance? A mesmerizing multifaceted mystery? A curious comedy of cyber crime capers? These are all part of the tale of four twenty somethings' search for a reason for living even if they have to make one up. It is the story of the evolving relationships among this unlikely group as they deal with life threatening afflictions, and sort out romantic entanglements, while unraveling an assortment of adventure laden mysteries.

Born as mortal sons to Napoleon Bonaparte's personal surgeon and forever altered by the sinister mentor who made them orphans, bloodsucking vampire brothers Lucien, Thibault and Marcel are less Lugosi, more dashing serial killers, sour and snobbish, fond of fine things. Not unlike a competitive clan of creepy Kennedy cousins. These nearly immortal all-stars of mayhem and murder lack talons, retractable fangs and vulnerability to garlic or sunshine. They cast shadows. They make reflections in mirrors, and when buried, our boys enter a state of metabolic suspension, "sleeping" until it's safe to rise and return to their work, harvesting heads. After more than 150 years in hibernation, the vampires are revived by the spilled blood of methamphetamine users killed in a gangland ambush. The trio are instantly and utterly addicted - not to the toxic drug itself, but to the blood of those who intravenously use meth. Soon the frankendrug's grip draws their destinies into a narrow spiral of addiction, and their plans to return to modern France are sidetracked, then forgotten as they become lost in the American empire-turned-nightmare of 2028. Season of Destruction is a story that runs on bodies. It's a swim meet in a shark tank, and almost everybody dies. It's a story about the beginning of the end of the world.