A billion-dollar clone, bought and raised as an extremely dangerous weapon, strikes out against those who manufacture and harvest clones for spare parts. ***** Duplicates are used for one thing: spare parts. Kept in Emulation Facilities, brain-dead and hooked to machines, duplicates never open their eyes. As a transplant nurse, Evette Ashford knows this better than anyone -- until a living, breathing duplicate shatters her life. Merely knowing he exists drags Evette into a deep, dark world of manipulation, danger, and control. Evette knows he just wants to find himself, but the corporation that created him are furious he's broken their control. So Evette must decide who to trust: the monster who forced her into this chaos or the monster who created him. [[IC Universe People's Choice]] [[1st Place, Writers' Olympics Dystopian Award]] [[1st Place, Oscar Sci-fi Award]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story is rated PG-13 for violence, language, and sexual content. This story will become free on January 31st!

This book is the last of the Queen series.

I watched my feet as I kicked them around. My thighs pressed against the cool marble counter top. "It's 11:11 Miranda. Make a wish!" I smiled at her, hoping to cheer her up. "I... I wish... I wish we could go home." She whipped away a few fresh tears. They spilled from her perfect green eyes and slid down her cheek. I reached over and hushed her. "Be quiet Mirny... don't let them hear you say that." Panic trailed in my voice. What happens when 15 year old Ashley Frey takes a wrong turn on her way home from practice? Who is it that she hears just behind her? Read to find out.

"I loved him so much Annabelle!" "loved?" "yeah, loved" "why loved? why not love?" "well last night I realised, that he wasn't my boyfriend, he was my bully"