It's 2075 and Earth is quickly disintegrating. There are less than three years of inhabitable air left for both humans and Sciusians, refugee aliens. Officials are quickly unveiling their evacuation process called the "dyeing process". Because the dyeing process can't evacuate everyone, earning a dyeing spot becomes like winning a lottery. Sciusians and humans are allowed to have relationships, though, hybrid offspring were thought to be impossible....until now. A handful of these hybrids are relocated to a Sciusian owned island, where they are told they can earn a dyeing spot by performing, although it's unclear what that really means. Aya Thrasher is a seventeen-year-old from a broken home in a poverty-ridden suburb of what used to be Boston. She's creative but very self-conscious. After being relocated, she must deal with the pressure the performance brings. To top it off, she's caught between two potential love interests, brave but slightly geeky, Brennan, and wealthy and gorgeous, Trevor. Aya must also come to terms with her newly endowed gift - her dreams. Rayne Marovic is almost eighteen and comes from a small town, which she absolutely loathes. After a botched robbery, she serves a stint in prison, until she also ends up relocating to the island. Rayne is a hothead who must learn to deal with her temper, especially when she starts to discover her telekinetic abilities. Aya, Rayne, and the other hybrids must band together to defeat an insidious threat and learn the true meaning of the performance. - - - - - - EDITING - - - - - -

Sometimes I wish I could go back and say it all, even though somethings are better left unsaid. When Lavender falls in love with someone more dangerous than she's ever met, her world is shaken up and turned upside down. She has to navigate lies, crime, and heart break all while battling her own inner demons. If love makes him look like such a beautiful being, why does logic make him look like pure evil?

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked Xander, my voice void of any emotions. I was in my warrior stance in front of the whole pack. Back straight, hands folded in front of me and feet shoulder-width apart. I know I looked composed because that's my training. Be composed; don't lose control. Don't lose the battle. But all I wanted to do was run into his arms. Beg him to reconsider. Promise him that I would be the best for him. "I, Xander Valverde, Future Alpha of The Nightfall Pack reject you Anala Rozinov as my mate." With those words, I felt our bond begin to break. It was agonizing like being whipped and have those wounds have acid poured on them. That burning sensation started in my heart, and I felt it spread throughout my body. I took a shaky breath but remained cold and emotionless. I needed to leave quickly; I need to find somewhere safe. "I, Anala Rozinov, Daughter of Beta Keone Rozinov accept your rejection as your mate," I replied my voice, surprisingly even and cold. "You are now free to join the Alpha King's Army. Please go pack your things and report to my office. The King will be sending someone to collect you." He said, his voice rough with emotions. "Sorry Alpha. But I have decided I will go rogue." There were gasps among the crowd. The Alpha looked appalled this wasn't a part of the plan. No one refused the King. But I refuse to be another playing card for another pack. No more. I want my freedom. If my mate isn't it, I will find my own way. PS: I do not own any of the images used within the story; they have been borrowed from Pinterest or Google and belong to their respected owners. #TheLitAwards2019

Love is a dangerous game. And in the quiet town of Whispering Pines we're just getting warmed up! Seventeen-year-old Lyndon Hargroves already has his whole future planned. Until he meets Cole, the handsome stranger next door with the unbelievably perfect smile and fiery green eyes, and suddenly his perfectly structured life is turned upside down. Lyndon's plans are quickly shaken up as he finds himself falling for a boy who doesn't feel the same way about him, which should make it easier, but it only makes him want him more. The boy next door has a twisted past, only Lyndon can't seem to place what it is and why he's so guarded. Lyndon has to make a choice. A choice between love and loyalty. But what do you have to gain when you're only options leave you heartbroken.