To Everything There Is A Season
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  • Reads 39,374
  • Votes 2,754
  • Parts 24
  • Time 5h 57m
Ongoing, First published Dec 31, 2019
Mature
Sang grew up in a community that eschewed modern technology and hated the government. When the man she's married to but doesn't  know leaves her alone she must learn to make her own decisions and figure out how to survive on her own.
The Blackbourne team is sent to investigate the leader of a shadowy anti-government group that has attempted to over through the system in the United States. The group failed but nature did the job. Left with a world that is slowly descending into chaos and anarchy, the team tries to make sense of a world they no longer understand
Disclaimer: The story setting is mine the characters not so much. They belong to the lovely C.L Stone and are borrowed with love from the Ghostbird series.
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The Connected

19 parts Ongoing

Owen and the rest of the ghost bird boys are what we call, in the society of the Solexion, soul connections. Sang is their soul center, who was taken from their world at birth by vindictive humans. Not knowing the truth of her identity, nor the reason for the strange marking over her heart, or the power she holds on the Earth, she remains in terrifying homes and hides. She hides her smile, her laugh, her heart, her voice, and most of all she hides her strange gifts. On her 18th birthday, strange things begin to happen, and the only world she's ever known is rocked off its axis when nine strangers appear and take her breath away, as well as her heart. I do not own any of these characters, the GB and SB boys and girls belong to C. L. Stone entirely. Everything else comes straight from my own brain.