DEATH RAIN: The Journey Begins

DEATH RAIN: The Journey Begins

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In the year 2090, the world was crumbling to pieces because of global warming. As a last resort, the scientists decided to spray the air with chemicals to cool the heat. This worked for a while, but then everything went wrong. Instead of the chemicals cooling the air, they mixed in with it, and with that, they mixed in the rain too. Creating what we know now as, death rain. It is now 2108, and one of the former scientists called Johnathan Nicholas Cillian, but everyone calls him JC. Him and his partners Dr. Colleen Hawking and Dr. Ruby Stuart own the D.R.E.A.D meaning..... Teagan Morris, Sebastién Hawking, Lien Tapia, Nida Herman, Neveah Silva, and Koa Sullivan along with their parents must find their way to the safe heaven that is dread. As you would except, travelling across the country with a bunch of teenagers is not easy let alone adding an apocalypse and rain that slowly kills. Read to join Teagan and her friends on this mission to safety (book 1 of 2) PS. if you enjoy reading in a more "professional way" this books is also available on tapas.com under the same name, link to it on my page <3
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Snow

After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust. ***** Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors. Book One of the Snow Series Highest ranking: #3 in Sci-Fi Watty's Shortlisted

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