The world ended not in fire, but in mutation.
A fast-spreading plague twisted humans into Shells - mindless, warped husks driven by instinct and rage. Nations fell, governments unraveled, and military resistance crumbled under the sheer ferocity of the infected. Communication died, and with it, civilization. Survivors fled to fortified enclaves, watching from behind walls as the world outside rotted, stalked by the echoes of what humanity had become.
In the race for a cure, scientists unlocked something hidden deep within human DNA - something ancient, alien, and never meant to be found.
Genarchs.
Not human. Not mutant. Amoral creatures - chimeras of flesh and bone - that absorb human DNA, shaping new identities from the lives they've consumed. Their arrival didn't bring war or conquest - but it changed everything. Their presence triggered a dormant power in humanity: telekinesis.
Powerful telekinetics became humanity's last hope against the Shells - and possibly the Genarchs. Women with the gift are especially valued, able to pass the ability to their offspring. In some outposts, they're protected. In others, they're owned.
Ora is a telekinetic in her settlement, valued not for her power but for her ability to bear the next generation. She's spent her life behind the protective walls, never venturing beyond them. But when her home is attacked and her fellow TK women kidnapped, she sets out with one goal: bring them back home.
Her unlikely protector is Ezo, a genetically engineered hybrid of human and Shell. Once a war dog, Ezo develops an obsessive devotion to Ora after she unknowingly saves him. He's intelligent, lethal, and the only reason she's still alive.
Together, they travel a fractured world ruled by warlords, scarred by history, and shaped by secrets rooted in human DNA. But Ora's mission is bigger than survival - it's about reclaiming power, rewriting fate, and becoming more than what the world has allowed her to be.
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When Rosie turned thirty-one with nothing to show for it, she panicked.
Suddenly it felt like her biological clock was ticking, but she didn't want to settle for a man for the sake of having a child. So, after falling down a rabbit hole of research online, she decided to find herself a sperm donor. A strangely vague profile ends up catching her interest. The only real thing she learned about him was that his name was Levi and he was in the military. One invasive and intimate procedure later, Lily was conceived.
It was a few months after her daughter was born, when Rosie should have been fretting about the price of nappies and lack of sleep, her worries were overshadowed by an event she never, ever could have predicted: a zombie outbreak.
Rosie locked herself away in Finches tower block, stocked up on supplies from abandoned neighbouring flats, and lived every day with the sole purpose of keeping her daughter alive. Doing so meant avoiding the dead as well as the living.
She'd been doing a decent job of it so far.
Until a man breaks into the tower block, but it wasn't just any man. It was Levi, Lily's literal sperm donor. And he was there to save them.
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When a bioweapon was released on UK soil, Staff Sergeant Levi James Brackley was sent from pillar to post in an attempt to help neutralise and contain. Once it was clear neither was possible the last resort was to form a safe zone on the Isle of Wight.
Levi decided to stay behind. The last evac chopper left without him on board. He knew it was a shot in the dark, that they were probably dead already, but he had to try. Without knowing it, they'd become a beacon of light during the darkest time of his life. Now it was his turn to be there's.