Sixteen-year-old prodigy, Liza Randusky, waits imprisoned, blamed for the undead plague that’s slowly destroying the planet. Banished to an island where she’ll never play her beloved piano again, Liza’s steadfast sense of justice and passion for music may have the power to change her destiny. But will it be enough…
To strike back at the new world order, the troubled son of a preacher, Thomas Ripley-Hatter, suffers unspeakable alterations by the Underground to join a secret Army. Tommy knows that all hope lies in human-weapons like himself, and that somehow he must cling to his sanity…while letting loose the monster to win.
The battle begins for the last-standing sliver of humanity: Anthem.
I am writing in reference to the journal we discussed. The one I discovered hidden among my Great Uncle’s belongings.
After delving into its contents and knowing your interest in the orphic and esoteric, I knew you would be intrigued by what I discovered.
I have transcribed a portion of the journal, but the contents being what they are, will await your response before I part with the greater portion. It contains ideas that are better left alone if you have not the time nor inclination to pursue the full endeavor of delving into this particular mystery.
That being said here is the portion I wish for you to see:
September 15, 1986
I saw the man again to-day. Seven Crow he is called. It is astounding to me that he looks virtually the same as he did on that occasion forty years ago when we met. I know this to be true because the events surrounding that meeting have been indelibly imprinted upon my mind. I don’t know by what means he has kept his youth, but his strong native features and work hardened physique are undimmed by the passing years. It is surely the work of the native shamanism practiced upon him that has kept him so.
I do not know if he saw me, but I endeavored to conceal myself from his knowledge and attention. I feel as though he did not see me, for had he I am sure he would not have let me live. It was imperative for me to know that he was still confined in that hellish prison; whatever confinement means for one such as he.
It worries me that all of our years of patience and preparation will be undermined should Keezie somehow cross paths with this man. He has wrecked our past stratagem irreparably and perpetrated much damage to our cause.
There are things I long to tell the girl, but know that it is better she find them out for herself. The clues are there if she is clever enough to follow them. Her life will be hard once the forces in play pull her into their maelstrom. I hope I have prepared her well enough as she is the only one that can hope to control the device. Either that or she will die.
I will write more as events unfold…
Urban Fantasy with a Native American Twist.
After spending forty years in prison Eli Seven Crow is weak and lacking the power of his former self. When he is herded headlong into a maelstrom designed to steal his people’s most ancient secrets, his life and the one woman in two hundred years that he might be able to love he must find a way to save himself, or all life will be consumed by the otherworldly evil that his family has worked to defeat since the First People set foot on Mother Earth.
Tess O’Connor has never fought in a duel, ridden a Fae steed descended from a dragon, or touched taebramh, the magical substance that gives mortals dreams. She has never faced down a garrelnost or traveled the hidden mysterious pathways between the mortal world and the realm of the Fae. She has never felt a magnetic attraction to a perilously handsome Sidhe knight with eyes as deep and impenetrable as the ocean. Tess O’Connor stopped believing in fairy tales as a child when her father died…but all that changes when she discovers that her best friend Molly is half-Fae—and has been summoned to the Unseelie Court by Queen Mab herself. The Queen of Night and Winter sends Finnead, one of her trinity of Named Knights, to escort Molly to Court, willingly or unwillingly. Mab believes that Molly is the fulfillment of a prophesy, the half-Fae child foretold to become the bearer of the Iron Sword, a legendary weapon that could mean the difference between victory and defeat for the Fae in their struggle against an ancient evil. While Tess quickly learns she is no match for the shadow spreading through the Fae world, she refuses to let her best friend face it alone; and as the first mortal in Queen Mab’s court in over five hundred years, she must use all her quick wit and tenacity to keep herself and Molly alive in the beautiful, dangerous Fae world as they hurtle toward the war that could destroy it…
Some seek me out because they want to keep their secrets safe. They don’t want the world to know the truth of what they are. Others, like Dax, want my knowledge. Dax has secrets of his own but as long as he helps me evade the Dark Walkers, he can keep them.
This book is for all the Plaguers, the truth sayers branded and marked as liars, often hunted and sometimes forgotten. This book is for the girl who was right.
That is the kind of hands on, “teeth on,” education you get when you are summoned to The Land.
James did not want to be summoned!
Not really… well a maybe, just a bit!
But he had certainly not AGREED to be summoned!
Well technically speaking he HAD agreed, but good god, who had the time to read all of that fine print when there was epic gaming to be done!
When DangerZone Industries had released the latest and greatest VRMMORPG, James, and millions of other virtual reality players, had sought purpose and self-definition in this new world. The tag line “Live the life your soul was meant for,” had captured the hearts and minds of his entire generation.
“The Land,” was the largest and most dynamic virtual reality game of all time. James and his friends had devoted countless hours, and become one of the top teams in the game. They were at the brink of greatness, but then there was this light! (it was predictably white, but whatever!)
When he was actually summoned to The Land, it was both disturbing and exhilarating. When he then became entangled in the eternal war of sprites and goblins, the unsavory practices of the local king, and had a memorable night at the inn called the Whistling Hen, he came to one clear conclusion: Again, getting eaten alive is really REALLY the worst!
While uncovering such deep philosophical knowledge, James will forge a place in this new world, and hopefully avoid the machinations of those who want him to destroy it. What does it mean to be a Chaos Seed anyway???
Allie Carmichael has always believed life is simple.
You’re born. You live. You die.
She has no cause to believe that equation works differently for her, but there has to be a reason the world treats her like a pariah.
When an unexpected move to Kelleys Island brings Aidan McBrien crashing into her life, Allie is thrown by his reaction. He doesn’t shrink from her touch. He doesn’t stutter or make a quick exit. He smiles and welcomes her into his circle of friends, who aren’t exactly comfortable with Allie, but they seem to get her in a way most people don’t.
Finally, Allie has a real shot at normal and rides that high right up to her sixteenth birthday when she wakes in agony—an experience Aidan insists they have all faced. She struggles in ignorance, uncertain of what is real and what isn’t. When she emerges, Allie is different. She has always been different, but even among her extraordinary friends, she and Aidan are special.
As Allie struggles to maintain her tenuous grasp on the power that threatens to overwhelm her, she worries she will lose herself in this strange new world. A dangerous world where she will have to fight tooth and nail to defend the power and freedom that is her birthright.
…only Allie hates to fight.