Sixteen-year-old Emma Briar feels like a freak when baby blue lines scrape down her shoulder blades. She refuses to look at the aching marks, but they won’t be ignored. Slowly spreading, slowly darkening, they form an embarrassing tattoo that she struggles to hide. She despises them … until meeting him.
First, the weird gray lines carve into Conley Hughes’s back. Then he shoots up several inches and puts on forty pounds of muscle – overnight. He’s never felt more alone working out in public to explain away the added bulk. Out for a jog one day, the sight of a beautiful girl sprinting towards him freezes him to the spot. Her eyes are closed: the expression on her pained face, hauntingly familiar. It’s like looking into a mirror.
The unexpected surge of electricity that rattles their colliding bodies is anything but new to a secret onlooker. Something lurking in the shadows has hunted people with back lines for centuries. Conley and Emma will be hunted, too.
Wings, witches, wayward friends, and weird parents – Emma Briar has been put through the wringer. Bombarded with fresh heartache over her boyfriend Conley’s unusual dilemma, she spends every waking moment seeking answers from a confusing and elusive supernatural underground. Snags in Emma’s quest chip away at her armor as weeks become months and months become a battle to simply stay afloat. Creatures in the murky depths are counting on this … creatures that have planned something more atrocious than Emma could ever imagine.
How much can be taken from someone before they break? In the anticipated sequel to Fight, Emma’s worst nightmares beat her down relentlessly in a brutal test of strength and spirit. When every path reaches a dead end and the only way out will require a level of sacrifice far beyond the scope of a teenage girl, there might not be a way out after all.
There might never have been a way out of this.
Conley and his beloved Emma can’t keep their existence a secret for much longer now that the United States government has caught wind of them. On the run, dirty and exhausted, they are what they are – inhuman targets to be locked away for scientific studies … or worse.
Teetering on the edge of a mythical war, the love-struck duo must learn who to trust, who to suspect, and how to exist with the knowledge that Emma’s fate is out of their hands. Leading an army of supernatural beings who aren’t exactly friends isn’t easy work. And high school? Forget about senior year when you’re trying to save the world from fanged domination.
The men in suits are closing in. The teenagers’ natural enemy has grown more powerful than ever before. An unbreakable death sentence looms over Emma’s head. In this final installment of the Response Trilogy, Conley and Emma face impossible odds.Kamagra
“The good guys don’t always win.” Conley Hughes, Fade
Response Trilogy: Companion Stories
Amber Brown is smart and she knows it. The future valedictorian has carefully mapped out her path to success from age fifteen through adulthood. No straying from The Plan, thank you. Straying is dangerous.
So when she’s forced to pair up with irritating class clown Matt Nickerson for a history project, Amber knows she’ll end up doing all of the work. There’s no way she’d let a lowlife crash her hard-earned GPA and frankly, she’s fine carrying them both for one measly grade.
There’s just one unexpected hiccup in her logic as Matt reveals a side of himself completely contradictory to his image at school … a side that doesn’t mesh with The Plan. Figuring out his hidden agenda becomes her obsession as Amber learns the hard way that everyone, including herself, has layers. In the prequel novelette to the young adult paranormal romance novel Fight, straying into the gray areas of life might not be the horror that Amber had envisioned.
In fact, the gray areas might be downright delightful.
She casts spells. He drinks blood.
Pitted against one another by an ancient alliance that has worn out its welcome, Wendy Wagner and Boris Morozov are forced to share space in an ironclad living situation. He can’t defy orders. She can’t escape.
Limping their way through each day will be torture.
Enduring the days isn’t awful with a system in place.
The days, filled with eyes a heated color of rust and grass-green irises that can’t cloak emotions, blur together in a string of fiery encounters.
Blanket hatred of a mythical species works only if those monsters stay inside their boxes and reflect the hype. Guilt, honor, respect … passion … those traits are nonexistent in the wicked and the soulless. Could the enemy be a façade, a lie sold to Wendy and Boris by beings thirsty for dominance?
When a belief system crumbles, what’s left? What if the good guys … aren’t? Bad guys can wear a disguise so horrifying, it’s unthinkable.
They can look just like you.
Hannah Green has suffered more than her share of trauma. She has walled up her heart as a result. If she lets no one in, she can’t be hurt again, right?
When a massive Irishman barrels into her life, catching her off guard, Hannah’s heart uses the chance to whisper a desire her brain won’t allow. She has lived through her mother’s murder. She has fought terrible battles to preserve her species. Ignoring one (ahem, admittedly handsome) man should be a piece of cake.
Rugged with a refreshingly blunt demeanor, Faine Keary scratches at a part of Hannah that she never knew existed – the part that begs to move on from tragedy, to throw well-meaning caution to the wind, and to truly live. To do so, Hannah will need to break down her walls and face her mother’s death. She’ll need to dance a dance filled with raw emotional risk.
