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The Primordials Book One - Olympus: A Pantheon Divided

Genre: Romance

Description:

TARTARUS IS CRUMBLING...

The great Titanomachy of the Golden Age made the clear skies of Greece burn red. The children of Uranus betrayed their father once before- it is only fitting that his son's children should betray him in turn. Domain over the Universe was decided by divine combat on the plains of Thessaly- and only Mnemosyne, Titan Goddess of Memory, remembers.

AND ONLY A MORTAL CAN DECIDE...

Fast forward over a millennia, and a memory is all it is, lost in time with many of her brethren. Through the ages, her soul has found others to keep her memories safe- vessel after vessel, life after life. But deep below the surface, Tartarus wanes. The walls crack and the ceiling groans, the great door lost to all but one. Still, it remains sealed- but not for long.

The problem lies in remembering how to keep it that way, and locating the prison before it's too late. Soon, she must remember.

Soon, she must choose...

WHETHER TO SEAL THE BREACH, OR SET THE TITANS FREE.

The Blood Claim: Part 1-The Alpha's Right

Genre: FanFiction

Description:

(INCLUDES EXCERPT OF PART TWO)

My name is Stella Stillinski. My twin brother, Stiles, and I, have gone through quite a lot since school started this fall: namely finding out that werewolves were real and our best friend, Scott McCall, is was one of them. Stiles and I have come to terms with the fact that Scott's a werewolf-- and that his kinda-girlfriend Allison Argent is part of a family of people who love to Hunt-- werewolves, that is.

For a while, we thought the Beacon Hils Bad Boy, Derek Hale-- a born werewolf --was the town's local murderer. Turns out it was his "dead" Uncle Peter who was never really dead, just suffering for five years in an asylum of some sorts, and Derek's just as big a jerk as Jackson Douchemore-- I mean, Whittmore. There's also something going on with Lydia Martin, Stiles' Lifetime Movie Crush and Jackson's longtime girlfriend, although I still can't figure out what that's all about.

One night not too long ago, Scott and Stiles decided to (ingeniously) get themselves trapped inside Beacon Hills High. I out having a nice time with Allison, Jackson, and Lydia when a text lured the rest of us to the school. Needless to say, we got ourselves trapped, too-- by Not-So-Dead Super-Psycho Alpha Peter Hale, no less. Over the course of one night, we almost get ourselves killed-- in School, of all places -- by Peter the Alpha; Derek the Alpha Douche comes to the rescue, but not before Scott is half-turned into a killing machine, and I'm nearly killed with a swipe of Peter's claws.

I could barely remember that night, and my inevitable and swift transition into a teen-aged werewolf has been terrifying. Even though I've come to terms with what I am now, and Stiles has still been so supportive, he's suffocating me-- I can't help but think that someone important is missing-- someone who just so happened to give me the three jagged scars that are slashed across my stomach....

What Happens in the Desert... (formerly Secrets Within; being edited)

Genre: FanFiction

Description:

Christopher James, Helena Sinclair, and Alexander Tremayne weren't your average United States Marines. On paper, they were translators for the Marines stationed at the U.S. Embassy in Rifat, the capital of the Middle Eastern Emirate of Tahir Dah. In reality, they were a crack trio of counterterrorist agents under orders from D.C. to identify a mole within the agency with strong ties to the antinationalist terrorist group Faithful Blade. They've threatened not only the Embassy, but Prince Asim bin Salam Al Mouza, Tabari's sovereign leader, in order to create an international incident and ignite another war.

Not even a month on the job, and Alex is assassinated in the midst of doing recon in order to confirm the identity of their suspect. Less than an hour later, an explosion rocks the foundation of the Embassy, and nearly one hundred lives are lost in one fell swoop.

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For the past five years, Trace Gallagher and Cassa Wilde have been working for Prince Asim and his family in Bahira, a bodyguard and governess respectively. Unfortunately, Cassa suffers from reoccurring night terrors that only get more violent until she finally realizes that her dreams are nowhere near fantasies.

When she and Trace uncover the truth, they struggle to determine which memories from the past five years are as real as they were before, and it's a race against the clock to recover the identity of the mole and save the people they love before Righteous Sword comes for them...

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