Once upon a time, inhabitants of another world tore a hole through the universe and came to Earth. They called themselves Suriias, and rivalled humans in knowledge and skill with one great exception: they had magic.
Vern - seven months pregnant and desperate to escape the strict religious compound where she was raised - flees for the shelter of the woods. There, she gives birth to twins, and plans to raise them far from the influence of the outside world.
Thread weaves through many lives; 1976 San Francisco, back from Vietnam, Kyle Stone with his family and friends. Nobody knows what is coming and how their lives will be turned upside down. It keeps weaving around betrayal, greed, ruthlessness, infidelity, up and around as evil lurks. Follow Kyle, as he fights for his family, his business, and his life. This great story of literary fiction is derived from the Author’s experiences and living some of the craziest times and events as Thread will reveal....A Story like no other...
It was supposed to be a typical day for the five friends, but they wake up to discover that they are left alone on earth. The world that they knew is gone. All that is left is silence, pervasive, absolute silence.
Once in an eon, when the Earth eclipses the moon on a winter solstice, an immortal is born under a witching moon. Anne has always had the strangest feelings—memories she couldn’t place; strangers she inexplicably yearned for.
The sky opens up... I hear them laugh. They don’t feel the sadness in the air. They don’t feel the danger coming, riding in on the wind.
Once there was a boy who believed...
The Atlantis Bloodline
I must have drifted off at some point though, because my alarm jolted me awake, and I almost wondered if I'd dreamt the whole thing...
The Nature of Witches
The only thing harder than gaining control is giving it up. - A Season for Everything
All The Murmuring Bones
She's eighteen, this girl, a woman really, raised mostly in isolation, taught to run a house as if this one isn't a ruin waiting to fall with a dying family (decreased yet again by a recent death), no fortune and no prospects of which to speak.