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"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

DREAMS are the realm of both good and evil. Always vigilant, the dreamer weaves in and out of reality like a snake slithering between the leaves and grass, but what about those children who cannot understand, learn, speak, and communicate on a higher plain? Can these special children dream of a better future, of love, and a caring family. Can these children become superheros and change the WORLD, like you and I? Kevin Carpenter is one of those seventeen year old boys, who will always look at the world as a child. His mother almost died, giving birth to him, but Keven's parents would NOT send their damaged boy away, just because he was special... They dedicated their lives to him... doing everything they could. Now he is able to talk, and have fun at the school for severely damaged children. He has FRIENDS... as well as a loving family. Kevin's father discovers an ancient spaceship buried on his farm. Elee, the spaceship, transforms the lives of Kevin, Kevin's friends, their families... and ultimately... all who inhabit our planet... Yes... You and Me. How do you create superheros? Repair the child, let him fly to a planet in another galaxy, and hope that some day he returns home. As you read, please tell me how you feel about the story. This cover was drawn in 1976... found again last month in my studio. It was a dream that turned into "In Search Of Elysium". All comments are welcome. See an error, let me know.

Do you believe the government watches you through your phone, your TV? Do you believe the government manipulates society unbeknownst to them? Do you believe people fall off the face of the earth to become the next experiment? Do you believe those people gain extraordinary abilities but are kept for the government's gain? Do you believe they take the smartest people away to utilize their immense knowledge? How about keeping secrets of otherworldly beings? Do you think they have them imprisoned as well? The answer to all of these questions is, most likely. But one can only discover these answers if they find themselves locked in the very place that holds these secrets. In the very place that is speculated but never spoken of. The very place with all of the control, all of the darkest realities hidden from you to remain in ignorant bliss. In the Facility. So Reader, would you like to meet the Government's Toys? ◽️◽️◽️◽️◽️◾️◾️◾️◾️◾️ Content and or Trigger warning: This novel includes violence, gore, strong language and occasional sexual actions.

Aliens have been here before... one was left behind. Eighteen-year- old Zoe must find him and she doesn't have much time. Along with the alien, a beacon was left on Earth which when activated, opens a portal through which the aliens will return. The extraterrestrials visit Earth to usurp Qi, Earth's vital energy. If the extraterrestrials go too long without Qi, people on the alien planet will die. However, when Qi is extracted from Earth, the weak and elderly of Earth will die. The beacon can only be activated by the alien who was left here and only when the planets are in a particular alignment. The next time is only two months away during the Autumnal Equinox. When Zoe discovers who the alien is, it's a complete game changer because the alien is closer to her than she ever could have imagined. The story takes place in a small town surrounded by forest near the Oregon-California border. Of course it does, after all, the highest concentration of Qi is found in forests where ancient redwoods grow. You might be wondering, what is Qi? In Japan it is called "ki," and in India, "prana"." The ancient Egyptians referred to it as "ka," and the ancient Greeks as "pneuma." In Africa, it's known as "ashe" and in Hawaii as "mana." Qi, Prana, Ki, call it what you will, this energy is the life force itself.

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

Jessica gives everything to protect her friends, unleashing her true power against the crime boss Tyrin. He's driven off, but the power has damaged her body so much, Jessica is now at death's door. Kyle and Xao make a deal with the king of the Tricksters to save her life, but they have to get him something first, a leprechaun space ship. A ship that just happens to be the only means of a black market leprechaun gang leaving earth. A battle to the death is sure to ensue. Young J-Star has been given permission by her king to help the boys. She can practically give the boys victory on a platter, using nigh mystical powers. However Kyle despises her power and Xao says she needs to be "saved" from the Tricksters entirely. Both boys are dealing with the darkness in their own souls, lost without their cheerful and loving founder, Jessica. J-Star knows she can save them both, if they'll only agree to let her use her power for them- but they keep insisting it's evil. Who is right? More than one person has to be saved. Aliens, devils and monsters, in a world of so much evil, is it possible to save anyone?

Elodie's life changes at the turn of a doorknob when she is forced into joining a secret organization that claims to be protecting the Earth from aliens. But with every step she takes, she finds the organization, or the facility, as they call it, becoming more and more suspicious. When a mysterious death occurs, revealing a well-concealed secret, things quickly go downhill as humanity's future is placed on the shoulders of a single gaggle of teenagers. *** I hear a sigh from the other side of the door, "Miss. Chaucer, you have a wonderful opportunity here, are you going to take it or not?" Now, I am seriously confused, "Opportunity?" She takes advantage of my befuddled state and shoves the door open. Shit. The corners of her mouth pull up, and it's so unnatural, it takes me a moment to realize she's smiling. Major plastic surgery? Probably. Click. Did she just lock the door? She locked the door! I spring towards the house phone, dusty from years of doing absolutely nothing, so I can call the police. I don't make it. Halfway there, I trip on my own pant-leg and face plant on the floor. The woman steps over me and retrieves the phone. She looks at it as if it's a foreign object, "This won't be necessary. All I want to do is talk to you." For some reason, instead of screaming, I stay silent. She smiles and pulls out a chair from the kitchen table for me to sit on. When I don't sit, she says, "If you want to know what's going on, then sit." I think about it for a moment. She hasn't hurt me yet, and I have to admit, I am quite curious as to what's going on. So, call me stupid, but I sit down. "I am from a space organization that protects civilians from . . . outside threats." *** Beautiful cover made by @mahana258! HR: 203 in science fiction (5/8/18) Completed on August 15th, 2018 (Indian independence day!) **This is not a zombie novel

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.

Imagine you were trapped. Not on a deserted island, but lightyears away from Earth on a distant moon. Then you might be Lucas Anderson. It's the year 2037. Mankind has discovered two wormholes into foreign worlds; much to our misfortune. Near the isolated town of Ernstburgh, two college students have just disappeared, likely due to the beings that came through the wormholes. Seeking to escape his depressing day-to-day life, 20-year old Lucas Anderson decides to investigate the disappearances, only to become a victim himself, too. Once he wakes up on a distant moon, he knows he must get back to Earth. On his quest, he meets several aliens and eventually the two college students. Together, they embark on an interstellar adventure of galactic proportions, seeking to understand the truth behind what's going on. [-] New chapters will be released every Sunday, if possible. Occasional bonus content is released on Tuesdays. Credit goes to hridiv for this fantastic cover. Wordcount of about 160,000 words (don't know the exact number).

The tears felt hot running down my cheeks, despite the still, cold that surrounded me in the ship, "You are not the man I know." I growled, my fists clenching the stiff blankets on top of me. He only stared at me, his sad eyes falling down to his gloved hands. His voice was barely a whisper, as he replied, "That's because I'm not. And I never was." _____________________∆§∆____________________ After escaping from the cult that held her captive for two years, ex-bounty hunter, Yara, is forced to join deputy Cade and marshal Bone to retake their small town in hopes of gaining a shred of freedom. But, when an unknown militia infiltrates the Syndicate, the secrets Yara had kept for five years comes to light and she has to choose to either run away or face the dangers that threaten the planet she once called home. Will she entrust her skeletons in the closet to her comrades? Or will she die trying to keep them harbored within? ***DISCLAIMER*** This is the second draft of my novel. The first draft is NOT on WattPad