It was a miracle of science that permitted human beings to live, if not forever, then for a long, long time. Some people, anyway. The rich, the powerful--they lived their lives at the rate of one year every ten. Somec created two societies: that of people who lived out their normal span and died,
Mei and Yamato prepare for their second Christmas as a couple. The year before, a cold had got Mei down, but this year she’s determined to go all out, and the two plan a party at Yamato’s for all their friends. A gathering this size would’ve been unimaginable to Mei just a few years before! When
In the face of deprivation and heartache, will Jess Brennan make the right choices in love? Maddy and Martin Brennan have a good marriage and two healthy children, Jess and Patrick. When Martin's lost at sea, though, Maddy's in for a shock: it transpires that her home is mortgaged and the family's
The year is 1947. In the war-ravaged city of Stettin, Poland, a mammoth Nazi aircraft carrier is docked. Its name is Graf Zeppelin, and Stalin wants it. The Americans will do anything to stop him, for with Graf Zeppelin the Russian navy could strike anywhere in the world. When President Harry
“You don’t belong.” No words whispered in anger have ever rung more true. They’re the Kings of Brayshaw with the world at their feet, destined for greatness and in need of control. I’m the girl from the ghetto with nothing to offer and as defiant as they come. They say it doesn’t matter, that
When a seventeen-year-old girl vanishes, A community is shaken. Parents turn desperate. Friends hold vigils. And the boy who loves her searches. When a year goes by, The community is recovering. Parents feel hopeless. Friends feel helpless. And the boy who loves her continues his search. When ten
Once upon a time, there was this pampered rich girl who was kind of full of herself. She really only cared about appearances and hiding all her dark, ugly secrets under the guise of an opinionated snob. But then Eva Mercer got pregnant, shot by a psycho, and kicked out of the only home she knew.
At the core of it, life is a test—an opportunity to prove who we are; what we’re really made of. Short as it was, I’d like to think I lived my life well, that when people remember Ike McDermott, they remember he was a good man. When I look back, I’m proud of who I was. Leaving behind the woman I
