In spite of Oneida’s heroic stand against the Chinese, foreign armies are poised along the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains, preparing for the final assault. America’s defeat is inevitable. For John, turning the tide will mean going deep...
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In the reign of President Deklan Comstock, a reborn United States is struggling back to prosperity. Over a century after the Efflorescence of Oil, after the Fall of the Cities, after the Plague of Infertility, after the False Tribulation, after the...
Samuel Todd is a regular guy: ...Failed husband... ...Loving father... ...Dutiful worker... ...Aspiring rockstar. He had no idea if anyone would care, or take the time, to read his daily blog entries about his late night observations. But what...
On April 4th, 2014, 6 billion and 783 million people died in the blinding white fireballs of the Pan-Global Nuclear Holocaust. Sophie Saint-Germain, wife and scientist and mother of one, was not among them.
She lived for a time, and so...
Who said the Cold War was over? Find out who wins and who loses, and may God have mercy on the poor souls left living.
How the World Ends is a post-apocalyptic survival story. Follow the shattered lives of a handful of survivors as they cope in...
Lucy King’s saga continues as she searches for her family and for the truth in Book Two of the Virulent trilogy.
It took one week to demolish the world and obliterate the earth’s population. And it took two weeks to solidify the ties of...
New Orleans...
Prophecy Written in Blood! After two hundred years of seaching for other immortals, the Undying High Lord Milo Morai has returned to the Horseclans to fulfill an ancient prophecy and lead them to their destined homeland by the sea. But in their path...
Автор: Taylor Lauren Nicolle
Серия: The Woodlands #3
Язык: английский
Год: 2014
Статус: Закончена
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You think you’re in control. That it’s your hands on the reins. But I’m starting to think either someone else is driving, or the reins are attached to nothing. Just flapping and snapping in the breeze. What could be simple, never...