Stephanie Hudson

Rebecca Rainsford

Afterlife

'Together we stand and together we fall.' Because this time, what is asked of the Chosen One, she cannot do alone. Keira finds herself enlisting the help of her friends as she goes beyond the realms of sanity and steps into a world the likes of no other. One that is filled with personal demons she has no choice but try and tame. Join our heroine as she must face the Fates head on and discover what it truly means to be the Electus.

Sacrifice of the Septimus

Caroline Fairbairn

From the realms of the Afterlife Saga comes a new spin on this gothic world... When a bunch of misfit orphans all find themselves on a bus heading towards a new life, one called Afterlife, it wasn't quite what they had in mind. But even fate can play games and five teens will soon find themselves asking even more questions than ever before. Questions about an uncertain future in this new world and the very first one on the top of that long list... What does the King of Heaven and Hell have in store for them? ﻿This is a continuation of the Afterlife Saga, suitable for young adults but a must read for all Afterlife fans!

The Glass Dagger

I was just a data analyst. I paid my taxes on time. I used to feed a cat that wasn't my own and bake cookies for the office. I was a good girl. Then how was it my reward was to find myself penniless, broken down and stuck on the side of the road with everything I owned piled in the back, and all because I was being chased by the Mob? But then again, I must have had some luck left or he wouldn't have stopped. My mystery hero. A man so handsome, he stole my breath and claimed it as his own, like the spoils of war. He asked me to get into his car, made me feel like he would take care of everything. He certainly looked more than capable. Both with his intimidating size and the way he sat in the back of his expensive car looking more like some Lord of the manor, just radiating power. But there was also something dangerous about him. Something dark and hidden, just under the surface. The way his heated gaze burned into me, as if he had the power to strip me bare and look deep into my soul so as he may judge its worth for himself. That was why I had said no. An answer I could tell he wasn't used to receiving. But instead of anger, he simply grinned and told me that he had a feeling he would be seeing me again. That fate would intervene. And that when it did... He would be claiming his Lost Siren.

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