Rebecca Rogers expressed her creative side at an early age and hasn't stopped since. She won't hesitate to tell you that she lives inside her imagination, and it's better than reality.
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~Derek palmed his thirty-eight as he watched Schultz walk to his truck. He set his jaw and gathered his resolve. He went to make his move but had to stop as a wave of vertigo passed over him. Eying Schultz though, he continued on.He strode with purpose towards Schultz, and with murder in his voice screamed, “Die mother-xxx!” with all the hate he could muster as he pulled the trigger again and again.However, each time the hammer fell on his double-action revolver all that followed was a dull ‘click’.His eyes widened, as with that same little smirk plastered on his face, Schultz calmly walked toward him. Fear twisted up inside Derek's guts as he got closer and closer. Then Schultz grabbed his face with his right hand and shoved him back until he hit the wall. Without saying a word Schultz grabbed Derek's gun in his left hand. Schultz then calmly stuck his hand in Derek's left pocket, the same pocket he kept his extra rounds in. He proceeded to replace the spent rounds, and then placed the gun against his own head and pulled the trigger five times. And five times the gun went click.Then Schultz gave the gun back to Derek and stepped back. Derek fought as hard as he could, but within moments he felt the cold steel of the gun barrel against his own temple. He squeezed the trigger. BANG!Derek collapsed where he had been standing in the shadows of the alleyway, his ass hitting the cold cement hard. Schultz was long gone. Derek was sweating profusely, fear still clenching in his belly like an icy, steel fist.His mind reeled, trying to reconcile what he’d just experienced—or thought he had—with the fact that he was still breathing. With a sudden sickening gurgle, he twisted onto his hands and knees and puked on the wall, while feeling a wet warmth spread from his groin as his bladder let go.Derek wiped his mouth as he stood and staggered off, leaving his gun on the ground. He couldn't look at it, much less touch it, without that sick feeling returning.
Book One in the Plymouth Grey series.
A city under siege.
Only no-one knows it.
Alex has come to see his grandfather but instead finds himself caught in an unearthly battle with an eerie smog-bound Plymouth as Ground-Zero.
From the modern-day city to secrets from the Elizabethan era Alex discovers a Plymouth he never dreamed existed.
To have any hope of surviving against the monsters hiding in the smog he must put his faith in a group of strangers who seem to know far more about his grandfather than he does.
The Plymouth Grey.
The first line of defence against paranormal threats affecting Plymouth.
A group whose only link between the members is the mysterious Incan crystal pendants in the treasure Sir Francis Drake took when he attacked the Spanish treasure ships in the South Pacific Ocean.
Their unique properties were only realised when he arrived back in Plymouth.Even today their uses are still largely unknown.
All eight episodes in one omnibus!
Follow Ella, Shay, Matt, Amara, Lin, and Sarge as they fight zombies, adjust to their new, chaotic world, and realize there’s a much bigger threat out there than they ever could’ve imagined.
Season 1 Episodes:
Episode 1 – “Freshman 15”
Episode 2 – “A Really Bad Dream”
Episode 3 – “Living in a Nightmare”
Episode 4 – “They’re All Undead”
Episode 5 – “We Are Not Alone”
Episode 6 – “They’re Everywhere”
Episode 7 – “Secrets Brought to Light”
Episode 8 – “We Have Visitors”
Rose and Lissa become enmeshed in forbidden romance, the Academy’s ruthless social scene, and unspeakable nighttime rituals. But they must be careful lest the Strigoi—the world’s fiercest and most dangerous vampires—make Lissa one of them forever.