In the near future where ancient enemies sit on the brink of war, seventeen-year-old Michael Saxon carries a powerful secret inside his DNA that both sides will do anything to acquire.

When he was just seven years old, Michael’s parents, scientists at a private military contractor called Enbright, vanished without a trace and left Michael a small crystal. Haunted by nightmares, Michael is desperate to discover the truth about his parents and is convinced the crystal holds the key.

Following high school, Michael accepts an internship at Enbright, despite his reservations, and puts his spelunking skills to work, helping locate powerful artifacts. Before long, Michael and his young independent and mysterious coworker, Emma, discover two rival ancient societies will stop at nothing to acquire the artifacts for themselves.

As romance blossoms between Michael and Emma, they soon find themselves embroiled in a rousing global adventure full of narrow escapes, traitorous villains, and shocking realities. They must navigate the lies and deceit that lurk around every corner if Michael is to discover the secret of his identity and prevent a world war. But is he ready for the responsibility that comes with knowing the truth?

They call us the Firework Girls. I’m Isabella. My comfort zone consists of a bank of test tubes and a Bunsen burner. But having to take a philosophy class to graduate from college—well, that’s causing a different kind of burn altogether. I mean, the hottest professor at Hartman is looking right at me. Can you blame me for looking back?

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*PLEASE READ: This series contains sexual content, dark themes, and violence that could trigger emotional distress in readers. * I find the love letters in my new dorm room, left behind by a previous occupant. They’re meant for someone else, but the words speak to me. They slide off the page and wrap themselves around my body, touching me in places I never knew existed.

More than just another going to Heaven story. More than one more Amish book being thrown into the mix. Airbrushed Amish this is not. The gritty collides with the glorious. Blunt bullies tenderhearted. And the blood of Jesus’ never fails. Churches filled up. Crowds gathered when they found out that this Amish man would be speaking at an Amish person’s barn or workshop. And countless people dropped by his home unannounced. They wanted to hear his story.

“Stunning. Awe-inspiring. Revolutionary… an instant fantasy classic” [BlueInk Review]. Cerulean is on the brink of collapse. The decay wasn’t fast, it wasn’t obvious, but now the world stands on the precipice.

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