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The Storm Strikes Iris Rutherford’s paintings scare most people. Especially the strange ones. Even in her hometown of Maple Ridge, Virginia, her own peculiar magic makes her an outsider in a town full of them. Then Iris meets Gena Wallace, the first to understand. To see the visions, joyful and nightmarish, even before Iris sees. Will they survive as Iris’s nightmares come true? An excerpt from Into the Storm: “Did I say which this happens in?” Iris shivered as she stared at the painting. “Maple Ridge or Wolf Branch?” “No, honey, you didn’t,” Gena said. “Same with the one with the prison a couple of days ago. I couldn’t tell which. But I think you’re right. It’s one or the other.” “I don’t know what to do.” Iris paced back and forth, looking at all of the true images, growing stranger and more upsetting as the months passed. “If we go up there with food riots just a few hours away, we might not ever get back. I don’t know what the hell the two of us could do about this anyway.” “How long since you’ve heard from your parents?” Gena caught Iris’s hand, then pulled her into a hug. “The phones have been out for the last couple of weeks.” Iris let out her breath in a rush, trying not to cry. “They had it pretty bad over the winter. Trees probably took out the phone lines. Maybe the power lines too.” “That’s not what you’re dreaming,” Gena said. “Nothing as simple as trees. Something’s wrong. Those three paintings go together.” “We just have to figure out why.”

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Into the Storm: Book Three of the Storms of Future Past Series

The Storm Breaks Alex Collins and Etan Griffith thought love, hard work, and magic protected them from the end of the world. Until heartbreak struck much closer to home. Picking up the pieces brings new friends and new challenges. Threats unseen and unexpected. Will the power of family bring them all through, together? An excerpt from Fighting the Storm: Etan didn’t have to look at Alex to know he was biting his tongue, dying to say something. He could feel how tense Alex’s leg was against his own, could just about hear his agitation. “What are you wanting to say, Alex?” “I don’t want to be an asshole, but if we have to set you up as a prophet, that’s what we need to do. I hated what happened in Maple Ridge and everywhere else. But we can’t have gone through so much hell to get here and let everything fall apart again. If people will follow the Great Prophet Etan and that lets us survive, then that’s who you need to be.” Etan did groan then, closing his eyes for a second. Not only because this was what he’d been afraid of. Because the words and the ideas sounded true. They felt true, no matter how much he might dislike them. “I don’t know if I can agree to that, not right now. I have no idea how to do anyof this, much less create a new religion. I’m scared to death of making a hard situation worse.”

Fighting the Storm: Book Four of the Storms of Future Past Series

The Storm Builds Etan Griffith loves his life in Chicago, far from his native Blue Ridge Mountains. Alex Collins escaped Wisconsin to a career he loves, in a city that welcomes him more than his own family. Both seek the missing piece to their puzzle. Dreams and patterns. Restless and searching. Then one snowy night sets their shared destiny in motion. An excerpt from Joining the Storm: “I never wanted you to know about the dreams,” Etan said. “I feel crazy enough without you confirming it.” “Crazy isn’t the question,” Alex said, stroking Etan’s hair. “Unless it’s both of us. You missed me saying every word feels true.” “I don’t even know what the dreams are, Alex. I know I have them, but I never remember a thing. That’s not exactly stable.” “Well, have a drink and let me enlighten you.” Etan sat up, managing to keep himself from curling up into a knot of fear again. He drained the whiskey, watching Alex do the same. “What you tell me in the middle of the night is all about how we can’t stay here much longer. Something bad is going to happen, with the food supply I think, and none of the cities are going to be safe anymore. And we don’t have much time to get ready before we’re trapped along with everyone else who’s not going to make it out.”

Joining the Storm: Book Two of the Storms of Future Past Series

The Storm Begins. Seeing the future: blessing or curse? For Anne Fincastle, only the number of survivors changes. Few or none. Anne knows the truth. In her heart, her mind, her bones. Only Evan Griffith believes. Can they make a difference for humanity, together? Book One of the Storms of Future Past Series. An excerpt from Dreaming the Storm: Prophets have risen up many times through the ages, claiming to have the gift of seeing the future. Whether certain ones could or not is a debate for another day. What’s not debatable is the most common response by society: to condemn them as insane, with often horrific results. The screen went blank for a second, and Anne wiped her eyes, hoping the horrible movie was over. She didn’t ever want to come back to this library again. Then she saw dots slowly lighting up and glowing, coming to life scattered around the screen. There weren’t very many, not even twenty of them. Lines formed on the screen, and after a second Anne realized those were the lines of the continents. The dots were on the land. She could see a few on each continent, and only five in all of North America. Her fear drew back a little as her curiosity started to recover. What was she looking at? They weren’t near any of the cities she knew. “What is it?” she whispered. The lines of the continents faded in the middle, right around the Atlantic ocean, and words floated to the surface. Pale blue words. Remaining Human Population.

Dreaming the Storm: Book One of the Storms of Future Past Series

The Storm Rises Dr. Sandy Hughes faces several more hours of an endless shift in a Chicago emergency room. Wrangling baby docs, residents, and med students. All doing their best to help people yanked out of ordinary life and thrust into medical nightmares. Then a mysterious boy yanks Sandy out of her own ordinary life. Forever. Can Sandy figure out his warning before it's too late? A Storms of Future Past Prequel An excerpt from Sensing the Storm: "It's you," Ricky said to Dr. Tahara, his high voice rough and breaking. "You're the one who can help me." Ricky blinked again. His eyes still had that jumpy movement, but his face and his vitals remained calm. When his gaze met Sandy's, she felt a jolt of recognition that made no sense to her at all. "You know, too," Ricky said, raising his head toward Sandy. "Okay, Ricky," Sandy said. "I'm Dr. Hughes, and I've known Dr. Tahara for years. How can we help you?" Ricky closed his eyes, long, curling lashes overlapping before he blinked them open again. "You can't help me. I have to help you."

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