Alexander and Elizabeth were made for each other. Everything was going smoothly, almost perfectly. It ended the same way: smoothly. And perfect. Although, who am I kidding? It ended abruptly. It was going, but it was staggering.
With the goal of finding her missing sister, Reyna follows her into the eye of the storm and finds herself in the thick of events in another world. But memory loss turns life upside down, changing everything. Endless invasions of monsters, gods and their frightening familiars - all this is difficult to accept. With each new step, more and more questions arise, but new world begins to seem closer than the one in which I was born and raised.
— Yura, why are Mom and Dad drunk all the time?
Sveta's question pulled me out of my thoughts
"Because they are irresponsible people," I replied. I had no desire to cover these drunks somehow, I felt only disgust for them, nothing more.
— Without-your-own people?— Svetka tried to repeat, to which I nodded with a laugh, — Well, almost right, —I watched with a smile as the younger ones ate.
Almost midnight. I reach out with my hand, chilled by the cold wind and previously warmed by the wolf, towards the teaspoon. This is already meaningless, but when I die, not only with my tongue, but also with my heart, I will feel the overly sweet, downright cloying taste of ice cream.
Five years have passed since the beginning of the global catastrophe. A lot has changed over the years. People learned to survive, joined groups. The epidemic spared no one. No one was without losses. She is the one who lost everyone who was dear to her. Lonely and broken, just trying to survive in a world full of cruelty and madness.
A warship of the Intergalactic Confederation of Humanity wanders through outer space in search of its prey. Morgan Lloyd is a lieutenant whose opinion does not agree with his superiors, which is why he will have to serve a harsh sentence.
Every soldier in the trenches loves the black cat which they call by different names. But the cat loves loves most when his favourite human Sergeant Thompson calls him Mate.
A little boy was flying through the sky
The little boy did not want to be bored
He so wanted to reach out with his hand
Before the dream that was waiting for him.
