Preston Copeland
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Eighteen‑year‑old Robi leaves her small Florida town for a summer trip across the world, hoping to reinvent herself and escape the silence of a father who no longer answers her calls. With her best friend—an Instagram star who thrives in every spotlight—Robi steps into San Francisco with a new look and confidence and has a chance encounter with another student whose kindness sparks her first real kiss.
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From New York’s towering landmarks to the glittering streets of Paris, Robi discovers beauty, heartbreak, and the weight of the secrets she carries. When tragedy strikes abroad and family truths unravel back home, she’s forced to confront who she is beneath every filter and façade.
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As her journey comes to an end, Robi must decide what—and who—truly matters, and whether she’s ready to face the life waiting for her beyond the camera lens.
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Comic Tragedy
One moment Mark Twain is dead in his grave, the next he's resurrected in a fresh white suit, chilling in a mountain lodge in a small town he doesn't recognize, surrounded by eleven other geniuses he never liked.
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Oh, and Satan just walked in the door.
He says the group has been tasked with figuring out the secret purpose of life. If they don't find the correct answer in the next three days, Satan's wife (God) shall annihilate the entire human race. The author refuses to play along. Instead, he discovers true love for the first time with a pretty young barista across the street. Satan launches an escalating series of catastrophes upon the town, yet Twain remains unmoved by humanity's plight - until his beloved is captured by a town mob eager for a witch-burning. As time ticks down to the final hour, Twain must choose to humor a God he never believed in, or to trust in the Devil's trickery
Horror
Fifteen-year-old Max lives in a trailer park. He would love the chance to wreak revenge on each of his bullies, but he’s skinny and has gotten used to suffering. Hell, he barely has a real friend.
He does seem to have one true believer, though. He often hears her whispering, “Only I can help you, Max. Don’t trust them, Max. Let me out!” Sometimes he tries to block out her voice, but he isn’t even sure where it comes from. Will her influence turn Max into a twisted vigilante? What if he’s the reason that people are vanishing in his small Florida town? Seems the whisperer has bust out of her cell and is now roaming the streets . . . in Max’s body.