Showing results for "Design" in Post-Apocalyptic

She has the city brought to its knees, a single death stroke away from victory, but in the same breath, she struggles with her own wavering loyalty. Haunted by the fate of her predecessors, who all turned against the Pale Lady—and nearly succeeded. Time is her enemy. Her elder brother, To'Aacar, has set his plans in motion. The city must be taken, and her treasonous thoughts must be handled soon, or else.

Wilson Abby's life as a carefree programmer has reached a crossroads. Since birth, Wilson has known unconditional comfort and security in a global super-community. Thanks to the planet's NEXUS framework, instant gratification is a mere transaction away. But when his closest friend mysteriously turns up dead, Wilson suspects that not all is as it seems. Peeling back a veneer of half-truths, Wilson makes a startling discovery - one that people will kill to bury, starting with Wilson's coworkers and loved ones.

Humanity once ruled space, building an empire that stretched across hundreds of stars. Now, Earth is a cold cinder in the void, its colonies and ships annihilated in an instant. The surviving races have huddled in the dying light of those few stations for five thousand years. They've avoided total destruction to eke out their existence in the shadow of the long-dead humans who built their homes. When a piece of that lost legacy resurfaces, the few who still remember humanity have one last opportunity to find the truth and avenge the fallen.

The colonel, Maxim, is the ruler of the ruins in what used to be New York. After a post-apocalyptic event, nothing is, and will never be, the same. He rules with an iron fist and has the final say in all things. He takes what he wants when he wants. Now is the time for him to take Iolanthe. He’s watched her from afar for years; now she will belong to him.

I was stripped and put in a cell with a huge alien. He has been driven over the edge. He wants to kill me, but first he wants to destroy my mind. I can't give him a reason not to, but I won’t go down without a fight. He invades every part of me, forces me to call him Master, and subjects me to his mind control. I have nothing left to lose. He thinks he can break me. Can you break something that’s as wrecked as I am?