Eleven Rising Excerpt

A golden crackle of crimson heat pounded above, a thunderhead threatening to rain the fury of Hades down to earth. He didn’t look up. Unconsciousness was a welcome alternative to witnessing hell before he’d even properly arrived. Right or wrong, good or evil, he had to believe it was for the future, for the survival of the human race. He clung to that seed of faith as he lost his hold and slipped into oblivion.

Fire melted from above, pouring out of severed arteries and pervading everything below, a tidal wave that knew no remorse or boundaries, that cared nothing for account or recognition.

An excerpt from the novel 'Eleven Rising'-

Aubrea Summer