Visions of a post-apocalyptic world. Forty-two floors of premium Manhattan real estate, The Krammer Building is exclusive, luxurious…and surprisingly empty. Wendy’s brother offers her an island of escape in the building to get her back on her feet and bury her abusive past. But while she’s ready to bury that past, a missing woman’s past doesn’t want to be forgotten. Wendy finds a mysterious dream journal stashed away on a bookshelf and she becomes obsessed with finding its author, even if it means daring to step into another dimension where evolution has gone in a very different direction. When Wendy finds herself snowed in and restless, she begins the hunt through the Krammer’s floors in search of the woman who disappeared in its negative spaces and worlds suddenly collide and Wendy finds being fearless doesn’t matter nearly as much as turning fierce. ---- When the world as she knew it came to an end and the people she loves changed into husks—living ghosts of what they once were—sometimes the easiest thing to do is try and continue life’s monotonous routine in a desperate grab for normalcy. That’s what Isabella is trying to do. But as she spots plumes of smoke rise from distant fires and sees these living ghosts haunting the streets, mindlessly going through their lives like they always have, she heads home and wonders just what will be coming home to her…and if his eyes will look different this time. ---- In the world that survived after The Turning, bureaucracy thrives. And for Marican, it’s all he has, and the Bureau of Investigations is his life. One day he’s given a folder, and an assignment…find this missing person. He sets out to find Oria, one of the multitude of orphans who lived after The Turning took everything. He’s been told she can help. Marican treasures his bland job and his boring routine in this new grey world of devastation and dust. But he must decide if he wants change or stability as Oria inserts herself into his life bringing color and life to his otherwise bleak existence. Will he accept her or does her presence dredge up too many memories of the wonderful times before happiness died…before The Turning.