Bøker av Quoleena Sbrocca

"It is the way of evolution," Elias says, his words getting lost in the roar of the wind. "Two species of human cannot coexist. To believe so is to be naïve." -OuterSphereIn book two of the Rayne Trilogy, Rayne discovers everything she knew about the world and the Ancients is a lie, and there are others who are just like her.The master eagle carries her to an invisible surface in the sky, an illusion concealing a towering wall of stone. On the other side is the outersphere. The poisoned air in this land of destruction and decay makes her desperate to leave, but a distant shot from below forces her captive in a world that shouldn't exist.After witnessing a thing called murder, she encounters a species supposed to be extinct. It is in this scorched, desert world, void of the sun and rain, where she learns the source of her abilities and the malevolent purpose behind them.It is also in the outersphere where she is forced to abandon everything she believes in, for the sake of survival. Refusing means the death of innocent life, and it is a choice she never dreamed she would ever have to make.

In the 20th century, Jimmy Hoffa was a man obsessed with power.The mob wanted him dead, and on July 30, 1975, they hired his friend to do it. But Hoffa was never murdered that night...and the mob didn't know about time travel.Every four and five years, invisible doorways open and close. Any living being caught within the magnetic, gravitational field awakens incoherently to a future world. On July 31, 1975, it happened to Jimmy Hoffa, and he awoke in the summer of 2010.Before he could ever learn the truth of what happened that night, he was imprisoned in a facility, guarded by a team of agents. Would he ever escape to see his kids, grown and years older than he? Or would he forever remain at the will of another, stripped of all sense of a word that he once knew so well?EXCERPTThe moment he awoke, he knew he was in for a new kind of hell. He was in a new room, and he was being punished. Gone was the elaborate ceiling fixture, the handsome armoire, the lustrous wooden floor, and artistically painted walls. They hadn't locked him in one of the stark and sterile labs. This wasn't even a room. It was a prison cell.He sat on a cot in the middle of a concrete floor. The brick walls were painted a shabby grey. It was far from the stylish, though exhausting tone in his room. The color of these walls could siphon hope. One glance behind him told him the professor meant to do just that. Bolted into the brick were two lengths of thick chain, each about two feet long. Attached to each was a steel cuff, just large enough to fit a grown man's wrist.Two metal doors adorned the cell. One of them had a tiny window that did nothing to invite the extrinsic, ambient light. He noticed a light switch mounted next to it. The source was a light bulb that was screwed into a plastic fixture on a crack-lined ceiling. It was painted the same bleak tone as the walls."Son-of-a-bitch thinks he can hold Hoffa prisoner?" Jimmy bolted towards the door, though he already knew what he would discover. It was locked. He stood on his toes to peer into the hall. It was just as grim as the cell.He pounded on the door, his heated breath steaming the glass with each violent exhale. "Hey! Doc! Bustin' my balls for what? I did what anyone would. No one teaches Hoffa a lesson. I'll teach you. You hear that, Doc? Professor!"

SLIP is a Young Adult Science Fiction novel about transgender identity.All 17-year-old Xavier can think about is graduating high school and moving to a place where no one will look twice at him. Everyone at school thinks he's gay, but he'll take the rumors over everyone knowing his truth. For 17-year-old Natasha, life's pretty good. She's popular, has two best friends, and is dating the captain of the football team, the object of Xavier's crush.After witnessing a traumatic event at a Halloween bash, Xavier and Natasha experience a night which forces them to view the world through each other's eyes. Soon Natasha is faced with the grim realization that her identity dictates how the people in her life treat her. Meanwhile, it's a concept which Xavier knows painfully well. As they struggle to accept certain truths of their realities, they can tell no one what's happening to them. No one would believe them anyway, because they barely believe it themselves.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who was naïve enough to believe reason and logic were all it took to sway even the darkest of hearts.Then one day, she discovered a world unlike her own. It was in this world-a darkened land-where she learned the truth.She returned to her reality and uncovered the depths of darkness hidden behind a shroud of illusion.…And then her world as she knew it ceased to exist.In grief and despair, she discovered a new thing, and she devoured it. She savored the taste of it, the way it lingered on her tongue and left her hungry for more.Yet she did not worry when the next taste would come, and she knew one day she would have her fill of it.As the last bites dribbled down her chin, mingling with the drizzling rain, she lifted her face to the sky and gave the thing a name:Vengeance.

"I have no hankerin' for thrills if needs be sought in the heavens. I shall keep my feet firmly planted in contentment." - Harriet, The Crossing Hour"I shall yield a rifle of fury, loaded with the justice of time and the raging storm of my soul!" - John, The Crossing HourIn this debut novel, time travel is a naturally occurring phenomenon. The aged scientist, Stanley Graf, has discovered it in a planetary black hole in northern Delaware. He appoints his granddaughter Leigh to await the latest event. One traveler appears: a 28-year-old runaway slave from the 19th century. Leigh and her family serve as her guardians and slowly introduce her to the 21st century.When John, a young, mysterious man arrives from rural Pennsylvania, Leigh and her brother Stan try to balance their duty to Harriet and the past with the actions of the peculiar gentleman. As they realize there is more to their grandfather's research, they work to uncover the secrets their family is keeping from them.

In the 20th century, Jimmy Hoffa was a man obsessed with power.The mob wanted him dead, and on July 30, 1975, they hired his friend to do it. But Hoffa was never murdered that night...and the mob didn't know about time travel.Every four and five years, invisible doorways open and close. Any living being caught within the magnetic, gravitational field awakens incoherently to a future world. On July 31, 1975, it happened to Jimmy Hoffa, and he awoke in the summer of 2010.Before he could ever learn the truth of what happened that night, he was imprisoned in a facility, guarded by a team of agents. Would he ever escape to see his kids, grown and years older than he? Or would he forever remain at the will of another, stripped of all sense of a word that he once knew so well?