In the wake of several near-cataclysmic events, humanity created the Cure, a DNA-altering antidote to death by disease and old age. But all cures come with side effects: a small percentage of the population develops a wide range of powers, some lethal to others and some lethal to the wielder.<br><br>These people are called the Estranged, hunted and shunned, safe only on the Island of Exile. It is here that Kaeva and Eddie meet ... and where they set a prophecy in motion, quite possibly sealing their own demise, and even the end of Exile.

Breaker

That was bullshit. Kaeva was a fucking class five. He was goddamned dangerous.


He didn’t need Eddie to choose to live. He could makethe kid choose.


Kaeva was out the door, down the steps, and running before he even registered he’d changed locations. He reached the road to town and broke into a long-distance runner’s pace. The plan was vague in his mind, but it was there, and it was steadfast. He’d make Eddie choose life. He’d stop this. Who gave a damn if it was supposed to be Eddie’s choice? Who gave a flying fuck what Eddie or anyone thought? Eddie was calling the shots using misinformation. He didn’t understand what he meant. Not really. Or, his brain might but his heart didn’t.


So Kaeva would fucking show him. Not through denial of sex. Fuck that. Literally. He would prove it by annihilating anyone or anything that tried to hurt Eddie. Even if that meant Eddie, himself.


Chapter 101