Take this serious or don't, but there's more to this world than what meets the eye. Keep in mind the category of science fiction.
A race so advanced, duplicating so romanced. Creating clones in their image, became apart of their homage. We were created long ago, but in all the years we won't grow.
This earth we live on was fabricated, also a clone from the creators initiated. Violent and uncontroled, we are constantly being patrolled. Studied and watched for improvement, so be prepared for the movement.
The God's of our creation, almost have us marked for elimination. In their infinite hope, sooner or later we'll learn to cope. They left our destruction up to us, but we're doomed to fail their trust.
I've always felt if some far more advanced intergalactic race does watch us from afar, they must truly believe we are beyond hope since we never do seem to progress very far towards peace and harmony with our fellow men. We may be doomed, which is a very sobering thought.
Snake Eyes and Boxcars is a collection of fourteen sci-fi/paranormal stories. Two of the tales are written in the first person and the other twelve authored in the third person writing style. The newly published work is author Jay Dubya's twelfth sto
Heaven sent us an angel. She could be your neighbor. Her friends call her Megan, but when her eyes are glowing, everyone calls her Ember Reign.
Megan Martin was an average teenager. She felt cheated when her grandfather died and grandmother
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