THE CHILDREN OF THE NEPHILIM
YA – Sci-Fi
When sixteen-year old Paxton discovers the Great Rescue was the largest abduction in the history of mankind she realizes she and her fellow teens weren’t taken from Earth to ensure the survival of humanity but that of their alien captors. To save her friends and herself, she must first accept that good and evil don’t always run skin deep.
My knees ached from pressing into the honeycomb design of the metal deck. Leaning forward, I pushed my forehead against the tiny porthole in my berth, waiting until the ashen rock that was once Earth rotated into view.
It had been two years since I touched a blade of grass — two years since fresh air entered my lungs. Yet the brilliant greens and blues of the bejeweled planet that had been my home for fourteen years rarely entered my thoughts. More often, I was haunted by the last images engraved into my memory. Shadows. Darkness.
Every day I waited for it… and every day I experienced the same anguish. My ravaged planet finally appeared and an odd excitement flooded my veins before subsiding to a dull pain. I remained frozen until the grayish light vanished.
I shut the shade and stood, my legs warming as the blood slowly returned to them. Even with the burned planet out of sight, the pounding in my chest continued, making it difficult to breathe. I glanced at the time and knew I should be heading to the galley but I couldn’t convince myself to go. Not yet. What I wanted was some hope. My eyes moved to the pile of neatly stacked books that lay on the floor.
I grabbed the novel on top and ducked into my pod, wanting to think about something other than the assembly scheduled for tonight. The leader of One Nation had ordered a meeting and would soon arrive on the Mayflower.