Genre: Fantasy/Light Sci-Fi
Word Count: 65,000
The life of seventeen year old Lana James has been rooted in hate for as long as she can remember.
She’s been taught to hate the Elements, an ancient race that controls nature. They’re killing her world, turning what’s left of the population into scared and paranoid scroungers. She hates her selfish aunt who sleeps around and beats her more than takes care of her. She’s even come to hate her pathetic and decaying seaside village.
Lana doesn't hate Aden. Her best friend is everything – but even he will disappoint her.
When Element attacks put Lana’s town in danger, the government-run Eradication Agency is sent to find those responsible. Feeling threatened, Aden reveals his deepest secret to her – he’s a Fire Element. Considering half her town is going up in flames, Lana doesn’t know if she can trust her best friend anymore.
But when Aden is forced to go on the run to escape the government who wants his kind exterminated, Lana must make a choice; give in to the hate and turn her back on her friend, or help the enemy who destroyed her world and become one of the hunted.
ELEMENT, my YA novel, is complete at approximately 65,000 words. Set in an apocalyptic world where some humans wield powers, it is a blend of fantasy and science fiction.
When I was a little girl, it seemed like everyone wanted to come to the ocean. To play in it, to look at it, to feel it lapping at their toes. Not anymore. Now, everyone is scared of the water.
I should be afraid too. I should tremble at the sight of the coming waves, remembering the day when they grew tall as houses and rushed over the beaches to our small town. The day the frothy, living water almost claimed me. I should be afraid because that was the day we found out earth wasn't controlled by nature. The day we found out about the Elements. Yes, I have reason to be afraid.
But I'm not.
Out of all the things I'm afraid of and have come to despise, the water isn't one of them. Out of everything in my messed up world, the ocean is the only thing that brings me comfort.
From the water I see him lying on the beach, a book on his chest. He never comes in with me, but having him here is perfect; the two best things in my world.
That's why today is one of those rare good days. When I stepped outside this morning, my skin tingled at the warmth of summer on the edge. I knew it was going to be an ocean day. It had to be.