"I read them all in one sitting. Well written and
an excellent trilogy."
This coming of age Red Moon trilogy turns dystopian young adult fiction on its ear with a breathtakingly fresh science fiction, fantasy series that is as much a thriller as it is a romantic tale.
TIME TRAP, Red Moon Trilogy Book 1
Rayen’s memory is blank. Her future's in question. Her power is dangerous.
In book one of this unusual young adult, sci-fi/fantasy trilogy, Rayen awakens in the middle of a desert in a strange land called Albuquerque. She's captured and stuck in an unusual school where she stumbles on a deadly secret that can destroy this world … and the future. All she wants to do is go home. The problem is she doesn’t know where she came from, or who she is, and the only person who can help her is a teenage boy in a world where killing the enemy and surviving is all that matters. Though she’s drawn to him, he is as dangerous as he is attractive, and he thinks she’s the enemy.
TIME RETURN, Red Moon Trilogy Book 2
Rayen promised to return. Gabby must return. Tony can’t return.
Three teens connected by a shared secret are forced into a choice with consequences that will change each of them. When Rayen arrives on the Red Moon sphere again, she finds shocking surprises. Her arrival causes upheaval and danger for the MystiK children, and creates a heart wrenching challenge for Callan who must choose between duty and holding onto the one girl he can’t have. But walking away is harder than he expects when a new MystiK male in the sphere is poised to take Callan’s place. When an unexpected enemy attacks, Rayen and Callan must put their personal conflict aside to unite a village in chaos.
Choices backfire, trust is forfeit and alliances shift as elements of the Damian Prophecy begin to fall into place as the time of reckoning draws closer with no way to stop it.
TIME LOCK, Red Moon Trilogy Book 3
His duty. Her destiny. Their last hope.
In the stunning conclusion of the Red Moon trilogy, every minute counts—literally—as Rayen races against time and impossible odds to deliver a one-of-a-kind computer to the Sphere, but she’s imprisoned in Albuquerque. Failure means Callan's death at the hands of his TecKnati enemies. Rayen will do anything to prevent that, but she and her friends have to find a way back to the time portal first. With all eyes on the red moon, Rayen, Tony and Gabby battle to reach and save their MystiK friends. Their determination triggers a collision course of two worlds over a hundred and sixty years apart.
"Micah Caida couldn't have done a better job at wrapping up the story...I for one hate to see this series end." Mama’s Reading Break
“As the thrilling conclusion to the Red Moon series, Time Lock does not disappoint and will leave you in awe...perfection on paper.” Angela C, college student
"I have never read a book that was anything like this one before. It felt completely unique to me, which I loved!" Feed Your Fiction Addiction
Painful starbursts exploded behind my eyes.
I clawed awake, tumbling forward, bouncing against a rough surface. Heat scorched my arms and legs. I tucked my head and shoulders. Sharp stones gouged my back and sand coated my sweaty body.
All at once, I lurched forward and slammed to a stop, flat on my face. Ears ringing, my next breath wheezed out, mouth dry as the hot dust singeing my skin.
What was happening? No answer. My brain hadn’t unscrambled yet.
“Get up, girl, if you value your life,” someone demanded in a deep male voice that sounded old.
Don’t push me right now if you value yours. I opened my gritty eyes to blinding light and a cockeyed view of an endless desert. Not a person in sight.
“Get. Up!” he ordered again.
If he yelled at me one more time, he wouldn’t be happy when I did make it to my feet. I bit back the snarl curling to my lips. Who was he anyway? My head still spun and my stomach wasn’t much happier. Gravel bit the palms of my hands as I pushed up on shaky knees.
Every muscle screamed misery. My body had been battered like a kickball. I looked around at endless empty land. Still no one in sight. I kept twisting in a full circle. Not a thing for miles but desert and mountains. Now I was dizzy.
Had I imagined that voice?
Where am I?
Blinking against the harsh sun, I struggled to my feet, weaving where I stood. I grabbed my aching skull. Slow down and think. Rubbing my gritty eyes, I focused harder. Nothing made sense. Then I looked down at myself. Feet tucked inside short boots made of tanned skins. Familiar, but not much. Buckskin material covered me from shoulders to skinned knees in a sort of tunic and I had a leather thong tied around my waist.
I swallowed, waiting for some memory to rise up.
Just a hint at what was going on. Sweat streaked down my face, burning my eyes and soaking my hair. Panic shivered through me at the empty gap in my mind. The longer I waited for answers that didn’t come, the more nauseous I got. What was wrong with me? Why can’t I remember what happened for me to be here? I lifted a shaky hand to shove sticky hair off my face and sucked in air faster ... then froze with a new realization.
Clutching a handful of hair, I pulled the strands into view. Black. Long, thick and black. I hadn’t known that.
I don’t even know what I look like?
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