Edits are wrapping up and the cover is in the works. Book I is coming soon! "When Emma Grant was fourteen years old, she began to have the dreams. In a world still trapped in the aftermath of a devastating world war, Emergency Manager and Crisis Psychologist Dr. Emma Grant has been asked to speak at the first Constitutional Convention since the United States was founded. With the states coming together in a last-ditch effort to end a crippling energy crisis and the Constitution hanging by a thread, Emma must fight to keep the American government from falling apart. But when the convention takes a deadly turn, will Emma lose what may be her last chance to finally do something about the disturbing images plaguing her dreams? Or will she discover this is only the beginning? When Darkness Builds is the first installment in The Caldera Series. It's the story of Jon and Emma Grant, and the power they've been given together. To save the children of men." Until then, enjoy a sneak peak of just what's in store: From Book I: When Darkness BuildsJon dropped Emma hard onto a bench before joining Sam and Jared at the corner of the escalator. She winced and grabbed her shoulder as a white hot pain shoot through it and down her arm. That’s when she noticed the blood all over her jacket.
Emma had been shot. “Jon!” she tried to call out but couldn’t seem to make it above a whisper. Her vision began to blur as she stared at the blood on her hand, turned a dark red in the paleness of the moonlight. Emma had suffered more concussions than she could count and had, across the course of her career, broken at least one of every bone in her body, but she had never been shot before. Somehow, despite the intensity of the situation, Jon heard her call for him. He rushed back to her and passed his gun to Rachael, who was kneeling down on the floor beside Ephraim, trying to help him dress his wound. Though Ephraim’s leg looked considerably worse than what Emma imagined her shoulder did, he was a thousand times calmer than she was at the moment. Jon glanced back and forth between Emma and Ephraim. “Just try to buy us some time, ok?” he told Rachael. Rachael nodded and grabbed Ephraim’s gun and an extra clip as well before she left to join Sam and Jared back by the side of the escalators. “Jon,” Emma whimpered as he knelt down in front of her, the warmth of her tears even more noticeable against her cool cheeks. Jon put a hand on her face. “Emma, honey, listen to me. You’ve been hit. I’m going to have to take a look, ok? But I need you to stay calm. I need you to stay with me. Can you do that?” Emma nodded slightly. She knew how important it was that she didn’t pass out, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t stop shaking. Why was it so unbelievably cold in here?! Jon gently slipped her blazer jacket off her shoulders and slid the strap of her camisole down her arm. Either he was being extra careful not to hurt her or Emma was already in so much pain she couldn’t tell the difference. He wrinkled his forehead as he examined the damage. “Well, the good news is it looks like there is an exit wound,” Jon said before moving to the bench beside her to take a look at her back. Emma watched his expression in the moonlight that poured from the window behind him. For a moment she thought she noticed his face flush slightly pale. “The bad news is...” he added quietly. “You’re losing a lot of blood.” Ephraim pulled himself up onto the bench beside Jon and handed him a piece of gauze. Emma shuddered in pain, lingering for a moment on the edge of consciousness as Jon pressed the cloth hard against her shoulder. “Grant!” Sam called back to him, his voice ringing inside her head as hollow and echoed as the stairwell. “We’re going to run out of ammo eventually! We can’t hold them off forever!” Jon held the bandage to Emma’s shoulder and stared at her. He knew as well as she did that it was nothing short of a miracle that they had even made it this far. If they were caught, they were dead. Period. “Go,” said Ephraim from the other side of Jon. Jon turned to him and wrinkled his forehead. “What?” “You heard me, I said go. I’ll cover you. Just take them and get out of here.” “And then what, E? You going to shimmy back up the elevator shaft? Or climb out the window and scale down the side of the building?” “No. I’m going to do what I came here to do. Stop a bomb from going off.” “Oh yeah,” said Jon, lowering his voice. “And how exactly are you going to do that with a busted leg?” Ephraim pursed his lips together for a moment and stared down at the bandage wrapped around his thigh. The one that seemed to be more red now than it was white. “He can’t,” answered Emma quietly. “And you know he can’t. Not without help.” Jon turned back to her and clenched his jaw. “I said no, Emma.” “Damn it, Jon! Since when did you turn your back on the world?” “When they turned their backs on us!” he snapped at her. “Fifteen months, Emma. Fifteen long months they left me over there while you lay in a hospital bed dying. Haven’t we already done enough? Haven’t we already lost enough? Let someone else be the hero for once, because I’m done.” Emma shrank back and tried to pull away from him, not altogether unaware of how dizzy the sudden movement made her. She was already in enough pain, though, and wasn’t really in the mood to bear the brunt of his anger. Jon adjusted the pressure he was putting on her shoulder and softened his voice. “Look, I’m sorry, ok? Just calm down. You’re in shock and you’re not thinking clearly. We have got to get you out of here and to a hospital. You and Ephraim. And what about Jack, Emma? He sacrificed himself to save us, you know.” “So that we could lose ourselves in the process!? Hundreds of people will die when that bomb goes off. Probably more. What do you think he would say if he knew we could have stopped it? What do you think he would say if he knew that he saved us just so we could turn around and be selfish enough to only save ourselves?” Emma glanced over Jon’s shoulder at Ephraim for a moment before lowering her voice. It was becoming harder and harder to focus. “Why do you think he even did it in the first place? Because he believes in us. Because he believes in you. Do you really want to be the one to prove him wrong?” Jon’s face fell. He dropped his eyes to his lap and lowered his voice. “Emmy, I didn’t ask for any of this. I don’t want any of this. All I want to do is go home, with my wife, to my kids. Why is that so bad?” “Because, Jon, that’s not who we are and you know it.” Jon took a long, deep breath and shook his head, staring down at the ring on his right hand. “We are the choices we make,” he whispered to himself. “That’s right,” said Emma quietly. “And we made a choice, remember? Maybe it’s time we stopped hiding from who we really are.”
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cj
9/7/2015 07:52:53 am
I nearly said "thank you" but often folk wandering around inside my mind poking at things I'd prefer left undisturbed are banned, and at the very least, make me anxious, so perhaps "thank you" isn't where I feel I am.
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Cookie Christensen
9/8/2015 07:22:22 am
I enjoyed your article about, "Why I came back to Church"! I've been a member of the Church all my live. I believe, we are either progressing and/or regressing to obtain a strong testimony of the only true Church on earth today. The adversary is always waiting when the trend is on the regression direction. Keep on the good work in and also, striving to overcome our imperfection has we travel the journey of life. Your friend from Southern Alberta, Cookie Christensn
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9/9/2015 12:41:06 am
Id love to have a copy of your book to read to my kids when its done! Thanks!
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Misty
9/9/2015 01:32:14 am
Mike,
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10/5/2015 12:54:02 pm
Please add me to the list to notify when your book is completed.
Sherryl Munden
9/10/2015 01:12:56 pm
I am going to read your book and would like to know how to access your articles. I will give you feedback but I also very much need to get feedback from you for my unfinished book on Mary Shelley. I need to have your email so I can send you my book as I transcribe it from handwriting to typing format. Is this ok for you? I also would like for you to show me how to make a website.
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Wil Taylor Sr
9/11/2015 03:37:48 pm
Please put me on your list for your book release. Thanks for your article on coming back(?)..Been 20 years for me..thanks to some very understanding Home Teachers I am at least having conversations on what happened and where I am now.
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Misty
9/11/2015 04:13:09 pm
I am excited and uplifted to hear that, after 20 years, you are having conversations with your Home Teachers. I'd say I wish you "all the luck in the world" but luck has very little to do with anything. Instead I will say, my heart is with you as you begin your journey back. Just know there are many, many people out there just like me--just like you--who are just trying desperately to do what they think they should with many, many mistakes along the way. It's not about getting it entirely right. It's about not giving up. I have added your email address to the mailing list for my book release. Thank you and God bless.
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Tracie
9/21/2015 02:41:58 am
Hello Misty I just wanted to thank you so very much on your article on"why i came back to church. I felt you read my life I could totally understand every where your coming from . I have walk your shoes before . You touch heart you made me cry. I think as members of the church we feel that people need to be almost perfect but were we not. And your right I need to let go and thats the hartest part. Thank you again for this touching article.
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Pamela Smith
10/21/2015 11:52:15 pm
Loving it already! Can't wait to read it all!
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James Wynder
11/30/2015 09:51:22 pm
Interested in your books, please put me on the book email list. Loved your article, "God told me to Give You This..." wonderful story!
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Misty
11/30/2015 09:54:49 pm
Adding your information now, James. Thank you, and I'm glad you enjoyed the story!
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Kathy Percy
1/26/2017 12:15:35 pm
Please add me to your email list for book.
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James
1/26/2017 12:26:18 pm
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Delos Bond
1/26/2017 02:25:21 pm
Please add me to your email list for book.
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