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Rune's Riddle

Rune Hadsar didn't think he was weird.

Was he weird just because he knew what other people were feeling? So maybe it made them squirm because they couldn't lie to him, but that was their problem, right? And he had always been like this; his brother too, but Seth could hide it better.

But Sara might be his one shot at a normal life so he was really trying to hide the empathic thing. She wasn't fooled, but she hadn't kicked him out. But then the nightmares started, and his grifter grandmother popped up and warned Sara not to have kids with him. Ever. Three strikes, and Rune Hadsar was probably out.

And Sara didn't even know about the freezing up as some other guy's life played out in his head. So he had concerns about losing her and maybe going insane. Did Seth having the identical nightmares mean he wasn't? But if not, then what the Hell?

 

 

Nesrady Clone Series

The Clone Who Loved to Bake Bread (TheNesrady Clones Book 1)

John Holt was a lucky boy.

Lydia Holt had adopted him as a baby and loved him. He and his mother were only Non-corporate Citizens, Noncos, but Uncle Peter was a Corporate Citizen, a Cozie, and got him into a much better school in the corp zone. So he had studied very hard and tried to make his mother and Uncle Peter proud of him.

But he had met Aaron when he was fourteen. They were brones; identical in appearance but different too which was strange. No one had told him that he was a clone,

Dr. Escuniti of the United Genetics Services Corp had made many clones of Matthew Nesrady, but no one would tell him why. Even Nesrady didn't know.

But he had worked hard hoping to get a good corporate job, hoping to become a Cozie, but then he had started to see the sparklies. He could shut his eyes, but that didn't stop the swarming sparkly things and shadows around him.

It was years before he realized the sparklies were fore-images of things that would happen very soon. No one had told him he was a precog either. He didn't tell anyone, not even Aaron.

But some Cozies knew anyway and wanted to use him for this precog ability. He didn't know what they wanted him to do, but he didn't think he should let them use him.

He was sure he shouldn't.

 

The Clone Who Loved to Fight (TheNesrady Clones Book 2)

Cole Young wasn't a lucky boy.

His adoptive mother, Sarah, had loved him even more than her partner Anaïs had hated him, but he was on his own when both of them disappeared one night and never returned.

But he was fourteen, and he could take care of himself. He had the Precog sparklies, and nobody could beat him. He could see the punches they were going to throw, or the knives or guns they were going to pull. He could take them out, and it was fun to watch their shocked, stupid faces when he did.

 

He took what he needed from the Corporate Citizens, the Cozies, and not one of them could stop him.

He and Teddy and Jeff had been friends, but as they got older, he wanted to fight his brother clones, his brones too, especially Teddy, because Teddy thought he could take him. Part of him wanted to punch it out with Teddy whenever they ran into each other. He could feel the rage rising in him, feel the excitement pumping through his veins, and he knew Teddy was feeling it too. It was exciting, because they both could see the sparklies.

But they were twenty now, and they were all having the same shitty headaches. The pain began behind his eyes and grew and grew until all he could do was blindly roll on the ground and scream like a feeb.

He didn't know who to go to, but he needed help. For the first time, he needed help that the freaking sparklies couldn't give.

The Clone Who Loved to Swim (TheNesrady Clones Book 3)

Bret Gawain was a very lucky boy.

At least, he and his brones, his brother-clones, Adam and Ewan, had thought so after Annabelle gave them a home. Mrs. Grossmeyer had been mean, and Mattie might be fun, but he wasn't parent material. Of course, after Annabelle died, they were lucky once again when her brother, Stephen, took them in.

The outside world was a scary place, but none of the discontent and rage felt by the Non-corporate Citizens, the Noncos, intruded into Stephen's estate.

The Nonco People's Army might have captured St. Louis, but none of the fear felt by the Corporate Citizens, the Cozies, found a chink in the armor of Stephen's Cozie Security.

He and Adam and Ewan had been happy until they turned thirteen and started seeing the sparklies. They hadn't known any of the other Nesrady clones created by Dr. Escuniti, so they had been confused and a little scared. They had thought precogs were only in books.

Just as they were learning to accept and even like the precog sparklies and shadows, Ewan started seeing the dream. But it wasn't a dream; it was like a faded, fragmented memory, but a memory of something that might happen.

The not-dream was always scary because the parts didn't fit and seemed to change, and in some of the parts, everyone they knew and loved died horribly. They had to find John, one of their older brones. John might make it right if it could be made right before the bad things happened.

 

 

The Clone Who Loved Voltaire (The Nesrady Clones Book 4) 

John Holt had never been a lucky man, and he had the bullet hole to prove it.

He hated the precog sparklies, and he hated the dream, and he hated being different, but the dream was the worst. The dream showed him the deaths of everyone he loved if he didn't act. Or sometimes, even if he did.

He didn't want to make a fuss, but he didn't know what to do. He was only weird John, the soulless clone, that Dr. Escuniti had made in his lab; the crazy clone with the silly kaleidoscopic dream.

The Nonco People's Army and the Corps had been at war for years. The Non-Corporate Citizens, the Noncos, were trying to take control from the Corporate Citizens, the Cozies. The Noncos outnumbered the Cozies a hundred to one, but the Cozies had the weapons and science and technology.

The Corps had held power for a century and wouldn't allow a Nonco rabble to defeat them. Dhar-Scheele Medical Corp had created a plague by resurrecting a virus from centuries earlier, and had been ready to unleash it, but he had stopped them. Temporarily.

But Allied Defense Corp also had a terrible weapon. And all the death he saw in the shifting dream fragments came from that. He was almost sure.

But he thought he saw a way to stop them, if his brones, Cole and Bret and Adam and Ewan, helped him. If the dream was true. If he wasn't as crazy as everyone thought.