Setting aside her childhood dream of becoming a fighter pilot in favor of an occupation where she was slightly less likely to die, A. L. Buehrer started writing fiction as a teenager. Since then, she has dedicated her life to creating compelling and unforgettable stories for Christian audiences. She also runs a serial fiction blog called Unsweeteneddarjeeling.com where she shares a weird variety of short stories with anyone who wanders in out of the cold.
Setting aside her childhood dream of becoming a fighter pilot in favor of an occupation where she was slightly less likely to die, A. L. Buehrer started writing fiction as a teenager. Since then, she has dedicated her life to creating compelling and unforgettable stories for Christian audiences. She also runs a serial fiction blog called Unsweeteneddarjeeling.com where she shares a weird variety of short stories with anyone who wanders in out...
DON’T LOOK UP. THEY KNOW YOUR FACE. Halcyon Slavik hates cameras. She doesn’t know why one of Budapest’s mysterious surveillance drones is watching her. Is it just a glitch? She intends to be out of the city before she finds out. The escape plan fails when a drone-sniping friend convinces her to turn the tables on her hovering stalker. And now...
Halcyon Slavic wanted to disappear. That was why she ran away from society in the first place. She could slip under the radar, do what she believed was right, be whoever she wanted to be. In her smothered world, these simple desires all require some degree of anonymity.
The incident last October sent Halcyon running for cover. But she’s not the only monster hiding in the dark. A mysterious new threat is invading Three Point Five. And before anyone knows what it’s come for, it’s made the first kill.
With robotic hellhounds patrolling the streets and the drone-grid closing in from above, the Enclave must stay...
