Unscramble Foster Novels & Stories

Fred read the single word on it: FORGE.

It will be so nice to get inside. “Foster!” A familiar spindly boy all legs with dark hair climbs from the passenger side, as inappropriately dressed for the weather as ever. Those signature ripped jeans look like he might as well be wearing shorts, and the jacket I’m sure was measured for women looks a little too thin and small to offer much warmth. Somehow, I would imagine he’d be a bit more excited to head in than we are.

Not Frost's people. His people.

Nothing yet, which was a good sign. He walked into his office and poured himself a glass of whiskey, which he quickly downed. His business phone started ringing, and he was straight back at work dealing with investors and companies from around the world. FosterA was a company aimed at providing reliable internet and communications to all people around the world. He focused on connecting poor areas to the rest of the world. The company had subdivisions such as education, legal services, and anything related to information technology infrastructure (IT).

It was coming. As the wind howled through the clearing, a shadow moved at the edge of the forest. Not Ash. Not Kade. Something older. Something that carried the unmistakable mark of her uncle’s power. And for the first time, Raven understood that her awakening wasn’t the beginning of freedom—it was the beginning of war.

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