What happens when gods are forgotten… Skylar Rome can’t wait to spend her last summer before college with her cousin. Everything changes when she meets Mason and his family. Skylar is sure she should stay away from him, but their attraction is undeniable. Skylar’s life erupts into turmoil. She steps into a world where descendants of ancient gods have superpowers and evil beings want her. She is running out of time and running for her life, while trying to unravel the mystery of her identity. Forced into a battle set into motion long before she was born, will Skylar find the answers she seeks, or will she die trying? "A fast paced adventure full of mystery, action, magic and romance! Readers won't be able to put this book down!" InD'tale Magazine "From Gods takes mythology to a whole new level of imagination with its incredible plot and amazing characters. It's full of hotness that you never want to end!" Michele, Insane About Books "From Gods by the AMAZING AUTHOR Mary Ting is OMGods good!! If you even LIKE Greek Mythology, set aside some time because you will DEVOUR Mary Ting's Demi Gods and Vultures!!!" Mindy, Books Complete Me "Mason, Mason, Mason," Skylar panicked. "I know. Skylar, hold on tight. I'm going to brake." "But...but there are cars behind us." "We have no choice. Don't worry. I got this." Pushing down on the brake pedal forcefully, the car hydroplaned to the right. "Hold on," Mason yelled. Skylar gripped the first thing she could place her hand on tightly. The water from the road jetted up into the air like a water show, but the car kept gliding sideways, until finally it spun a full circle and stopped. With no time to waste, Mason turned the car toward the right and accelerated, hoping to dodge what was coming toward them. Out of nowhere, a long piece of ice, taking the form of a spear-like shape, darted through the trucks' tires and punctured some of them. More ice spears came soaring out of the rain, but this time, ten or more sphere like ice balls followed, denting the sides of the trucks, and one went through a windshield. With flat tires, the trucks now glided as if on ice, maneuvering from side to side. "Did you do that?" Skylar asked excitedly. "No...must be Poseidon's kids. Where the hell are they?" Mason spread his right arm in front of Skylar, as if to protect her. "Bend down, Sky." One of the trucks hit another and swirled, hitting the other adjacent to it. The crash caused the trucks to flip and tumble, heading straight for Mason's car. With a look of shock, Skylar held her breath. With no time to move, think, or get out of the car, she closed her eyes and prepared for the crash. Just seconds before the impact, Mason's car flew up into the air, over the trucks. Somehow, magically, the water created a liquid bridge, guiding the car safely over, and then it thumped hard on the ground on the other side. Without looking back, Mason sped away as the sound of screeching brakes and metal impacting on metal blasted behind them. "What just happened?" Skylar yelped. "Did you do that?" Everything had happened so fast, and adrenalin had flushed through her body so rapidly, she'd had no time for fear. Now that it was over, she was simply amazed, stunned; there were no words. "No, I didn't. Poseidon's kids...it's the only explanation. They can manipulate water. I had it handled. There was no need for them to show off. Now many civilians are hurt." Mason sounded irritated, perhaps because he wasn't the hero this time around, or perhaps he truly did care for those people he didn't know. Amazed by their abilities, wherever they were, Skylar was grateful they were there. Though Mason spoke as though he'd had the situation handled, Skylar thought otherwise, but kept her opinion to herself. Looking behind them, she could see fire and heavy smoke escalating to the sky. The trucks had mostly slammed against each other, except for one. Guilt consumed her, thinking about the poor, innocent people who'd happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. But her remorse was soon forgotten when she saw the same white truck, and now a black truck tailing behind them. "It's the white truck again, but there's another one behind it." "I see them," Mason said with a sly tone, looking in the rearview mirror. "Let's see if they can follow." Author Mary Ting resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children's chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.