Everyone of us checks his mail, but what do you do when your mail starts checking you...?
Imagine a world in which our unborn children control our romantic destiny
A family with a secret. A sheriff with an ax to grind. And an heir apparent with a destiny to fulfill. What could go wrong?
You never know what's around the corner...
coincidence does not exist
The quest for immortality is risky business, is everlasting life worth such misery?