Roman Martin is a normal guy until he happens upon a winning lottery ticket that grants him an incredible superpower.
Unfortunately, Roman has to keep his new power a secret, and in a society that separates superpowereds from half-powereds, that's a big deal.
There's also his troubled past, a dark secret that constantly looms over him, his co-worker's mysterious death, and the fact that Roman is being blackmailed by two beautiful female spies at war with one another.
Will Roman use his new power to fight crime, or will his troubled past catch up with him, ruining his chances of redemption?
So Roman does what any down-on-his-luck partially exploited office worker would do in his situation: get women, get good, and get ready to fight back.
Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / Dark Fantasy
House of Dolls reached
#1 in Superhero Fiction
#1 in Cyberpunk Fiction
#1 in Metaphysical Fiction
Overall, it broke the top 130 in the Kindle Score, a certified best seller.
The water lifted out of the pool forming a large eagle, its wings flapping and sending droplets of water to the surface of the pool.
Roman concentrated even harder, moving the flying beast made of water higher into the air, spinning it around, keeping its form in place.
“It worked!” Ava floated on the opposite end of the gym, fire licking off her body. She had a smile on her face, her eyes burning yellow as she watched the water creation touch back down.
“Water Mimicry,” Roman mumbled. When breaking down Class Cs, he’d seen words like hydrophysiology and hydrokinesis thrown around, and all could be used to describe what he was currently doing.
In fact, the usual verbiage he used, something like a Type II, Class C, was simplified. It could get much more complex than that, but most didn’t bother. If they needed to investigate what class an exemplar was, they could simply look for the details on their ID.
Roman watched the eagle made of water fly a bit higher. His ability to animate inanimate objects was something entirely molecular, its possibilities seemingly endless. A quick look at his power dial and he saw that the middle bar was pulsing. He turned his palm up, and the water lifted in a column that fanned out at the top.
There was another thing he wanted to try, but he could give that a shot later, after he did what he’d come here to do.
Roman pulled the water toward him, forming a sluicing suit of armor over his body. The water moving over the fabric of his clothing felt incredibly odd, almost as if he were being massaged with his clothes still on.
Ava zipped over to him, a trail of flames following her.
“Are you ready for this?” she asked, a supernova of energy moving over her body.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
