AS I READ Soul Tracers, I was captivated by two critical questions.

Was the novel a romance?

It certainly had all of the trappings of young love.

Or was the novel science fiction?

The story was based on an ingenious plot that was far beyond anything I could ever imagine.

However, by the time I had finished Soul Tracers, I discovered that I didn’t care.

Jennifer Bexley, as far as I was concerned, had created a whole new genre, and she did it with style and class and imagination.

Peter Moylan may be a medical school dropout, but he has a rare gift.

He has the ability to photograph a person’s soul, even awaken a soul that has departed the earth, and test the limits of an unknown world that has never been seen before.

But Peter doesn’t work alone.

He is aided by an acquaintance, virtually a stranger, who owns Ellis Hospitals.

And the outer reaches of their existence is changed forever when they stumble across Mia, a young girl who has no idea who she is or from where she came.

All she has to offer them is hope.

But will hope may be enough?

Jennifer’s writing is exquisite. You can tell her talent immediately when she writes, “The young woman’s face appeared to keep changing –revealing angular lines that kept moving within – and for a moment Peter felt as if he was staring straight into a diamond. He wondered how a diamond can carry within its many lines and faces a life so naturally lived that it could light up a perfect stone before his very eyes. Coming out of his trance, Peter knew the young woman was not dead. She was simply sleeping.”

Soul Tracers may not be quite like any romantic book you have ever read before.

But it will capture your imagination early and then refuse to let go.

THE CITY OF SEATTLE is terrorized by a killer.

He strikes and strikes often.

His is a face no one has seen.

He lives in the shadows.

Could he be a ghost?

In The Underground, P. M. Briede has created one of the most original and intriguing story lines I have read in years.

We must first look at the past.

Seattle in 1889 burned, and its residents dutifully rolled up their sleeves, refused to be dismayed or defeated, and re-built upon the charred ruins of the disastrous fire.

Seattle became a shining city.

But what lay beneath it all?

As the years passed, stories and gossip began to circulate that an underground world existed down amidst the trash, filth, and decayed remains of early Seattle.

It was not empty.

It was populated by a strange group of people known only as groundlings.

But were the groundlings a myth?

A rumor?

An urban legend?

And did a serial killer live among them.

The Underground follows the footsteps of a reporter, Oz Seldon. It’s his mission to find the groundlings or prove for once and for all time, that no one, not even ghosts. roams the network of narrow tunnels beneath the city.

He has never been a believer.

He is a skeptic

But, as P. M. Briede writes; “Oz had been strangely obsessed with the groundlings. Which was odd in itself because he scoffed at all other urban myths. But something always drew him to the groundlings, a feeling deep in his gut that they were real and connected to him.”

Will he find the groundlings?

Will he discover the secrets they have harbored so many years?

Among them, will he find the killer?

The Underground will keep you guessing and tingle your spine all the way to the end.