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 The sirens fade. The questions don’t. In Chapter 13 , Olivia sits beneath flickering fluorescent lights while a detective circles the same insinuation—again and again. Grief hardens into anger. Help arrives from an unexpected place. And when she steps out into the cold, one truth remains: there’s no going back to the life she had. Only forward—into danger. 👇 Read Chapter 13 THIRTEEN Traverse City, Michigan             Liv sat in the back of the squad car, its red and blue lights painting surreal, flickering patterns on the snow-laden ground. She was encased in a disbelieving silence, her gaze fixed on the battalion of crime scene investigators scurrying in and out of her family home. The scene took on a dreamlike quality, unreal, incomprehensible. Later, an ambulance would pull up, its personnel performing the grim task of transporting Blake Streeter's body to the county medical examiner's office. Liv's eyes would fol...

 Snow falls thicker. The phone buzzes with weather alerts. The house ahead looks warm from the road. Chapter 11 is made of small details that add up to dread—a simple errand that feels like the last page of an old life. Bianka isn’t answering. Her dad is tired. The storm grows teeth. And Olivia steps into the kind of quiet that precedes a scream. 👇 Read Chapter 11 ELEVEN Streeter Residence, Traverse City, Michigan             The BMW's headlights pierced the night like twin lances, dispelling the darkness as they went. Liv guided the car into the driveway, her fingers lightly resting on the leather-wrapped steering wheel. A soft classical tune flowed gently from the car's speakers. Her eyes caught her father's reflection in the rearview mirror; Blake still looked pale, somewhat hollowed by the medical ordeal earlier. "We forgot to stop at the pharmacy," Liv remarked, eyeing the garage door as if it were a missed check...

 It begins with a towel wrapped too tight and a joke meant to cut the tension. In Chapter 9 , Olivia finds her father bleeding—and the scene plays like a warning you don’t recognize until it’s too late. It’s intimate, human, and unsettling. Because the worst nights often start with something small. 👇 Read Chapter 9 NINE Streeter Residence, Traverse City, Michigan             The garage door groaned to a close behind Liv as she exited the BMW, her arms laden with grocery bags. A fresh layer of snow had settled on the driveway, barely concealing the tire tracks that hinted at earlier activity. The car's headlights flickered off, plunging the garage into semi-darkness. As she stepped into the kitchen from the garage, a pervasive silence welcomed her. The only sound breaking it was the distant hum of the central heating, ticking like a quiet metronome as it fought off the winter chill. "Dad? Anyone?" she called, a touch ...

 Kippler’s Grocery. Familiar aisles. A neighbor who knows too much. Chapter 7 is a deceptively quiet slice of life—one that sharpens the contrast for what’s coming. Olivia is home. But home has a way of exposing the seams—old connections, new pressures, and the uneasy feeling that normal has an expiration date. 👇 Read Chapter 7 SEVEN Kippler's Grocery Store, Traverse City, Michigan             Liv maneuvered the BMW X5 into a parking spot after her third lap around the lot. Traverse City had turned out in full force for the weekend grocery run. She pressed the ignition button, and the powerful engine fell silent. A moment later, she was navigating the busy aisles of Kippler’s Grocery Store. The mission: coffee, and it couldn't be just any coffee. It had to be the kind with the Greek Siren logo—dad's favorite. As she finally located the coffee aisle and reached for a package, she heard a familiar voice from behind her....

 Soft lighting, clinking glasses, and the illusion of normal. In Chapter 4 , Olivia meets an old friend at a downtown spot that feels safe—until their conversation reminds you that safety is a story we tell ourselves. Expectations. Pressure. A future moving faster than the present can hold. This is the calm that readers learn to fear. The chapter you look back on and think: everything was already changing. 👇 Read Chapter 4 FOUR Shuga's Restaurant, Downtown Colorado Springs             The sky was a brilliant shade of blue, a canvas against which the Rocky Mountains stood tall and imposing. Though Colorado Springs was home to Liv now, its allure was a refreshing contrast to the regimented training grounds and academic strongholds that filled her day-to-day. Shuga’s Restaurant was a downtown gem, a place that offered refuge with its cozy ambiance and eclectic menu. The blend of rustic charm and industrial chic reflected ...

 It takes a special kind of calm to fire between heartbeats. Chapter 2 drops you into the crucible of elite training—robotic targets, simulated crowds, and the relentless elevation that tests every breath Olivia takes. Speed without panic. Stillness without fear. It’s discipline forged in cold air—and a preview of the precision she’ll need when the bullets aren’t blanks. 👇 Read Chapter 2 TWO United States Olympic & Paralympic Training Center, Colorado Springs, Colorado             The Colorado altitude had a way of humbling even the most disciplined athletes, and Olivia Streeter was no exception. It wasn't just the thin air; it was the towering presence of the Rocky Mountains themselves, an omnipresent backdrop that seemed to both challenge and inspire all who came to conquer their own personal summits. Liv felt the elevation's impact most keenly during her initial cardio sessions. The rarefied ai...

 Some destinies start with applause. Olivia Streeter’s starts with a countdown. On snow-slicked tracks in Breckenridge, a rifle at her back and the Olympics in reach, she discovers that victory carries a different kind of weight—the kind that pulls you into danger you never trained for. The Prologue of Pulse is pure velocity: cold air, steady breath, the precision of a born marksman. But beneath the triumph is a low hum of dread—the feeling that this is only the first shot in a much larger war. 👇 Read the Prologue PROLOGUE Breckenridge, Colorado - Final Qualification Rounds             Olivia "Liv" Streeter felt the weight of the .22-caliber rifle snug against her back as she pushed off the starting line. There was no room for error. The digital clock next to the scoreboard started its merciless count the instant she moved, and every millisecond would matter. Her skis sliced through the freshly groom...

  The pulse is the rhythm of life. For athletes, it’s a measure of performance. For spies, it’s a measure of survival. In Pulse , Olivia Streeter’s heartbeat becomes both her strength and her greatest threat. Racing on skis, it drives her forward. Steadying her rifle, it must be calmed. But in espionage, her pulse betrays her—fear, adrenaline, panic. In a world where every tell can be fatal, controlling your pulse isn’t just important—it’s life or death. Liv’s story isn’t just about skiing, or shooting, or even spying. It’s about mastering herself—body, mind, and heartbeat—when everything is stacked against her. Can she keep her pulse steady long enough to survive? ❤️‍🔥 Feel the heart-racing suspense in Pulse .

 What happens when your greatest dream shatters in one night—and the world replaces it with something far more dangerous? In Pulse , Olivia Streeter has trained her entire life for Olympic glory. Hours in the snow, precision at the rifle range, and the iron discipline of an elite athlete carried her to the cusp of immortality. But when her dream collapses, she’s pulled into a darker contest—one with no medals, no cheering crowds, and no guarantee of survival. Espionage doesn’t care how steady your aim is under pressure. It doesn’t reward endurance or discipline—it demands them. And Liv soon learns that the skills honed for sport are the very ones that could save her life. Can she adapt when the stakes are no longer measured in seconds, but in blood? 📚 Step inside Olivia’s world of speed, survival, and deception in Pulse .

 Tick. Tock. Survival has a clock. In Artifact , Calvin and his team find themselves trapped in a race where every heartbeat counts. Booby traps. Enemy fire. And a countdown no one saw coming. Every choice is split-second. Every step could be the last. For Prentice, it’s no longer about discovery—it’s about making it out alive. 📚 Run with them before time runs out in Artifact: Artifact by Cole Steele