Positano is a small fishing village, where the poor go to make money and gather food. Carabelle, a 14-year-old girl, has only known her mother and her three (soon to be four) siblings. They live in a small, grimy hut, near the coast, where her mother works in a brothel, and her brother works as a fisherman's apprentice. Every day that Carabelle sees her mother she asks, "Why hasn't my father come to help us?", and every day her mother answers, "Tomorrow, my love.". So she waits, waits for someone she knows may never come. Then, a depression hit the world, causing many to live without jobs, to lose their homes, and be separated from their family. Through these tough time, Carabelle keeps her mother's words close to her heart. "Tomorrow, my love.", as if he would actually come. Tomorrow never comes.

Mallory Torres is going into her senior year of high school. Middle child in a family of five, with two unloving, alcoholic parents, living in a seven-bedroom house in the centre of Scarsdale, New York. Quiet, reserved, and the smartest girl in her grade. She would win valedictorian if anybody had acknowledged her existence. But it didn't bother her, it never did. She'd been ignored her entire life, and when she wasn't, they wouldn't praise her because of all of her great work. No, they'd bully her, beat her, yell at her. Better to be invisible, she'd always thought. Her escape from her nightmare would be a college acceptance letter to Oxford. Or any other college in any other country. Just not the one where her family was. She'd leave and never look back. Perfect grades, extracurriculars that would make even the toughest Ivy League school send out their acceptance letter in a blink of an eye, and hopefully a scholarship so she wouldn't have to take any more money from her family than she already had. Blasting through life, nothing held her down. Not her parents. Not her siblings. And she didn't have friends. Nothing held her back until the weight of the entire universe fell on her back and she could no longer leave. Ever.

A story so grand, you'd have to be an entire galaxy away to see it whole. Before the Stormis in a galaxy called Uncreations, in a solar system called Anthelion, on a planet called Nevesta. Their world is identical to ours if we were given such technology from the beginning. This is Before the Storm: The Dawn of Life: Book 1.

In Auroaren, King Caerwyn and Queen Edelmira ruled the four realms. The North, South, East, and West. The kingdom resided in the North, in the richest city of all the realms: Poppies Hill. The four realms lived in peace, barely a squabble between the common folk, but it wouldn't last for long. The peace was coming to an abrupt end, caused by-- by something beyond the imaginations of the wildest dreamer. Who best to save the people of Auroaren? Why, the Queen.

She's unlike all the others. Everyone compared to her, is just like a plain canvas, and she's a masterpiece. She's the smartest person in the class, knows every answer, but doesn't like to answer the questions. She's really reserved, I was her only friend. She's on the football team, running back. She always seemed to love the sport. She was really involved with school, was in many clubs, and loved debate. She was a fighter. I never expected her to do something like this. Then again, she was always different.

The girl is beautiful. The girl is quiet. The girl is reserved. She doesn't talk to anyone, even when called on. She's really weird. The girl dresses to impress, but who? She eats alone and doesn't have any friends, at least I don't think so. Nobody ever talks to her, they're all too scared. A nice girl talked to her once; she isn't the same way she used to be. We all stay away from her, even the adults. Her name is Abilene Mason. We call her Crazy Abi. No, we don't know her family, or if she even has any. Is that all you need?

Ashley was popular. Everybody at Monroe Hill HIgh knew her. Jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, you name it, they knew her. She led this perfect life with her perfect family, her perfect friends, and of course, her perfect boyfriend. Or rather boyfriends. She was perfect, yes, perfect on the outside, but on the inside, something was rotting. Daniel knew this in his soul. Daniel was Ashley's boyfriend's best friend. He didn't talk to her very often, but when he did, she was a straight-up bitch. Daniel needed to know whether Ashley's life was really that perfect, or if she and those around her were just fronting.