“The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.” ―William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar,” — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“Bergen slammed his chest into his straps. “Yeah, in simulations, you nut job! What if they got it wrong? Slow the fuck down, already!… — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“The unhinged jaw of a nepatrox mouth—with the wide flaps to either side flapping away—greeted him through the window. The beast had climbed up… — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“Warmth flooded her body and she felt her skin flush, sweat prickling her hairline. Pain dissipated to nothing but a numb, hollow feeling. Some… — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“Then his eyes traveled down and his expression darkened. He clearly liked what he saw. He seemed to come to himself with a guilty… — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“Raub’s quarters were gross. They were decorated like something out of a hunting lodge crossed with a whore’s boudoir from a bad Western film.” — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“Why did they need to be alone to do that? It’s not like she hadn’t watched them before when they thought she was sleeping.… — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“The common language was latent within you, a component of genetic memory, given to you by the Cunabula.” — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.” ―William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar,” — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“You see, we—all of us—are alike at our core. From the lowest microorganism to the highest form of Sentient, we share the most basic… — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
“He wanted nothing more than to bury his nose in her armpits and pubis, inhaling those earthy odors cached in her peculiarly scant body… — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share Image
