“Why do words mean so much and yield so much power, yet so little thought often goes into them before they are released." ~ Jill Thrussell” — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“His mother had disliked Cherise intensely though the unspoken words never revealed her feelings, her gaze lined with hatred often betrayed her, however she'd… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“They call me Synch I'm a robot whose been created from the DNA from a variety of revolutionaries and martyrs from the past. Sync… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“A baby sapling of intention started to grow in her mind as the tree of discontent in her thoughts shed seeds from its branches… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“Inside the depths of his Genesis knew it was too late however as his heart sank to the floor and rooted him to the… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“Einstein is one of our robots who controls the substitution division, we had to develop a robotic scientist as the tasks required were beyond… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“Celt knew he couldn't possibly undo the damage Brad had caused to Evangeline's life; he hoped in some small way he could soothe the… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“An overwhelming urge and temptation to adapt his own mind was growing within Genesis as he sought to decorate the walls of his life… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“Inside the brilliant, white, glossy enclosure was a large working space with some seats tucked tidily underneath it and along one wall, cages contained… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“The large, heavy, coal black doors creaked and groaned as she pushed them open in an expression of tiredness and fatigue from all the… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“He yearned to caress her, strip her naked and lavish every crevice and inch of her naked flesh with his tongue and lips as… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“The pitch black, jet coal colored doors were large and heavy as they creaked and groaned when Leah pushed them open, as they released… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“Dean watched her quietly as a storm of confusion whirled through his mind. What he could say to comfort her right now eluded him… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
