“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 aspects of all living things from protein folds to cellular organization. The secrets lie within the… — 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 combination of drugs seeped into her, promoting pain relief and relaxation. She felt her taut muscles yielding, even as a network of filamentous webs encased her and tugged her lower into the gel. Her arms grew… — Jennifer Foehner Wells Copy Share
“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
