“You feel like you're cursed. Death follows you wherever you go and you feel completely abandoned. You wish it would all end for you. You think that death would be a release, yet something compels you forward." The blood drained… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“Gabe watched, holding his breath as the figure slowly turned. The body moved in an almost unnatural way as it shifted and crawled slowly… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“Day in and day out we learn to train and grow as Guardians. We do as we're told and follow the rules. We all… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“Crossing the small wooden bridge, just past the rubble, Gabe ducked off to the left and swooped underneath into hiding. Once sure he was… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“The smoke stung at the corners of Uri’s eyes as he struggled to open them. He could hear the battle sounds all around him… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“The roar of the crowd began to grow. He heard them harmoniously stomping their feet in a rhythm that cried out for battle. Gabe… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“He didn't know Rachel very well, but assumed her behavior would be similar to most women he encountered. As soon as he stepped foot… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“The thought of abandoning his friend to save himself was never an option. He collapsed, pushing even closer to Raimie. Pressing his lips against… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“Michael staggered to his feet and turned to face his worst nightmare. Baal stood before him, a smirk on his face. He wore his… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“Michael felt as if his heart might burst. With the death of the council he had felt as though he had lost everything that… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“He jokingly thought that this guy fancied himself some kind of Jedi knight, waiting for him to say, 'these are not the droids you're… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“convince myself to invite her to my wedding. Honestly though, all I care about is the dress. When it comes down to it, they… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
“Again Gabe looked back at Michael, hoping he was about to step in, but all he did was give him a nod. A nod?… — Wendy Owens Copy Share Image
