“My name is Cassandra Temperance Steel, I said to the beautiful imaginary Death Angel, as if my name wasn’t already on her Santa Claus-like list of souls to collect that evening. Spare me.” — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Cold and confused, I moaned in pain as my ears continued to ring and my eyes began to darken. There was so much blood. Shadows lurked nearby—as if Death herself were stalking me. A Reaper—a farmer of souls, loitered in… — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Sometimes people rise above their past, sometimes not. And sometimes the people you least expect it from—like Raylan and my father— have a way… — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Young and beautiful crowds filled the myriad bars and clubs in El Poblado, in the heart of Medellín. Amid the hypnotic sound of Latin… — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
“My name is Cassandra Temperance Steel, I said to the beautiful imaginary Death Angel, as if my name wasn’t already on her Santa Claus-like… — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
“There’s no difference between slavery and poverty in this world.” — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Amanda handed me a full shot glass. “Amanda, Cassie’s had a lot to drink already tonight, don’t you think?” Xuan was like a protective… — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
“The Romans and Greeks believed that the appearance of comets, meteors, and meteor showers was portentous. They were signs that something good or bad… — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Cold and confused, I moaned in pain as my ears continued to ring and my eyes began to darken. There was so much blood.… — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
