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A life not truly lived is hurt and fear, not healed and acknowledged.

from the upcoming novel, Agent White: A figure dressed all in black ran across the rooftops in the rain. A black cloak fluttered behind him as he ran two and sometimes three stories above the sidewalk where Ezra Beckitt stood. Long silver hair tied back in a ponytail flew out behind him, exposing ears that came to sharp points. His left ear was pierced with a silver ring, high up in the cartilage. Like the old man, this black figure wore a sword; but this weapon was long and thin, slightly curved. The blade stuck out behind him for three and a half feet, almost seeming to glow against the grey backdrop of the rain-soaked cityscape. Suddenly, the figure in black looked down into the street and saw Ezra there. More, he saw Ezra seeing him. Startled, he lost his sure footing and slid down the steep incline of an older building’s metal roof, the busy street below waiting to catch him in an asphalt embrace. The figure in black got his feet under himself and pushed, flying out into space above the street. For an eternity Ezra watched him, suspended in the air and the rain with his cloak spread in midnight ripples around him, and then the figure in black flipped neatly and landed on the sidewalk half a block away. The pavement cracked, pushing up in twisted humps around the figure in black’s tall leather boots. Before the sound of this impact even reached Ezra the figure was up and gone, dashing through the morning throngs waiting for buses or headed to the ‘tram station. Ezra saw a girl’s hair blow back in the wind created by his passing, but she never noticed him. A young techie blinked his 20-20’s (Ezra’s own enhanced senses picked up the augmented eyes because of a strange, silvery glow in the pupils) and turned halfway around, almost seeing him. And then the figure in black darted into an alley, gone. Ezra drew his service weapon and ran after, pushing his way through the sidewalk traffic. Turning into the alley he skidded to a stop, stunned; the figure in black was still there. The alley was just wide enough to accommodate Ezra’s shoulders- he couldn’t have held his arms out at his sides. Dumpsters spilled their trash out onto the wet pavement. The alley ended in a fire door, the back exit of a store on the next street over. Even if it was locked, Ezra didn’t think it would pose a real problem for the figure in black. No, he was waiting for him. Ezra advanced with his gun out in front of him, and his eyes locked with the figure in black’s. His were completely black- no pupils, no corneas, only solid black that held no light. The figure in black smiled, exposing teeth that looked very sharp, and laid his hand on the hilt of his sword. He wore leather gloves with the fingers cut off. His fingers were very long and very white. “Don’t even think about it,” Ezra said, clicking the safety off his weapon. “I am a Hatis City Guard, an if you move I will put you down.” This only seemed to amuse the figure in black, whose smiled widened as he drew his sword. Ezra opened fire.

Deep down Kelly, I think you want me here. I think you’re too damn scared to admit you need me. And I think I’m the only one who will understand the truth.

He was a piece of myself that had always been missing. I just hadn’t known it until he’d started to look at me like I was his, like we belonged together.

I can help you… protect you.” “No you can’t. Death and evil consume you. Dean, I can’t forgive you, and I cannot ever know you.

Poker is war. People pretend it is a game." ~Doyle Brunson

If Liana wanted to fight over Harlow, she was going to lose. Not that I liked him that way. That was to say, I wasn't sure how I felt about Harlow, but it damned sure wasn't up to her to tell me.

If Josh could see me having to empty out his piss, and nurse him this way, he’d beg me to let him go.

I gaze at his pale skin as this energy hits me. My jaw is clamped tight as my eyes squeeze out the pain. I’ve felt this before. It’s like he’s telling me to let him go.

I wonder if the folks at Christian books will fire you when they find out about your devil powers-John Gramm

She has seen a part of me I needed to keep personal, yet her eyes have calmed me. She has drawn out my humanity. I’m fighting for revenge, and she is fighting for survival. It’s a toxic mix.

Shall I carry you in the house, or drop the knight with a raging hard on routine for tonight, do you think?

The Future,” says Ian, in a film-trailer voice. “Coming soon, to a Present near you.

Stating the obvious is not interesting.

She looks me up and down and nods but I can’t tell if it’s with approval or not. “You like what you see?” “On the outside. And I already know that 'Beauty and the Beast' registers high in your pop culture appreciation, so there’s a chance I won’t run right out the door of this gym,” she says. I can't help but tease her a little. “Yeah, but we both know you don’t like to run.” “You gonna chase me if I do, Lane Myer?” “I might.” The way she arches an eyebrow at me would make a weaker man shrivel up and die. “See to it that you don’t make me want to run," she says.

You can fight all you want beautiful. You got involved with the wrong kind of people; evil you should have stayed clear from.

There are greater things to be achieved in every new year, and each and everyone must prepare themselves to be great, not by words of the mouth, but by alot of sacrifices.

There is a doll. The wicked she conjures is never small. Her name is Christie. She likes to play. Takes a break only when you wither away.

You are dragons, Lord Dreyken! You are not meant to spend your lives hidden in the dark. You are meant to spread your wings and fly, to feel the sun on your scales! Tell me, Lord Dragon, where is your joy? ~Talwyn, The Dragon Shifters at Southgate (coming soon)

You don't do I miss you texts. You do I love you texts, I can't wait to see you texts, I'm thinking about you texts, but never I miss you texts. And when you did, I knew you needed me.

You have absolutely no idea how close humanity came to annihilation by an extraterrestrial race. Absolutely no idea.