My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The story so far... “He’s close,” Abigail said. “You trust me, don’t you?” “Completely.” Barlowe took a deep breath as he gathered Abigail in his arms. “See you on the other side.” ### Quentin stood outside Abigail’s apartment, the anticipation of taking her and Barlowe together made his breath come in quick gasps. Materializing through the … Continue reading A new generation
The story so far... It will mean split second precision. If they make one slip, wait a second too long, then Barlowe won’t be able to assimilate and his body will die. There was only one way to lure Quentin to Abigail, and it was something Barlowe both dreaded and eagerly anticipated. ### Abigail came … Continue reading Betrothed
The story so far... Two long scars ran vertically in the shape of a V down her back, starting between her shoulder blades, and coming to a near point at her waist. Moved by her injury, Barlowe tenderly traced the shimmering pink lines with his fingertips. Her skin trembled under his touch, and she began a slow shift … Continue reading Cage fighter
The story so far… “What happens to Payne when we capture Quentin?” Barlowe said. “Once he’s no longer a host, does he become Payne again? Will he remember anything about being a host?” “I don’t know,” Abigail said. “None of Quentin’s hosts have ever survived to ask.” “One did.” Barlowe felt like he was drowning. … Continue reading Deeds speak louder than words
The story so far... Their corner booth was in the back of the restaurant. Barlowe knew the maître d’ and asked for his regular, secluded table. He needed to talk with Abigail without being overheard. There were still so many questions unanswered. The basics were fantastical enough, but he was expected to suspend all reason … Continue reading A storm’s brewin’
Quentin pounded the steering wheel, rocking his car with the intensity of his anger. Abigail was gone, and he needed to find out what happened to her. His phone chirped, notifying him of an incoming text from Kathy. “Cop n ur office. Stall? Ditch?” He didn’t want to talk to the police, but knew if … Continue reading Proceed with caution
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