“His eyes burned with hate and malice and everything vile in the man’s heart. If you could pull back his skin, you’d find Cain holding a jagged rock, readied to lay the final blow. “Are”
―
Thomas S. Flowers,
Reinheit
“Whatever the catalyst, Rebecca could feel a storm approaching. She could sense the thunder of anxiety filling the void with electricity.”
―
Thomas S. Flowers,
Reinheit