Surviving abuse leaves no soul unscathed, and this is especially true of Ptielieren, an elite elvish bodyguard involuntarily integrated into an aversive-heavy culture. Strength can exist absent a ringing victory and weakness does not signify defeat.
College-bound Marisa Palmer has big plans, but can they survive a generations-old conspiracy and the revelation that she isn’t the person she always thought herself to be?
"God’s busy. Can I help you?" When you pray, it’s not only God who hears you. Asmodeus, the youngest Prince of Hell, hears you very clearly. And he’s willing to help you... at a price.
Two lost souls, down on their luck and looking to change their fortune find themselves caught up in an adventure. Prophecy, danger, and comedy are what awaits within this tale.
The safest summer resort on Lake Erie keeps finding dead bodies. What’s going on? The much married Methodist minister, the Chinese woman who is first chair of the local orchestra and an underpaid traffic cop, try as hard as they can to find out.
Great first chapter. I ran out of time today before I could finish it but the initial segment where Cora met the engineer was a grabber. I absolutely had to finish it despite needing to be elsewhere. I do hope Cora will be a major character in the rest of the story because I’m already rooting for her.
One minor flaw that you might want to fix. The phrase "the hippocampus of her brain stem was taking a slow breath," is inaccurate. The hippocampus is a portion of the medial temporal lobe, situated well above the highest level of the brainstem. Why not substitute the portion of the autonomic NS that tends to work against the adrenalin-secreting sympathetic nervous system? The phrase would then read: "her parasympathetic nerves reined in her adrenal gland," or "her hypothalamus told her lungs, ’take a slow breath," or some such.
If you’re curious about the hippocampus, go to my blog "brainandmemories.com"