Fangs sank into Nikki Youngblood’s leg, setting her skin on fire. A scream gurgled in her throat, but she willed herself past trees smeared by her jarred vision
Heather BurchFrom my writer's workshop, "Know when it's time to put everything you've got on the page. Then, rip open a vein and do it!
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Did you see what we did?” Vine asked for the thousandth time. “That’s what I’m talking about! Those hell hounds were nothing. When do I get to face a wraith?
Heather BurchRaven scowled through his too-long bangs. “The Angel Song doesn’t hurt humans. It only affects the evil within.”
“Then you should be writhing on the ground with the hounds,” Mace mumbled.
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Trust is for the weak [...] and love is for victims.
Heather BurchIf journeys came with rulebooks, he'd probably just disobeyed every word.
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Normally, he liked boundaries. Boundaries were the safety net. Boundaries kept people on the right path. But right now, he felt like rules were made to be broken and consequences were miles and miles away.
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It could be spelled a-b-c-d and it wouldn't help me. I have no idea what that is.
Heather BurchExcuse me, but you didn't answer me. What part of it is good for you?" she pressed.
"I found you," he said.
And love is for victims." She shoved her helmet onto her head. "And like you said, I don't have that luxury anymore.
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