She was broken and lonely, and beyond everything else, she missed her husband so much that even the uncertain possibility of a life with him—with their family reunited—might be worth signing everythin...
It’s one thing to be lost in a world that’s not your own. Another thing entirely to know you’ve been replaced in yours. That a better version of you has stepped into your life.
To work here with a good heart I’d been forced to smother the snob in me.
The punctuations of silence weren’t completely uncomfortable. Ethan was beginning to understand that in Wayward Pines these periods of shared quiet were normal, expected, inevitable. Some people, by n...
There’s something ugly underneath. No dream without the nightmare.
Name on the side of it. His pulse beginning to accelerate.
Fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, liv...
Something niggled her. A seemingly small fact she was overlooking. A rodent scurried through some leaves nearby. A mosquito whined in her ear. What was it? No flashlight. That was it. Fitch hadn’t bro...
Pounds his gloved fist against the door, counts to sixty. The latch string hasn’t been pulled in, and despite the circumstance,
Thudding racket of the rock crushers pulverizing ore. The sound of the stamps in operation is the sound of money being made, and only two things will stop them—Christmas and tragedy.
Pope smiled. You’re thinking all wrong, boy. There’s no such thing as law or government inside this room. It’s just you and me. I am the one and only authority in your little world, whose borders are...
You want to leave. Huh. Keep in mind everything I just said, and now consider that you're the only person who's successfully flown that thing. You're in possession of critical knowledge that we've spe...
They say all art—whether books, music, or visual—is a reaction to other art.
He watched the stars go dark as the sun breathed fire into the sky, and when it finally cleared the ridge on the far side of the river, he bathed in the rays of gorgeous warmth streaming into his alco...
It’s funny. I don’t remember forgetting
Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were its footings set,...
I don’t want to spend the rest of my life wandering down this never-ending tunnel. I won’t let that happen. How? I don’t know yet. But you’re working on it? Yes. I’m working on it. And we’re not lost....
There was darkness everywhere human beings gathered.
There was simply nothing in his experience that even compared with the thrill of killing to protect his family. In this moment, it was the purpose of his existence. He felt, possibly for the first tim...
The hurdler hit the sidewalk midstride and accelerated, dressed all in black, boots pounding the street. He carried a machete whose wet blade glimmered under the glancing beam of his headlamp, running...
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