This book is dedicated to my friends and family for all their love and support. You know who you are.
By J.C. Hart2 months ago in Fiction
The screen shifted to footage of a standard enforcer block, all the enforcers in thick gray genetically infused armor, “Our enforcers strong and our cities protected–”
Pain. Fear. Heartache, mind suffering.
Lungs and eyelids heavy, fatigued limbs numb, back aching, body stinging. Tapping of rain, crackling of thunder, electrical buzzing. Slowly, I opened my burning eyes.
By J.C. Hart2 months ago in Horror