Mary Palmerin

Monsters. They don't hide in your nightmares. They steal you away from the good life and prevent you from living your dreams. That's where 17-year-old Gwendolyn Fitzpatrick found herself; surrounded by wicked fiends after everything she thought she had was gone in the blink of an eye. She was shuffled away with one bag of memories miles away to a pair of foster parents that hardly had her best interests at hand. Forced to obey and listen to her caregiver's commands, Gwendolyn buries her old self and focuses on the pain to become one of them. A monster herself to seek vengeance. While yearning for her teeming point to come, Gwendolyn starts to connect with another 17-year-old foster boy living with her who calls himself Welch. Just when Gwendolyn starts to feel faith splice its way through the venom of pain, the connection she has with Welch is put in jeopardy as the harshness gets worse with each passing day. Will the two tattered spirits make it out alive?

Gwendolyn Vs. the Band of Barren Hearts

Are people born pure? Is evil learned, or is it birthed into one's soul, like a fallen angel who was previously part of graciousness? Rhys is decayed, black, and bad. He cut distortion out of his life years before, but he let her live; his only way to gain redemption once more. As his sinful needs blanket him with dread, he seeks penance from the soul he saw as a second chance. Is absolution too late for Rhys?

Redeeming Rhys

A. Giannoccaro

Dysfunctional empires were made to fall. I am Caesar. Broken and conflicted. I am a man who gives false goodness to those who crave it. I provide solace to the ones who beg to be saved, giving them the goodbyes they want. But, my quiet little world is about to be shattered by the whispers from heaven and hell. I am Mateo. Unlovable and unworthy. I am the boy everyone runs from. I keep love close to me in little jars of perfection, reminding me of a thousand goodbyes I never had to say, because I left them before they could leave me. I am Svetlana. Dirty and used. Birthed into brutality while still trying to comprehend my version of normal. I am an injured lamb, eaten by filthy wolves day after day. Just as salvation seems like it's within reach, a goodbye from this awful world is all that I wish for.

Mary Palmerin

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