Lois Vore Novels & Stories

She did not have to turn around to tell who it was. Liora Voss. A broad-shouldered, tall, tattooed woman with anger in her eyes. Liora Voss loved breaking people. Especially weak ones. Well, well, said Liora Voss loudly when she halted before Selene. “Look who’s hiding back here.” Selene kept her eyes down. Liora Voss tilted her head. “Hey. I’m talking to you, 1165. Lift your head.” Slowly, Selene raised her chin. The accident had scarred and disfigured her face, the cause of people staring, whispering, or quickly looking away.