Lori Wick Books Novels & Stories

The surface of the water glowed soft gold — like sunrise caught in liquid. But it was night. Lily dismounted slowly. The closer she walked, the stronger the pull became. Not external. Internal. The water was resonating with her. “Clear the square,” Luke ordered. Guards moved quickly, pushing civilians back. Lily stepped to the edge of the well and looked down. The glow intensified in response. She reached out — not physically. With her power. The golden fire stretched downward like invisible roots. And touched something. Something deep. Something structural.

It was plain to anyone. Lori was totally unaware of the threat the whole time. She read through the papers and wondered how she could have missed it. Things that had seemed to be a coincidence where planned out. Things that she should have seen were plots against her. In one email they joked about taking her hostage. They joked about that she was appalled and confused. She read through every email the computers could find, she read the reports that were in the open, she read it all, and she had never felt so alone and hurt. She looked up into the golden orbs of the man who had seen it from the start. She wasn't alone. They had meant to hurt her but in the end what had they really done? Nothi

They or we? The other party that threw our world into chaos was the self-proclaimed animal welfare organization Live for Animals. In an act of charity they broke into Doctor Christopher Krynick's research laboratory to bring the animals to safety. Unfortunately they had no idea what was going on and a well-meaning rescue operation turned into a global catastrophe. The proles first killed their rescuers and then escaped from the research facility to bring a plague of unprecedented proportions to the world. When a hand came to rest on my shoulder and slowly brushed the back of my neck, I tried to ignore the tingling sensation. "You can leave that nice. I'm still mad at you. "