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Though nothing is certain in this field, much information has been gathered, analyzed, and logged. Accounts from men and women who have had the unlucky opportunity to have a near-death experience will be detailed and compared in the following chapters in an attempt to locate those details which are uniform throughout. I flipped the page over, deciding to skip the introduction and jump ahead to the actual data. I felt like I was on to something, and was eager to get deeper into the book. Though the hour was not yet two o'clock in the afternoon, the day had been long and arduous. I was up all night the previous night infiltrating the Stormwind

Chapter 1 Bella Edward's lips felt so much softer than they used to and his temperature matched mine rather than leaving goosebumps. I didn't think I would ever get used to the way his touch had changed. He used to feel so cold and hard, but now his body matched mine in many ways. When I pulled away, his eyes looked tenderly into mine. "Hurry back to me, Love," he said. "Don't worry," I reassured him, "Your daughter and I will have a wonderful day full of dress shopping, and then we'll be back before you know it." I closed my eyes and concentrated for a few seconds. He seemed to sense my intent and didn't interrupt. I had been prac

SECONDARY CHARACTER PROFILE Name: Mark Walker Age: 27 years Gender: Male Preferred Pronoun: He Species: Human ---Physical Appearance--- Height: 5'11 Weight: 190 lbs. Build: Muscular, toned, broad shoulders, long arms. Skin: Italian heredity Hair: Thick, dark hair, worn long enough to hang in his eyes and bother him. He's constantly shaking his hair out of the way. Eyes: Brown eyes, so dark they look black. Gait/Posture: He stands tall and straight, he walks with long, purposeful strides. When he tries to, he can be graceful. Voice/Speech Patterns: He has a background in music, and has the voice of a great vocalist. He uses a ref

CHARACTER PROFILE Name: Melinda Hansen Age: 25 years Gender: Female Preferred Pronoun: She Species: Human ---Physical Appearance--- Height: 5'7" Weight: 140 lbs. Build: She is a slight girl, with very slender legs. She isn't gross skinny, however. She's very muscular, and stronger than she looks. She moves with a great deal of grace. Skin: Caucasian, tanned from time spent in the sun. Hair: Long, thick, sandy-blonde hair reaching to her waist in waves. Eyes: Turquoise blue eyes. They occasionally glow slightly when she uses her ability. Gait/Posture: She is very graceful. She maintains a healthy posture, but has a relaxed, casual

 Melinda popped a pain pill in her mouth and choked it down without water. Her head was already splitting, and they hadn't even entered the arena yet. She stuck the white pill bottle back in her purse and rested her head on the headrest of her seat. Glancing over into the driver seat, she glared at Mark before closing her eyes again. "Remind me why we're doing this, again?" she said irritably. They were parked among hundreds of other vehicles outside a great arena, preparing to attend some kind of tournament. He'd dragged her along, promising she'd enjoy herself. She'd argued that her ability would make the experience painful, but he'd insi

The Journey of an Author I slump onto the grass next to the river and plop my bare feet into the cool water with an angry huff of breath. Early this morning my parents and siblings decided to drive up the mountain and spend the day on a picnic. Predictably, my brother and I began fighting. The hurtful words of my hormonal adolescent brother have once again broken through my defenses and left me far angrier than I thought they could. With moist eyes, I think of the computer in my apartment. That is where I long to be, alone in my own apartment with my computer, writing the story that lives in my head. I would give anything to be back there