War of Worlds

Imagine waking up in the woods with no recollection of who you are or how you got there. Amara Jones thinks she's the last one left one earth, but soon finds out she is very wrong. She and an unlikely companion must fight Daemon's, as well as each other in order to stop Hell from rising. Written by Louisa May, coming late 2018.

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Is this who I am? - War of Worlds, Louisa May

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“I feel a strange need to bow, to get on my hands and knees and beg.” -War of Worlds, Louisa May

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“My mind is blank, as if someone shredded all the documents that were my memories.” - War of Worlds, Louisa May

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“We live our lives knowing that each day could be our last. That's what makes human life beautiful, there is an urgency to it. We know our race is not the strongest, that we are mortal, but we must let nature run its course, live the short life we have. Live it to the fullest.” I think I see a twinge of guilt wash over his face but it’s gone before I can pinpoint it. 

"What would you do?" He asks.

"What?" I sniff and look at him with confusion. 

"What would you do if today were your last?"

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“This is not a fight between Daemon’s and Angels’ that just happens to take place on earth. This is our fight too, there is a new opponent in this war between the worlds. I, Amara Jones, have chosen a side, and I chose humanity.” - War of Worlds, Louisa May

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Happy International Women’s Day! War of Worlds, Louisa May Coming late 2018

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“Part of me feels a strange need to bow, to get down on my hands and knees and beg for my life. But this is not a part of myself that feels right, and it isn't a part of myself that I will accept.” - War of Worlds, Louisa May

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“I let out a loud gasp as two large wings form behind his back. They're enormous, the feathers a fiery red dusted with burnt orange.” - War of Worlds, Louisa may

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I lock the bedroom door behind myself and turn around to stare at the window. A screech in the distance rings through my ears yet again as I edge towards it.

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There is no sign of life anywhere. I fight the urge to put my foot to the floor on the gas pedal, to just drive into whatever will hit me first. Maybe that would wake me up from this dream, maybe then someone would find me.

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A small part of my mind screams at me, telling me what I don't want to hear. You're alone. There's no one left to help you.

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What's out there? I tell myself that it's the wind, a tree has fallen, anything. At this point, it's comforting to be alone.

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The girl in the mirror has dark brown hair that glows with golden streaks. My gaze lingers over her hair for a long while, it's unusual and I wonder if it's natural as I run my fingers through it. Her eyes are a striking exact match to her hair, dark brown with golden specks, another unusual colour.

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As my body regains its feeling, a different type of numbness settles over me, snapping me awake completely. My eyes flutter open and my lips part slightly, inhaling a short breath.

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