Six Sentence Sunday

Since I finished writing Overshadow, book two in The Shadow Imperium series, yesterday, I thought I would share six sentences from it.

Logan was bleeding.

I didn’t know angels could bleed.

Logan was bleeding.

Blood ran freely from a gash on his otherwise unmarred forehead, tracing a crimson river across the plane of his cheekbone before finally dripping from his chin. The sand beneath him was stained red, although it looked off in the night. His dark hair was matted and stiff where the blood had colored it as well.

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