Blood of the Anunnaki
Excerpt from book one; Blood of the Anunnaki (Living in her place on the shore, week four. Angry gulls argued over clams as a sledgehammer entered my ribs. I folded. Again. 'Marcus, keep up your guard. Why are you letting me get through? You’re overthinking. Adjust, react, attack,' She instructed as I knelt, holding my guts. The beach's edge absorbed the ocean as I staggered to my feet. Foam popped and faded on the black and gold shore. Flutes of air escaped from hard shells over soft muscle from beneath the sand...) Help this novel live!