Wesley Cioppa

“When the tip of his nose touched my skin and gently followed the contours of my neck, it was like all my sensitive trigger points had been hit in one go and my mind was saturated with immense, electrical sensations.”
― Eli Wilde, My Unbeating Heart

“Dani didn’t recognize the song, but the unmistakable sound of the band that no one had sounded like before or since was in the air.”
― Steven Decker, Time Chain: A Time Travel Novel

“The old man’s eyes sparked. “Elan of Ember, you I know, take me to your King.” He paused. “Now!” The old man spoke like a crack of thunder and red lightning flashed from his open hand. The portal gate beside Elan flashed with fire and disappeared. Without thought, Elan’s sword flew to his hand as he made towards the traveller. But again the red fire flashed. The sword glowed and like the gate, it was consumed by the fire. Elan collapsed, clutching the burnt fragments of his sword in his injured hand. “Take him to the King,” he grunted in pain. The guards did so without delay.”
― Robert Reid, White Light Red Fire