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Brandon King
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All His Wrath
Science Fiction & Fantasy
Author Insight
There's a Storm Comin'
In our present age, feelings have become far more important than facts. Truth has taken the back seat; feelings are driving the bus. While feelings have their place, it is never wise to just give in to them without a fight. Yet, that's what more and more people do. C. S. Lewis wrote, "Don’t bother much about your feelings. When they are humble, loving, brave, give thanks for them; when they are conceited, selfish, cowardly, ask to have them altered. In neither case are they you, but only a thing that happens to you. What matters is your intentions and your behavior." When we lean into our feelings—completely surrendering to them—well, then there's a storm comin'. You are not your feelings. Your mood should not dictate your behavior. ~BK #liveaboveyourmood #feelings #behumble #bebrave #selfishsucks #factsmatter #inconvenienttruth #history #perspective #stormcomin #unleashedrage #epic #fantasy #gargoyles #awardwinning #readabook #teensandyoungadults #AllHisWrath | Get the first 5 chapters of book 1 in #TheGargoyleChronicles (free) at brandonkingauthor.com.
Book Excerpt
All His Wrath
Rance-Dahl hissed at Paign, just inches away. “Losing already, human?” Slowly, a wicked smile widened across his face.
“You are such weak creatures. Pathetic. Your frail bodies are matched only by your dim wits. Soon, I will also instruct those of your little fellowship. Particularly, I look forward to teaching my lessons to that troublesome girl…”
Paign grimaced and stared at Rance-Dahl. “You will not harm the girl, you vile monster,” he wailed, then wrenched at the gargoyle’s wrist with all of his waning might.
“Ah! I see it now. Before I did not, so focused I was on your learning,” Rance-Dahl purred. “She is of importance to you! Of great importance, in fact!” He burst into harsh laughter.
“No!” Paign cried, wincing as he pushed on Rance-Dahl’s arm.
Seizing on Paign’s obvious misery, the gargoyle suddenly yanked his left arm up, hoping to dislodge the boy’s grip. Somehow, Paign hung on to the fierce pull off the ground. His captor, furious at his lack of success, thrust his arm back down.
By the time Paign hit the floor, his own rage exploded upon his captor, renewed by his overwhelming fear for Danielle. In a twinkling, even as he felt his right ankle break upon the floor, his physical pain merged with his personal anguish and sense of betrayal.
A primal scream erupted from Paign’s throat.
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