Deborah's 39th contract seems so easy, but the fortunes of an assassin can change on a dime. Bleeding her last on the hard wooden floor, Deborah is about to discover that death is just the beginning of her journey. What lies ahead will test her resolve, her beliefs and her very concept of reality.
These ethereal beings that seem so interested in her fate? Their tale might be outlandish. It might be incredible. It might be ridiculous. But if it's true? Then her 40th contract could prove to be a kill like no other.
She'll need to confront more than just the forces that stand in her way. She'll need to confront more than just this dying reality. She'll need to confront her own past. She'll need to confront her own demons.
And she'll need a team.
Praise for Fractures
"A beautiful dose of carnal mayhem set in Purgatory." - Kirkus Reviews "The story has plenty of turns and it keeps you glued, a brisk pace making sure there's not many slow periods. It's very metered and a slick experience that hits a perfect balance. It's a cool book, refreshing but familiar, and does an implacably nostalgic concept the justice it deserves." - Self-Publishing Review, 4½Stars
"A thrilling, quick read, Book I of The Divine Revolution series renews its intensity as its sarcastic but no-nonsense protagonist closes in on her quarry. The book utilizes simple but elegant graphics and occasional visual juxtaposition of text in an imposing and enticing manner. Dark, moody, and rebellious, Fractures delivers an insurrection in heaven with a tough but good-hearted assassin to lead the way." - Indiereader.com
Killers will rise. Angels will fall. When death is just the beginning, how far will an assassin go to hunt her quarry? The grim congregation is assembled. The target lies ahead.
If our broken reality is to stand a chance, Deborah and her ragtag crew must travel a long and perilous road. Traversing the plains of a hostile heaven, her Band of Heroes must endure all that fate can lay in their way. Ahead, the legion Office of God. Behind, the furious, Hell-torn past. Among them, doubt, fear and the conflicting loyalties of the lost.
In a world where nothing is constant, where the whims of the unworthy sow seeds, where bliss and fury dance entwined and the masquarade of sin and faith sways like the breeze, how much betrayal can one bear? How far can blind loyalty be pushed?