Now a digital pilot for SYFY The Society knows when we're going to die. They imprint it on our arms at birth. I was supposed to die yesterday. I'm the girl who's Expired. Winner of the 2020 Readers Choice Awards Cover by @Forcade
Preface I suddenly notice I'm allowing him to carry me, and I pound of his chest, "I can walk." He ignores me and I reach down to punch him in the jewels. He swiftly catches my hand, "Nice try, princess." I growl lowly, snarling at him. He smiles, looking down fondly at me. "You'll make a fantastic Luna," he says, pri...