William Stark is not the hero type, at least not in his eyes. Awkward and anxious, mental illness and a confused faith keep him from loving the girl of his dreams, and himself. A lack of self-esteem takes him to the depths of hell (literally) to fight an intimate battle between fear and faith.

Will wants nothing more than to feel normal, but when you're from a town nicknamed, The Devil’s Rendition of Sedona Arizona, it's not meant to be. Famous for attracting fire and brimstone preachers, occult psychics, and the fringes of society, Millersville is hiding a history that’s anything but traditional.

With the guidance of a deeply spiritual school psychologist who may be keeping secrets of his own, Will learns to balance his mental health symptoms and work towards normalcy, which is about to be short lived.

A team of paranormal investigators have their eyes on the reluctant Will and his unique abilities. What isn't clear is their deeper purpose for him. Aided with technology developed by the group, Gateway, a Resurrectionist crosses into a world of lost spirits and guides them to the light. William's calling, his purpose, is laid before him. He must fight to conquer his demons or risk becoming one of them, falling into darkness for all eternity.

The Resurrectionist

 The bedroom is a sanctuary, just ask any teenager. A private place to recharge and escape the craziness of adolescence. Luke used to love spending time alone in his room, he was no different from the rest of them in that regard … he cherished his sanctuary. A custom-built shelf filled with books on aviation hung above the computer desk below. Luke never owed a desktop, preferring the compactness of a laptop computer which always remained plugged into the wall. Large wooden block letters still hung above the bed; E = MC, a reminder of Luke's younger years and his love of Albert Einstein. A large poster of the Wright Brothers and their history making flight hung on the bluish-grey walls opposite the bed. The tranquil color used to have a calming effect, at least it did before the voice came and stole the serenity. 


A Need to Heal