Soul Eaters
"It started out slowly, quietly; as epidemics usually do... This was something else, something that could only be dreamt up in the darkest recesses of the mind."
With the world coming to an end, Vicki's black and white world is about to be shaken to the core. She must relearn all she's ever known and believed. She must wake up in time to take a path only she can take. 
But who can she trust? Will she be able to see past her narrow views of the world?

Journey for the Souls
The world is a tomb. Death, destruction and chaos are at their doorstep threatening everything they hold dear.  
Soul Eaters.  
A name designed to strike fear into even the bravest.  
Between fighting her family and the very world any woman would lose herself to the strain. But Vicki has to hold it together. She has to survive otherwise it's not just her soul at stake.
*Extreme violence* *18+* *Some content may disturb*
Soul Eaters is created by R.L. Ankney, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Soul Eaters

He let out a breath of relief then shook his head. “I swear by the time this whole thing is over, I’m going to either be hyper alert… or have died of a heart attack along the way.”


 With my own heart obstinately refusing to stop pounding, I nodded in complete agreement.


We trudged further inside the door and drew to a horrified halt once again. The room was a large morbid mural of death stretching out from wall to wall. The floor was not only littered with broken glass and bent metal; body parts were strewn across the floor. And as if the scene itself was not terrifying enough, I looked down and found a dismembered arm right where I would have put my foot down next. I knew I was about to be sick. I raced back out the door and bent over a bush, retching. The images in my head played over and over again like a movie on a loop. Even though I actually hadn’t stepped on the arm my mind kept playing what it would have felt and sounded like.


Chapter 88