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

I sat up straight in the seat and scrubbed my hands over my face. 


 “Has it been two hours already?” I asked hoarsely. 


 My throat felt as if I had been screaming for those hours. 


 “Yeah, you must have been tired. Did you get what you needed?” Craig asked. 


 I nodded and rubbed my blurry eyes until I could see once again. My vision cleared just as Craig stopped in front of a few older buildings that lined both sides of a small street. 


 “This is the French Quarter. I figured, if we’re looking for the weird this would be a good place to start,” he said with a half grin on his face. 


 I returned the ironic grin and nodded. “Good thinking.”


 I reached up to grasp my necklace only to find that I had pulled it off and it was already laying in my hand. Looking around to make sure it was safe, I popped out of the truck and stepped into the middle of the road.


Chapter 114