Ink

By Steve Kenny

Social-science fiction at its best. The battle for the world begins between two races of alien beings living on Earth.
A warm-blooded, human-like species possessing true warm empathy and rechargeable tattoo ink which gives them special abilities, is forced to defend the planet from the other; a cold-blooded human-like species that has finally discovered how to replicate the special inks of their enemy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Steve Kenny
• Release date: Feb 2, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311136619

Steve Kenny

Steve Kenny was born in Chicago in 1961. He has worked as a newspaperboy, a busboy, a janitor, a machine operator, a furniture mover, a dockman, a whiskey truck driver, an OTR driver, a medi-van driver, a UPS driver, a pile driver operator, a landscaper and groundskeeper, an ironworker, a roofer, a custom area rug maker, carpetbinder and highly-rated floor installer. Many of his Smashwords pieces can [used to] be seen at Steve Kenny's Wordpress, and are [still] available at Barnes and Noble, Apple, Kobo, Baker & Taylor, Sony, and Flipkart, as well as other fine bookstores.

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Steve Kenny

Ink

Copyright 2014 Steve Kenny

Cover Art Copyright 2014 Steve Kenny

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Ink

Orwell was getting old, that was true, yet his work was undoubtedly among the best anyone had ever seen, Illumine or not. He adjusted his chair for comfort and reset his glasses on his nose, then pulled the light in a little closer to resume the work, and watched the steady buildup of the blood/ink mixture. His liquid blue eyes were very clear, and showed depthless intelligence, while his hand was as still and as steady as a rock. He worked deliberately and slowly, and could feel the hum of the needle's motor in its tiny case, a sound that had always reminded him of an angry