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I Know How This Ends
I Know How This Ends
I Know How This Ends
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I Know How This Ends

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Alone in the woods of West Virginia, Tabbris lives a quiet life. He tends to his garden and communes with the bees and feels the presence of holiness in his every small, humble action. A fallen angel with the ability to see the future, Tabbris tries his best to stay out of humanity’s sight.

In L.A., Daniel is the life of the party. Loud, abrasive, desperate for approval and companionship, Daniel never sits still — and he’s never alone.

When Daniel gets a large research grant to investigate cryptids, he sets off for West Virginia. What he thought would be a good prank and a fun conference paper turns out to be an adventure he never saw coming.

Tabbris’s quiet life is uprooted by a mysterious man falling across the borders of time and into his front yard. Daniel is not supposed to be here! But there’s something intriguing about this man, beyond his surprising appearance and penchant for mythological creatures. When Daniel keeps showing up, Tabbris is plagued by the possibilities that the man ignites in him.

The only problem is that Tabbris can see the future. And he already knows how much pain they have in store. He knows how this ends.

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LanguageEnglish
Release dateApr 25, 2020
ISBN9781094409481
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Imogen Markwell-Tweed

Imogen Markwell-Tweed is a queer romance writer and editor based in St. Louis. When she's not writing or hanging out with her dog, IMT can be found putting her media degrees to use by binge-watching trashy television. All of her stories promise queer protagonists, healthy relationships, and happily ever afters. @unrealimogen on Twitter and Instagram.

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    This story is packed with sweet and vivid moments, I loved every scene!
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    A beautiful love story. So graceful and gracious and beautifully constructed. A very sweet but insightful read. I now need waffles, honey and jam.
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    This is my favorite from imogen so far! Love the concept

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I Know How This Ends - Imogen Markwell-Tweed

In the depths of the Tu-Endie-Wei State Park, hundreds of years ago, the angel Tabbris built a cabin.

The cottage had been built long before the park was officially a park and long before Point Pleasant became a city. In fact, it was built before the country was even known as a country. Tabbris had fallen here, in between dirt and grass and trees, and had simply stayed. Hidden between one moment and the next, in the invisibility of time suspended, Tabbris’s cabin and gardens were unseen by the humans who walked the park.

Humans can’t see Tabbris — can’t even fathom his existence. As more people arrived to the area, their town and roads and picnics encroaching on his small property, Tabbris was careful to keep himself separate from them. He sees them, though. Sometimes, he lifts the veil of time just enough to watch the way they walk through the park, hand in hand, children running across the grass. He watched when they went to battle, and when they erected the monument that suggested regret for the battle they had so eagerly entered. Then, he watched as time and people forgot there even was a battle.

He watches.

Long ago, before he touched the Earth, Tabbris vowed to follow a strict nonintervention policy. To intervene with human affairs is to strip them of their own free will, and Tabbris knows better than to do such a thing. Long ago, in the years before Earth was crafted, before life existed and all that was took the form of spirals of energy in the Heavens, Tabbris was the angel of self-determination. He was the angel that protected humanity’s truest gift.

But things change. The Earth moves. mountains form, and Heavens empty out. Tabbris came to Earth, and now, he lives in a cabin and tries to focus on the way the earth smells, the plants taste, and the wildlife sings. All of these are the luxuries not afforded to the Heavens-dwelling beings.

Above all, Tabbris tries not to miss home. And sometimes, when the rain has just cleared up and the birds fly past in low-swooping joy while he pulls weeds from his garden, Tabbris doesn’t miss it quite so much.

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There’s a rustling sound, a loud curse, and then a crash.

From the other side of the veil of time, Tabbris blinks. He’s knee-deep in a pile of dirt, battling with some particularly stubborn weeds that are threatening the very livelihood of his carrots. Tabbris loves his carrots. If he can’t get these weeds out, they’ll choke the carrots to death. He’s got gloves on and is starting to build up a sweat — his grace would dry him instantly, but he likes the way that sweat makes him feel. Mortal, almost. He thinks absently that his grace, an angelic approximation of what humans call magic, could also pluck the weeds and strengthen his carrots. But what would be the point of that? It’s important, he thinks, that he does his best, and the vegetables either survive or they don’t. Out here, it’s just him, his hands, and his little worn

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