If you love scanning through book after book for the faintest whiff of sex, then you’ll love this bill, which was written because some white guy out in Neosho knows more about what should go into libraries than actual librarians who have actual librarian degrees.
The fog opened to reveal, directly ahead, a small green dragon waiting with open jaws. A green racer, and the kidnappers were dragging her daddy onto its back.
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Sarae suddenly struggled to a sitting position, speaking garbled words, her eyes unseeing. “What happened? What the hell is going on?” She looked wildly around the RV – and then her eyes darkened and she turned back to Marcus. “And where the hell is Remy?”
A movement brought the girl’s eyes up from the pool of blood. The surviving man, still standing in the middle of the field, coolly drew out a cigar, lighted it, and placed it between his lips, all while gazing with complete satisfaction at the dead man.
Her shuddering cry broke the silence. “Murderer!”
From that brief summer dream she was aroused by some sudden noise. Starting up, she
saw the sheep bounding far away, while a large, gaunt, wolfish dog snuffed at
her hands and face.
Once before, Edna had seen this dog chained near the stables, and Hagar told her he was “very dangerous,” and was never loosed except at night. The expression of his fierce, red eyes as he stood over her made her freeze, her heart pounding.
Life gets complicated when the dead can talk to you any time they damn well please.
Here are the main characters of In the Midnight Hour, which I’m writing under my pen name, Katrina VanBuskirk. It’s a detail of my new book cover. Ain’t it a dandy?
Wherein it behooves me to fix writing.
I kind of started out having fits trying to figure out how to combine my fantasy books with my gardening books BECAUSE I CANNOT STICK WITH ONE GENRE but I think that little rose-dragon fits the bill.