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Chapter 5 | Wolves Among Us
Apologies for the lengthy wait, but I feel like that’s going to be the normal moving forward, at least until Strangleroot is up and running. Anyway, here’s a new chapter! Chapter 5 “Oh, the poor girl!” Silvia exclaimed. The guests stood in various states of undress in Wulfzhan’s great room. One of the staff had… Read more
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Chapter 4 | Wolves Among Us
Hi, folks. It’s been a long time since I posted any fiction. Wolves Among Us is still progressing, albeit slower than I’d expected with everything else going on. I guess better late than never? Anyway, here’s Chapter 4. Chapter 4 Mel, Kurt, and Tommy followed Sessions out of the room, up the stairs, and then… Read more
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Summer Reading Sale
Hey, folks, just a quick announcement: If you’ve been waiting for the perfect time to pick up one of my books, that time is now! All four are on sale for just .99 each (ebook versions only). The Summer Reading Sale will last until June 15, so get in while you can 🙂 Check them… Read more
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Wolves Among Us
Chapter 1 I’d originally slated this to be a Halloween story, and I’ll still try to tie it in there, but I’m going to publish it as a serial in its rough draft form. I have no idea how long this is going to be, but based on the first chapter and what got covered,… Read more
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Chapter 7 | le dessert
Griottes noires, pitted and poached in a bitter reduction, served with tonka bean créme, over charred brioche. That’s some story,” John said, scraping the bottom of his metal bowl and eyeing his host’s whiskey jug. Kit, attentive to his guest’s needs, nudged the jug over with the toe of one boot, not bothering to uncork… Read more
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Chapter 6 | le fromage
Cendre de Sainte-Maure, finished over an open flame, served with levain, honey, and fig jam. I had to wait for sundown to find out what Alys had in mind. She said night would be better suited to her work, although she refused to explain what that work might be. I was to learn soon enough.… Read more
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Chapter 5 | le salade
Chicory hearts, stripped and bittered, served with blood oranges, walnuts, Bleu d’Auvergne, and a sherry vinaigrette. The storm raged for two days, and Alys and I holed up in the mission, learning the contours of each other’s bodies and souls. Alys had been foresighted enough to bring food and water and even a little whiskey,… Read more
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The Well
407 words | Horror | Flash Fiction “Don’t go down there, Bran!” Willa cried. “I’m the man of the house now, Ma said.” Bran shot back. Willa grabbed his arm, trying with all her strength to pull her brother back. If he went there, he’d be lost, like the rest of them. “The lights will… Read more
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The Lib
499 Words | Horror | Satire Chad hit the pause button on KILL ALL THE LIBS XIV. He could have sworn he’d heard something. Popping one ear cup off, he listened, but all he heard was the shhhh of the air purifier and the zzzt-glug of the water alkalizer. The tinny drone of the Bill O’Reilly and Sean Hannity… Read more
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Chapter 4 | le plat principal
Cuisse de Nymphe Émue, deglazed and reduced, served in white sauce with wild rice pilaf, paired with petits pois à la Française. It was autumn 1848. After my pa’s death, things changed. Without his income, we were forced to sell off our land a piece at a time. Even so, it was not enough. I… Read more