Perhaps I expected her to flinch. Maybe. Truthfully, I wasn’t certain what I expected. I had the twenty-one-year-old daughter of two of my victims in my car riding along as if we were headed to our first date. This included the somewhat moody silence of two people in an enclosed space who don’t quite know …
Amanda I didn’t question joining him under the umbrella even though it put me well within reach of his free hand. What was he going to do, manhandle me to the car I was going to willingly? Seemed funny. If there was anything giving away his feelings, it was his white-knuckled grip on the umbrella …
PHILLIP POV Amanda. Silhouetted against the florescent lights of the Robin’s Egg, I pegged her for a lost sixteen-year-old looking for money to get home after having made one of those mistakes you don’t run home and tell to Momma. Then she introduced herself. Lawson. I hadn’t killed anyone by the last name Lawson. I …
A snippet opener for a new story eating my brain with a spoon. Phillip Denton wasn’t what I expected, but then your heroes usually aren’t. He was more gangly than broad, but with the kind of wiry muscle that still left him capable of being a bobcat in a bag to handle. I could imagine …
Sirens Call Publications is pleased to announce its open call for The Sirens Call eZine – Issue #31 Our 5th Annual WiHM Edition! Ladies, can you believe this is our fifth edition of The Sirens Call eZine fully dedicated to, and in celebration of, Women in Horror Month? We’re opening the call early this year […] …