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 …
The Deans’ mausoleum walls, stark white with gray veins, crowded close as Alexander stood a few feet from the man acting as priest for the proceeding. Lorelei had never been specifically religious, but in this instance, he felt it necessary to make at least a nod in the direction of the thankless god which had …
Kelly ran with everything his lungs could give him. The silence of the warehouse district at night told a story he wasn’t prepared for, the story of a predator. There should have been the bass thump of a party nearby, the sound of drunken carousing, something. He heard his breath and the thready thud of …
Stepping out of the bathroom wrapped in two towels, Lorelei expected the quiet of the house. Living alone meant the place was often that. What she did not expect was the single white rose in a crystal vase on her coffee table.
The staircase felt longer than it should have, but Lore took each step one at a time. Running might bring her closer more quickly, but it would not change the outcome. “You realize anyone we send is liable to die, right?” The discussion rang in her ears and her memory. “He’s not exactly in the …