A snippet of an added scene for my novel A guard rushed up to Vlad. "You are needed," he stated in a rush. Vlad looked at Britta. "I am sorry, your majesty, but duty -- ." "Calls," Britta finished with more bitterness than she intended. Vlad pursed his lips. "Perhaps another time then?" A flash … Continue reading Nightime Lament
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The Exchange Part 1
The cool autumn breeze hung in the air, tugging at the multi-hued leaves on the trees. A dark Victorian mansion lay down a long, winding road lined with twisted pines. The front door swung freely in the wind, slapping the doorframe with a rhythm all its own. The shutters, stained and rotted, shivered from the … Continue reading The Exchange Part 1
