This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: #writephoto. ”Elliot walked to the tree in the back corner of his land. He’d come here to think, to relax, to unwind. He enjoyed the view. As he came closer, he saw her. Under his tree. Enjoying his special place. He paused, watching her.
This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: #writephoto. After her failed outing Emme had been conciliatory, studying harder, practicing more, listening to her instructors. But she needed more. She approached her instructor. “Ora, I’d like to go out. I need to see my family, friends, Ben.” Ora glared down her nose
This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: #writephoto. Emme paused, looking up from her textbook. Classroom instruction had taught her so much, but she wanted to do more. Learn more. Practice. Reading about protection and practicing it were two totally different things. Sure her teachers praised her, but she was the
Alfie couldn’t believe they made the portal into their world so easy to spot. He’d worked his entire life to hide their existence and now this? He shook his head. This needed to be changed and changed immediately. The Elder Council mustn’t know about this. That was about to change. He would go before them
Friend and fellow author Joan Hall has just released the final book in her Driscoll Lake series, Unclear Purposes. Blurb: Some people take secrets to the grave… Three years after her husband’s murder, Christine Lawrence still struggles for balance. She has a rewarding career and a close circle of friends but feels oddly unfulfilled. Worse, the close
Ryllae flitted to Old Godrrick and Koilap and landed betwixt the two. She pulled out a small pouch and reached inside sprinkling faerie dust and chanting “Amicis nostris bene ac defendat (be well our friends and protect us).” The trees bowed and their roots pulsed. Ryllae leaned in and placed her head against Godrrick and
Release Date: May 28, 2019Genre: Mystery/Suspense/Supernatural ThrillerPublisher: AIW Press • PrimaCasa Imprint BLURB:Some people take secrets to the grave… Three years after her husband’s murder, Christine Lawrence still struggles for balance. She has a rewarding career and a close circle of friends but feels oddly unfulfilled. Worse, the close relationship she once had with her
Built by his ancestors centuries ago, Anglewood had been passed down to the eldest son each generation. Today it became his. He loathed the thought of it. Anglewood, his ancestor’s house, sucked the life from all who tended to it. Levi walked up to the front door and stared. It needed a complete makeover. But
Dane stared at the tracks. Ahead could be anything, but he couldn’t go back, Zell had made that very clear. He had no choice if he wanted the money. And he did. He had to move forward. The path looked clear, but noise echoed from the tunnel ahead. Inside, the key to his freedom. If
Wesley woke and dressed for his morning walk. His daily routine since purchasing his home in the country. The smell of the grass, the flowers, the rain fresh countryside invigorated him and prepared him for his day. Today, he chose not to follow his usual path, but rather to explore the field on the far
