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Get your FREE copy of A Lovely Drop: A Story of the NeverNeath
A woman who claims to do the impossible meets a man who believes her. A woman who claims to do the impossible… Andrea Grace comes from a long line of women who can do the impossible: They can eavesdrop on the past. But ever since her mother’s suspicious death, Andrea has led a half-life, guarding herself from those who would kill to get their hands on her. From heads of states to the most violent criminals craving what she has to offer, every drop she makes puts her at risk. But one fateful night, Andrea decides to anonymously help authorities solve a murder, a particularly horrendous one, and she gets…
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Meet Pandora
You have opened an official record of the NeverNeath,a preternatural realm that exists within your own world.Beneath you, around you, through you, just beyond the edge of all that you know and all that you are, lies the unknown. Behold the NeverNeath. The NeverNeath subsists just beyond the edge of all that you know, all that you are, a blink and a breath away from a barrier called the Veil. Only those chosen may see past the Veil and into our world.And you, dear reader, have been chosen. If you dare venture further inside, be warned that the secrets held within these pages are to be guarded above all others,…
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The Monster Part 3
PART THREE ~*~ In a Darkened Cove Robyn hurried toward Frankie, a hand flailing in the air, mouthing the words, “What happened?” But Vivi, who was about a foot taller than Thing #1, made it to Frankie first. “It’s all over school. Gage hit your guy.” “In the face,” Robyn added, panting slightly when she caught up. “Yes,” Frankie said from between clenched teeth, trying to ignore all the gawking. “Gage sucker punched him.” Robyn wrapped a hand around Frankie’s arm and pulled her to the side of the swarm, allowing the other students, mostly underclassmen, to pass. When they were semi-isolated in a cove that sat between Mr. Donnelly’s…
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The Monster Part IV
PART IV ~*~ Beside Deep Waters “Can you repeat that?” Robyn sat with her white mocha latte hovering at her mouth, untouched. Frankie blinked at her. “Which part?” They’d ditched school for some much-needed group therapy at One Shot, their fave coffee shop that overlooked Seneca Lake. “Every part.” Vivi giggled. “She just wants to hear more about the part where you almost kissed him.” Robyn frowned. “Not only that part. But, yeah, mostly that part.” Frankie sat back in her chair a looked across the lake. “Why? So you can verify the depths of my stupidity?” “Stupidity?” Robyn gaped at her. “The only thing stupid is how hot he…