There's no smell worse than charred human flesh. When officer Penelope Phair arrives to investigate a burntbody at a circus, she fears she might lose her lunch. Lucky for her, there's nothing but ash and bones left. The bad news? No one has any clue how they got there or who they belong to. Phair would've preferred an easier case to crack. She's feeling pressure from all sides: from her new mentor, the brilliant homicide detective Alton Dean; from her captain, who's scheming to take Dean down; and most importantly from herself, as she tries to prove she's worthy of Dean's trust. But there's no time for self-doubt, as murder isn't the only thing on the menu. As Phair uncovers a tangled web of abuse, blackmail, and identity theft, she's left wondering how deep the rabbit hole goes. Fire may have licked clean THE BURNT REMAINS, but it'll take more than that to cleanse the hearts of those involved. *** This is book #1 of the Penelope... Views: 503
A disappearing watch. A thief in the night. Whispers around every corner... Then a mist rolls into town and refuses to dissipate. Alva Viola Taverner has lived in her small town all of her life, working as a car tech while saving for her little sister to go to university. But everything is about to change as the veil between our world and the world of the faeries weakens and falls.A disappearing watch. A thief in the night. Whispers around every corner... Then a mist rolls into town and refuses to dissipate. Alva Viola Taverner has lived in her small town all of her life, working as a car tech while saving for her little sister to go to university. But everything is about to change as the veil between our world and the world of the faeries weakens and falls. Suddenly, even the smallest bump in the night can prove the deadliest. **This is the first installment of a serialized novelWHAT PEOPLE ARE SAYING:"The first great serialized novel of 2015" - Black Gate Magazine "Nigh’s first installment bodes simultaneously fantastic and terrifying for the balance of the novel." - The Page of Reviews "There’s a soothing, almost seductive quality to Marie’s writing that lulls you into a sense of ordinariness, only to slam you with a new and rapidly changing reality that leaves you as breathless and reeling as the characters…over and over and over." - Linda Poitevin, author of the Grigori Legacy "Bilodeau has embraced a storytelling method made popular by Charles Dickens, Armistead Maupin and Stephen King but she’s given it new life and an incredible sense of urgency. " - Jamieson Wolf, bestselling author Views: 503
During a mission in Libya, Grant and Maclean stumble across an artifact that could rewrite history. Following the clues laid out before them, they find themselves drawn into a race with not only the deadly Aurora Group but another much older organization intent on shaping Earth's future.From the deserts of Libya, to mountains of Bolivia, and the cold of the South Atlantic, the hunt for the truth is on. Views: 503
They are the Arcana -- human beings plucked from their lives to battle an invading army of demons. Named after the major trumps of the tarot, they are endowed with magical powers reflected within the cards. Conscripted into duty and held prisoner within a towering enclave, they are sent forward against their will to combat an onslaught of monsters the armies of the world cannot stand against.They are the Arcana -- human beings plucked from their lives to battle an invading army of demons. Named after the major trumps of the tarot, they are endowed with magical powers reflected within the cards. They are Justice, the Hermit, the Chariot, the Moon, the Tower. Conscripted into duty and held prisoner within a towering enclave, they are sent forward against their will to combat an onslaught of monsters the armies of the world cannot stand against. And the price they pay is great. Views: 502
Now that she’s retrieved the Staff of Lore, Captain Alisa Marchenko can finally dedicate herself and her ship to finding her kidnapped daughter. Her scant clues lead her to Cleon Moon.
Unfortunately, since the fall of the empire, mafia clans have taken over the domed cities on the harsh moon, and exploring there isn’t easy. Even with the cyborg Leonidas at her side, Alisa struggles to survive vengeful mafia clans, rogue Starseers, and genetically engineered predators. To further complicate matters, she must worry about the ancient relic hidden on her ship, a beacon to anyone in the system who craves its power. If Alisa can’t navigate the moon’s chaos, she may lose her only chance to catch up with her daughter. Views: 502
Detective Bromham is a good cop in a bad city, sent alone to investigate a homicide. When he reaches an abandoned apartment block, he finds that this is no ordinary murder...This bone-chilling tale was shortlisted for Best YA Short Story at the 2013 Aurealis Awards.Brent Coffee hasn’t seen his former classmate, Molly Sinclair, in nearly a decade, but all that changes when he shows up to fix her Wi-fi connection on St. Patrick’s Day. After a quick fix, Brent asks Molly to join him at a local horror film marathon that night, but she quickly refuses. Or does she? Anything can happen on the luckiest night of the year, even a second chance at love… This 4,311-word short story is 22 pages long. Views: 502
Jason Jacobs has an autistic daughter who identifies with lizards better than people. Jason finds it unusual when their pediatrician suggests that she take lizard hormones to feel comfortable in her not-yet-scaly skin. But why would Jason's wife be in favor of such a radical procedure in the first place? And what does her past as an activist have to do with her unorthodox choice?Jason Jacobs has a daughter named Liz. An autistic child, she identifies with lizards better than people. Jason finds it unusual when Liz's pediatrician tells Jason's wife Carrie that she had 'species identity disorder' and suggests that she take lizard hormones to feel comfortable in her not-yet-scaly skin. But why would Carrie be in favor of such a radical procedure in the first place? And what does her past as an activist have to do with her unorthodox choice? Views: 502
Griselda, the Spam Eating Wench of Noop has never clapped eyes on a can of spam, let alone eaten any. If the situation becomes public knowledge her family faces social disgrace. But the world tinned-meat by product crisis is deepening and spam is thin on the ground. Only Griselda can save her family from ruin but can she find some spam before the truth gets out?British English, light swearing PGA note from the author.This is a short story. Before you start, I think I ought to clear something up.'Short' to me, means a piece of writing that is not long. My shorts are character sketches, scenes, events, experiements that come in under five thousand words. So, 'short' here is a description of length, not a genre or a specifc way of presenting a plot. And because they're experimental, they are free. Views: 502
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A Curvy Girl and Dragon Shifter Romance
She’s stolen a soul… and his heart.
Ky Puru is the best chance anyone has to get the soul of the Golden Dragon Wyvern back. Nothing will stand in his way - not demons, not witches, not even the king of hell himself. There’s only one problem. Jada, the thief, is a succubus...and his true mate.
Jada needs to get away from her coven and find a life she can call her own. If it involves baked goods instead of blood, that would be great. But, that's not going to happen, and this sexy dragon warrior that wants to claim her as his mate is the reason why.
Neither Ky nor Jada ever thought they would have a true mate, and they may not get that chance when an evil foe attacks and will do everything he can to make sure no dragon ever gets to find their fated mate or fall in love.
This dragon alpha and his curvy succubus mate will have go to hell and back, literally, for their chance at their own happy ever after.
Here's a free preview of chapter one for you!
Too many demons in the kitchen spoils the soup. Or in this case donuts.
A batch of carbtastic sugary bombs of delicious-ness sizzled away in the fryer, while Jada dreamed of all the decadent toppings she would put on them.
Chocolate frosting, check.
Maple cream, check.
Rainbow sprinkles. Ew, gross.
Toffee chunks. Yep.
Caramel drizzle, double check.
Some B positive, AB neg, or how about some good ol' O universal? Hells to the no.
That’s what Leon wanted. It was what he always wanted. But, not only for himself. For her too.
Her father shouldn’t be in the kitchen of the sum-mer rental harassing her anyway. He didn’t even like sugar or cooking or kitchens. He didn’t like anything but sex and blood.
The scent of vanilla and cinnamon wafted through the air and smelled almost as good as the humans Jada waiting in the great room.
The rest of her coven was already playing with their prey. Seducing and taunting, testing and tast-ing, picking out the right one to satisfy their darkest urges.
The men and women Leon had lured to the ocean-side mansion were wanting and willing. A night of sexual carousing with the most sensual summer resi-dents of the Cape was enough to tempt these unsus-pecting humans to their doom. That and Leon’s hyp-notic incubus allure.
Jada smelled their growing arousal already. Its dark, rich, deliciousness sang to her core.
Her heart jumped, racing to catch up with the oth-ers.
A pulsing beat pushed between her legs.
Her mouth watered.
She wanted to sink her teeth into… a donut. Pure chocolate glaze running down her throat, hot and sweet. She’d take the sugar high over blood lust all day, every day, twice on Sundays.
It was the little lies she told herself that got her through the days and long, long nights.
“Jada, why do you waste your time on these hu-man treats when there are so many delicious humans to be our treats?”
God damn it. A few more minutes and the most perfect batch of her yumtastic feast would be ready. “Go away, Leon.”
He propped himself against the kitchen island and crossed his arms. “Now, now, is that any way to talk to your maker?”
As if he cared how she spoke to him. He only cared that her absence from the nightly orgies was sowing discontent amongst the coven.
He could take his fatherly disapproval and shove it up his donut hole.
“I’m not going to your Bacchanalia. Not tonight, not ever again. I’m done with human blood.”
“Yes, yes. You say that every few years.” He cracked his knuckles one by one. Views: 502
Lady Mina Tretheway knows she's destined for greater things than her fancy boarding school, where she's being taught to be a proper English lady. It's 1918, and war is raging across Europe. Unlike her father and brother, who are able to assist in the war effort, Mina is stuck sorting out which fork should be used with which dinner course. When Mina receives a telegram that's written in code, she finally has her chance to do something big. She returns to her childhood home of Hallington Manor, joined by a family friend, Lord Andrew Graham, and a dashing and mysterious young American, Lucas. The three of them must band together to work on a dangerous project that could turn the tide of the war. Thrilled that she gets to contribute to the war effort at least, Mina jumps headfirst into the world of cryptic messages, spycraft, and international intrigue. She, Lucas, and Andrew have to work quickly, because if they don't succeed, more soldiers will disappear into the... Views: 502
