Time is of the essence in solving the crime. Suspicion, hatred, between vampires and werewolves, runs deep. Having only recently halted their centuries-old war, finding out a vampire was responsible could cause a new conflict to erupt.
Sudden Shock Startled awake, ripped from a nightmare he thought he had put to rest long ago, the day greeted him in semi-darkness. With its promise of a clear, colder-than-average day for the time of year, the sun had risen only just enough to cast an orange glow on the horizon. He lay still on… Continue reading Autumn Storm
Elements (Book One of The Crystal Series) There had been a light rain falling for weeks over the northwestern coast of Alba. The fog from the low-lying clouds hindered visibility, covering the cliffs in a mist that swirled with the gale-force winds. On the highest peak of the ridge, a lone figure, a weathered- faced… Continue reading Elements (Book One of The Crystal Series)
Venture (Book Two of The Crystal Series) The mournful hoot of an owl sounded from somewhere in the distance. Inside the darkened bedroom, all was still. Silence permeated the air. The ivory laced curtains, every now and then, fluttered, as a calm breeze wafted in from the half-open window. The curtain’s slight movement lengthened and… Continue reading Venture (Book Two of The Crystal Series)
Harmony (Book Three of The Crystal Series) Rhea, mother of all gods, defender of the earth, watched, listened and plotted. The serene, somewhat bored expression on her exquisitely ethereal face hid the calculated, surreptitious way with which she looked forward to outsmarting her husband. Cronus, as usual, gave no thought to anyone or anything but… Continue reading Harmony (Book Three of The Crystal Series)
The Complete Crystal Series The silence in the library did little to quiet my growing panic. I lost count how many times I reread the same sentence in the textbook lying open on the table in front of me. A feeling of dread overwhelmed me suddenly, making it difficult to focus on the writing in… Continue reading The Complete Crystal Series
Sudden Shock (The Elleanor Stone Collection) Twilight came and went. In its wake, the expanding blackness of night moved steadily across the island of Manhattan. Street lamps lit up, traffic eased and pedestrians scattered. October had brought cold, unseasonal weather, an early reminder that winter was on its way. Numbing cold was threatening the overnight… Continue reading Sudden Shock
From Elements (Book One of The Crystal Series) The morning rush hour over, the few cars rolling down Main Street were not in any hurry. The late autumn sun cast a shadow in front of the only coffee shop for several miles. Across the street, facing the shop, some townspeople sat on park benches, enjoying… Continue reading Deviated Time
Sudden Shock (The Elleanor Stone Collection) High up, on the seventh floor of that same building, the inside of a corner apartment appeared inky black. Reflected on the pane of glass, the moon cast itself in muted shades. The floors above the apartment and below it emitted light from still-awake residents. None of the inhabitants… Continue reading Of Earth & Blood
Sudden Shock Startled awake, ripped from a nightmare he thought he had put to rest long ago, the day greeted him in semi-darkness. With its promise of a clear, colder-than-average day for the time of year, the sun had risen only just enough to cast an orange glow on the horizon. He lay still on… Continue reading A Sorcerer’s Malice
A Standalone Crystal Series
In this standalone Crystal Series continuation, we find Tory deep in the mystery of who he is, where he comes from and why he is plagued by visions of a woman he’s never met. But, more and more, he begins to mistrust all he knows. For surely those closest to him have been keeping secrets. As he escapes into the unknown, he rushes to find the woman named Rina. What he discovers will change the course of his life.
Excerpt From Deviated Time
The day Tory’s world spiraled out of control began with a jolt.
His eyes snapped open and his heart pounded in his chest. In one swift motion, he yanked his sheets aside and braced himself on his knees. Fear focused his awareness on determining what woke him. Through sleep crusted eyes, the scan of his bedroom gave no hint. Seconds later, what jarred him awake became clear. Repeated screams came from outside. Only a moment went by before he recognized the shrieks as those of children playing in the park nearby.
A heavy sigh left him as he fell to lie back, draping one arm across his eyes to block out the daylight. The exercise of reclaiming sleep proved useless. Along with the ruckus outdoors, rattling noises came from the room next to his. The sounds of someone being home surprised him. He judged, from the commotion, the hour to be well past mid-morning. A brief peek at the sky confirmed his suspicion.
From the sun’s angle, he read the time to be near noon. Whether to rise, the decision he shelved when he realized what the day held in store. A groan escaped him, and he flipped to his side to face away from the sunlight entering the room. The repositioning made him aware of a dull hammering in his head and a mild discomfort in his belly. The late-night out with friends, partying until the early hours, came rushing back to him.
Most evenings, he and his mates gathered at a local pub, needing no specific reason for a get-together. The night before, a particular event prompted them to overindulge. Melor, his best friend, aced his initiation earlier in the day. The idea to join in the revelry had sounded wonderful. But, considering his suffering, he concluded they had too much fun. The ache in his head got worse the more he berated himself for his lack of judgment. Reluctant to move again, he feared his stomach heaving. To relieve the steady throbbing, he pressed the pillow against the right side of his head where the pain localized. Though the pounding lessened to a degree, the queasiness increased. In stages, the night’s events came back to him.
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