Journey Series

Journey Series

Monday, July 16, 2018

Sneak Peak of my upcoming release


Today I wanted to share an unedited sneak peak of my next release. There is no set release date and it is still in the final edit phrase, but I thought you might like to read a small bit of chapter one of Merciful Wolf, Human-Skinned Wolves Book 6.

Remember to let your imagination soar when you read.

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“Here we go again.” Ash muttered.
Strike out. That’s what her night consisted of. Some dumb drunk slob refused her. Other nights he only received an offer she knew he’d refuse. When she whined about Alpha Superior Tanner taking her life by deciding she would be his son’s mate riled up Ash’s anger at his father. He didn’t quite understand his father thinking on stashing away a she-wolf for him. Part of Ash agreed with Beverly’s thinking. There was no way the two of them would have any kind of life together. Wrong. Beverly was his sister. An adopted sister, but a sister none the less.  Some nights Ash could ignore her annoying pursuit, after all he knew why she behaved the way she did. What he didn’t grasp was why his father kept that fact from Rocky and Tabby. They should have been told so they could explain it to her. He’d assumed his father had his reason, so when he found the evidence he decided to keep it to himself. He would until . . . There’d come a time when he’d have to inform Rocky. He wished for Beverly to settle down and find what Rocky and Tabby had. A happy, love filled life. True love. Every lasting love. Fulfilling love. Destiny. Sure was what he longed for.
Not some chosen woman, who went out to the bar at the age of fifteen and let some drunk stranger take her most cherished gift.
The bedroom door flew open and Beverly, in her shortest mini-skirt, walked in, propped her leg on the footboard. “Come on Ash. You know you want this.”
He closed his eyes, not wanting to be scared by the sight of Beverly as she gave him a free shot of her womanhood.
“Get out.”
“Don’t make me remove you.”
“You owe me.”
“You know you do.”
“Come on Ash, quit fighting the inevitable. Mate me and I’ll quit running to the club every night.”
“It’s your fault some human got my pussy first.”
The comforter flew to the floor as he leapt from the bed without giving Beverly his normal five count.
Beverly sprinted out the door, running right into Rocky.
“What is all this noise?”

Monday, July 9, 2018

Photo Flash Fiction


Hope all had a great fourth of July. Mine was great. Spent it with my mom and dad. Perfect way to enjoy myself. Gave me the best setup to go back to my free write. Love it when more of my story springs to life like it came from the pits of the earth.

This week I chose to do a Photo Flash Fiction, so I hope you enjoy what I come up with.

Remember let your imagination soar when you read.

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Rain dripped from her hair as she screamed the initial pain of the change from a human body to one that belonged to the night. She’d been told by Jack that it would not be easy upon waking, but to her it felt like every other day of her life. She woke each morning with a deep desire to scream for someone to rescue her from the house of horror that her dad condemned her to five years ago. A house of nothing but women who sold themselves in order to please one man. The man that gave them their next fix. She’d been told over and over that if she only subcummed to the high of whatever drug she was offered that she’d be able to make it through the long hours of standing on the corner. She’d tried to run many nights, each time being caught and taken back to the one who owned her. The one who had stolen her innocence. Who had bought her because she held her viginity close to her heart. She had given up hope on escaping her cruel and abusive life, until the night that Jack purchased her for a couple of hours.

Her first look upon his face put the fear of God in her, but his soft tone and promise to do nothing  but talk to her put her at ease. She had doubted he would live up to his word, but it had been nice to hear kindness. To feel like someone would listen to her. Take her at her word. He had. Then offered to give her the escape that she longed for. Even promised he’d be there upon her new entrance to her new life. Be there to teach her how to cope. Deal. Live. Even protect her from unwanted advances from others. Part of her had expected his words to be a lie, but the way he described his world appealed to her twenty-times more than the one she lived in, so she’d accepted his offer.

“Rachael,” Jack’s tall, lanky body swayed into view, “how are you feeling?”

Her mouth opened and a second scream of pain rippled from her. She had not expected the wave to hit, which is what brought her to her knees. Before she could even stop her loud shrill Jack was at her side wrapping his arms around her, pulling her into his chest, pressing her head into the protection of his body.

“Breath, chérie. Breath.”

Right. That’s was all she needed to do. Breath. Gain control of her own mind. Stop the racing and whirling consuming her mind. Then she could take the next step into her new life.

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