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25/07/2021Samples

Twice Shy: Chapter Three

This entry is part 3 of 5 in the series Twice Shy: Chapters 1-5

Showing no signs of recognition—only mild interest at who this gatecrasher might be—Harry opened his mouth to speak.

Before he could utter a syllable, a pale hand grabbed his taut bicep.… Read the rest

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Twice Shy: Chapter Two

This entry is part 2 of 5 in the series Twice Shy: Chapters 1-5

Abbie drove into the centre of town, parked, and forced herself to step from the car.

Following her breakdown on the outskirts, she felt a little better.… Read the rest

25/07/2021Samples

Twice Shy: Chapter One

This entry is part 1 of 5 in the series Twice Shy: Chapters 1-5

It was as though the locals had erected an invisible shield around their town, designed to deter outsiders from entering their precious space.

The shield attacked the brain.… Read the rest

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Miss No One – Chapter Three

This entry is part 3 of 3 in the series Miss No One Chapter 1-3

The car pulled into the lot. Parked between the fifth and sixth ring of sale vehicles. Stopped.

Walking away from the window, Abbie came to Christine, grabbed her arm.… Read the rest

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Miss No One – Chapter Two

This entry is part 2 of 3 in the series Miss No One Chapter 1-3

Though Abbie hadn’t snuck into the room, it appeared the woman crouched over the dead man hadn’t heard her and would never notice her if left to her own devices.… Read the rest

22/05/2021Samples

Miss No One – Chapter One

This entry is part 1 of 3 in the series Miss No One Chapter 1-3

The hooded figure scaled the chain-link fence and dropped onto the gravel lot of the used car dealership beyond. And Abbie watched.

It was thirteen minutes, almost to the second, since Abbie had passed yet another WELCOME TO sign for a town she’d never previously visited.… Read the rest

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