Two #BookReviews: TELL ME by @Anne_Frasier #TellMe #NetGalley and VOODOO OR DESTINY by @JanSikes3 #mystery #thriller

Ciao, amici! Welcome to July. I hope those of you who celebrated America’s Independence Day had a wonderful holiday. I attended a couple of family picnics and watched some fireworks. I missed my kids and my dogs (and my pool), but I’m choosing to count my blessings rather than dwell on the things I missed.Continue reading “Two #BookReviews: TELL ME by @Anne_Frasier #TellMe #NetGalley and VOODOO OR DESTINY by @JanSikes3 #mystery #thriller”

Short Fiction: The Last

Cap walked cautiously away from the fence and headed into the forest. The trees provided cover for them, but it also offered camouflage for the enemy. His eyes never stopped moving as he traversed the overgrown path. Briggs trailed after Cap, seemingly unaware of the concept of stealth. He nudged a shrub with the toeContinue reading “Short Fiction: The Last”

Short Fiction: One to Remember

Mitch took a deep breath. His hands shook, trembled so much he almost dropped what he held. He needed to calm down, think things through. Without a plan, he’d botch the whole thing. And he wanted the night to be special. One to remember. A knock shattered the quiet of the room. Who could thatContinue reading “Short Fiction: One to Remember”

Short Story: Winter in the Weald

“What do you mean, you locked the door?” John dropped the cooler on the weathered planks of the porch. Carrie rubbed her hands together and blew on them. “That’s what normal people do when they leave a house.” “This isn’t a house, Carrie. It’s a cabin in the woods.” “I don’t see the difference,” she said.Continue reading “Short Story: Winter in the Weald”

Short Fiction: The Ultimate Act of Love

“I’m so glad you decided to come to my cabin with me.” Peter stoked the fire in the rustic stone fireplace and put a pan up to heat. “I’ve wanted this for so long. I can’t believe it’s finally time.” Kerry made a soft sound he took to mean she was glad, too. He staredContinue reading “Short Fiction: The Ultimate Act of Love”

Phantom Mourning

“It’s been long enough.” Karen’s teeth chattered more from fear than from the plummeting temperatures. “The terms of the dare said to spend the whole night in the cemetery. Not to leave before dawn. Besides, the sun’ll be up in another hour or so.” Moonlight barely filtered through the canopy of trees, so Karen feltContinue reading “Phantom Mourning”

Completing the Codex Gigas

Bram’s shaking hand rattled the pages as he offered them to Viktor. His master snatched them from him, caressed them as he would a delicate instrument or a fragile glass sculpture. “Where are your gloves? Didn’t I tell you to only handle these pages with the utmost care? You fool! You could have destroyed everything!”Continue reading “Completing the Codex Gigas”

Waiting in Whitechapel

Maniacal desire surged through his heart—pulse racing, fingers trembling, palms sweating. The taste of impending satiety metallic on his tongue, making him salivate. He swallowed and licked chapped lips, then wiped his hands on his trousers before tugging on his gloves. Panic licked the fringes of his thoughts when his damp digits wouldn’t slide into theContinue reading “Waiting in Whitechapel”

Serial Killers and Readers

Hello! I hope you’re having a wonderful day. If you’ll put up with a darker turn to the blog today, I want to introduce you to a new guest to my site. She’s the author of some deliciously dark fiction, and I can’t recommend her work highly enough. Today she shares some information with usContinue reading “Serial Killers and Readers”