Tag Archives: Escape

Arrow-part 3

Third and final part in a short story set in the same world (different time and location) as The Darkest Hour. Catch up on Part 1 and Part 2, if you need a refresher. As always, let me know what … Continue reading

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Meelo-part 3

Third part in a four part short story about Meelo, a supporting character in one of my novels in progress. I just couldn’t get Meelo out of my head, even after his purpose in my novel was complete, so I … Continue reading

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Randy’s Lamborghini-13

Previous Chapters Ethan had little success. By the time he’d gone to the warehouse, it was empty. We weren’t sure if it had always been a temporary location or if my escape had somehow catalyzed their exit, but the Boss … Continue reading

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Randy’s Lamborghini-11

Previous Chapters I listened for any signs that the thugs had been alerted, but I heard nothing. I decided to spend some time to imprison the Boss and quickly pulled out my knife. I cut his jacket and shoved a … Continue reading

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Randy’s Lamborghini-10

Previous Chapters Whack! I woke up to a burning pain against my cheek. Whack! Again something hit me. Whack! A third time. I moaned. “You lied.” Whack! This time it was followed by a kick to the stomach. I was … Continue reading

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Philip

Because my sister has been begging for more, I thought I’d post this, what could possibly be the prologue to the sequel to The Darkest Hour. Also I finished another edit to The Darkest Hour (more are still necessary) despite … Continue reading

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Why Orion

Each October, early in the morning, when the dawn is still too far away to have dulled the glory of night, Orion and his dog watch over the world as I slip on my running shoes, quietly step out the … Continue reading

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