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Roadkill

Posted on 29 Jan, 2013 | 0 comments

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Emily has always laughed at the characters in horror movies. They never see it coming…

The Impressionist

Posted on 29 Jan, 2013 | 0 comments

cover-impressionistForced to know a child’s suffering at the hands of a serial killer, balanced on the edge of madness, can she deliver justice before the next life is destroyed …

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Dark Lords Book 1 to 10 – Shadows

Posted on 29 Jan, 2013 | 1 comment

cover-dark-lords-1Alex lives in a Universe where Earth is a memory and normal, unmodified humans are often referred to as stock. Where ‘Forevers’ don’t want to give up eternity, no matter the cost. And ELFs (Engineered Life Forms) long ago fought and won their freedom from slavery, but not the appetites they were created for.

Daniella is a fifth generation Vampirous sapiens, she is royalty, one day to be a Dark Lord and replace her father on the High Council of Albion. Dani tells herself sheʼs a Modern, like her parents. After all, Vampirous sapiens need Homo sapiens to survive. Theirs is a symbiosis and she will protect those in service to her family with all she is. She knows Homo sapiens are people too, theyʼre really just like her … but not. Then she meets Alex.

Alex accepts an invitation to attend the Hominid Trade Summit and Technology Symposium on Albion, how else could he ever see a Realm World? With warnings, fear and superstitions from family and friends, he steps onto a world that smells of apple blossoms. What evil could such a beautiful place hide? Vampires donʼt really drink human blood, thatʼs just a myth…

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The Garden

Posted on 23 Jan, 2013 | 0 comments

cover-gardenKim dreamed of an idyllic life in the country, but instead it was rapidly becoming a nightmare …

The Butterfly Man

Posted on 23 Jan, 2013 | 0 comments

cover-butterfly-manOutside the Manitoba morning sky was an acrylic palette of blended hues; reds, oranges, yellows; all highlighted by golden light. The morning sun lit a world filled with buds and shoots hungering for the caress of the fiery orb rising higher.

Steven sipped his coffee, his kitchen forgotten as he stared out of the picture window. It was best to start long days early, but to forget to stop and see the world was a sin he would no longer commit. Had not Julia accused him of such? The coffee was bitter without sugar. Only the kitchen clock broke the morning silence.

With a sigh he checked his watch. It was time to start; he threw back the last of the bitter aromatic liquid. The garbage bag waiting by the kitchen door brought another sigh. It was the little things you miss, he realized. Not the arguing, the yelling; not the long conversations, but the constant sense of another in the house. The lingering scent in the washroom, flowers on the table, the gentle touch of her hand as she passed him in the hall. The smell of bread, the sound of her breathing at night, her scent on the pillows…

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