Reaping Man

Reaping Man

Welcome About Press Kit Books Blog For Book Clubs Extras Contact Reaping Man ZZZZZZ-irp. She opens one eye as her tent zipper parts on both sides. He falls backwards, pulling it closed, rocking on oversized feet with a grunt, and then he is on her, his rough hands...
The Forest

The Forest

Welcome About Press Kit Books Blog Short Stories For Book Clubs Contact The Forest Leaning over the narrow bed, he smoothed the pea-green blanket. There it was again, the whisper dancing on the wind. This time, he heard his name. He stepped into his house slippers and...