[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: He tried to scream back to his father. No sound came.

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: “Daddy!” He tried to scream back to his father. No sound came. Read more: https://amzn.to/2QDVu9X Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals on my books!

Some of my Kindle titles are [On Sale] This Week] including my creepy ghost story, The Waking Tree

[Kindle Books on Sale This Week] https://amzn.to/2NZqYc1 THE WAKING TREE Everyone is haunted by something. In this allegorical tale told by a tree, we witness the decay and redemption of a modern family. For Abra, the maddening effects of secrets, both past and present, shred the reality of all around her until all that is... Continue Reading →

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: “All around her, everything appeared gray. All even smelled gray. Not like the gray of a storm cloud, but as the gray of the machines that rushed and roared.”

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: For a moment, she and her beloved mate flew in silence. All around her, everything appeared gray. All even smelled gray. Not like the gray of a storm cloud, but as the gray of the machines that rushed and roared. Faster than squirrels and louder than anything known before... Continue Reading →

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: “… In terror, its black eyes pierced his heart.”

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: “Scree. Scree. Scree. The little gray-brown bird was even more frightened now. Its wings tucked tight at the sides of its body, unsure of what to do. In terror, its black eyes pierced his heart.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2OuDsFE Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals on... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “Dew wobbled on the weeds where sprouts should have been waking to the new day of the Renewal Season of the Tree.”

[Novel] Waves: The land rippled and spasmed but made no sense. Dew wobbled on the weeds where sprouts should have been waking to the new day of the Renewal Season of the Tree. But the villagers hadn’t even tilled the soil, yet. They were too busy sifting through the past that lay around the old... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “Mia’s hands busied themselves by grabbing any part of the past she could hold onto.”

[Novel] Waves: “On the day of the biggest quake, when the children were digging through the rubble, listening for cries and moans, sifting the dust and stones for any useful objects as they dug, Mia’s hands busied themselves by grabbing any part of the past she could hold onto.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2IzjUOl Check out my... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “The world sounds hungry,” she yelled in her strong voice over the grumbling world. “Maybe she didn’t feed on us in the night.”

[Novel] Waves: “There she is,” someone called over the roar. Olsa, the mute, led Mensha by the elbow and the old woman waved. “The world sounds hungry,” she yelled in her strong voice over the grumbling world. “Maybe she didn’t feed on us in the night.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2Dassfq See my Amazon Author page for... Continue Reading →

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