Disruption – An Original Poem

Disruption    I close my eyes and take a breath your scent consumes my thoughts a phantom reality that no longer exists and yet you still remain those memories, a disruption  my current existence is wrought  everyday a subconscious battle to keep the images away happy and caustic emotions   both veering for front place  what feeling will I remember foremost currently the pain remains  and just like you it is  a disruption    Annie

Darker Still: Magic Most Foul by Leanna Renee Hieber

It was as if he called to me, demanding I reach out and touch the brushstrokes of color swirled onto the canvas. It was the most exquisite portrait I’d ever seen–everything about Lord Denbury was unbelievable…utterly breathtaking and eerily lifelike. There was a reason for that. Because despite what everyone said, Denbury never had committed suicide. He was alive. Trapped within his golden frame. I’ve crossed over into his world within the painting, and I’ve seen what dreams haunt him…. Read more »

Review – Redemption by J.R. Turner – Book Tour

Review – Redemption by J.R. Turner – Book Tour

Half-angel Savannah Mantas smells the sulfuric stench of wrath when it enters her city, Iron Point. Resurrected by the archangel Michael, she’s hunting for redemption and half-demon Nico Montenegro is her prey. He comes from the Fringes, the border between the city and the toxic wasteland beyond. When they meet, Nico tells her a story, one of genocide and confiscated bodies. Not revenge, but justice is his purpose and his target is the most admired family in the world–Commander Hathaway… Read more »

Early review – In a Fix by Linda Grimes

“Snagging a marriage proposal for her client while on an all-expenses-paid vacation should be a simple job for Ciel Halligan, aura adaptor extraordinaire. A kind of human chameleon, she’s able to take on her clients’ appearances and slip seamlessly into their lives, solving any sticky problems they don’t want to deal with themselves. No fuss, no muss. Big paycheck.   This particular assignment is pretty enjoyable… that is, until Ciel’s island resort bungalow is blown to smithereens and her client’s about-to-be-fiancé… Read more »

The Hunter – An Original Poem by Annie

The Hunter   I dodged between the ancient trees As the breeze lightly whispered to the leaves far beyond my sight   I can hear the steady pounding heavy footsteps of the Hunter   I run faster and faster my face a flurry of heat under needles and pins of chill every breath creates a woosh   I continue to try and silent myself my flowing dress snags and pulls As I begin to increase my pace I hear a… Read more »