A classic horror novel made even better. Literate, dark humor peppers this popular tale of 60s hippies that has been selling since first published in 1992. Greater depth and additional twists add to the fun in this new author’s edition as ill-fated friends making their way between two oceans create their own ocean of blood. Literate, dark humor peppers this popular tale of READ MORE…
Nan has had to leave her peaceful home above what used to be the Arctic Circle for something extraordinarily old-fashioned: a physical meeting with someone in, of all places, a city. If she doesn’t contract a fatal disease first, she might just choke to death on the Rococo holography currently choking Manhattan. And why hasn’t she heard anything from her best friend, Trix? Must READ MORE…
Thanks to stellar advances in longevity, Earth is overrun by Baby Boomers well into their hundreds. Social Security being the stuff of history books, subsequent generations must find some way to put all those Boomers to good use…challenging since few have minds that have survived along with their bodies.But the silver lining is that few can complain about what some of those uses READ MORE…
Gorgeous, and born with the proverbial silver spoon in her mouth, Veronica Hamilton has never had to interrupt her dreamy sentimentality to question her cultural snobbery or even whether or not that diagnosis of Asperger’s was accurate. But that was before her fabulously wealthy CEO husband framed her for the murders he committed. Now she’s fleeing across READ MORE…
Once upon a time, in a kingdom close at hand, the fairest in the land dropped her phone. The glass shattered. The phone pinged. The Fairest picked it up and squinted at a now-unreadable text, presumably from the Real King. Shrugging, she dutifully texted him back a thumbs up, only idly wondering what she’d just agreed to before resuming her stroll through the Royal Rose Garden.
The phone rang. The Fairest checked to be sure no broken glass would cut her cheek before putting it to her ear. “Hello?”
“How could you!”
The Fairest frowned. Some random stranger had gotten her number again. “How could I what?”
“Agree!”
“Agree to…”
“The Real King!”
The Fairest’s dreamy gaze was drawn to the White Palace glittering in the sunlight. Should she bother to mention the shattered glass on her phone? She shook her head amidst her luxurious cloud of brown hair with caramel-blonde highlights. “Oh, well… One always does end up having to agree with him in the end anyway, doesn’t one?”
“But to that wall, the one that will block all sunlight from the surface of the earth?”
The Fairest tutted. “How can a wall block all sunlight from the surface of the earth?”
“It can if it’s wrapped around the entire planet, intended to keep ‘real aliens’ out!”
The Fairest did feel a slight pang at that, having recently sustained a whole lot of bad press for removing things from the Royal Rose Garden to let more sunlight in, but she knew the Real King well enough not to trouble herself over trying to change his mind. So she shrugged yet again. “Oh, well…”
