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Render: Protective 2 – Pickle and Cherry
I’m not sure why it’s so bright. Anyway, this is it.
I’m not sure why it’s so bright. Anyway, this is it.
Happy Halloween! Or whatever, I don’t really know what people say to these things. We don’t have that over here. Anyway, I finished the second story, Chicago. It’s out on Amazon on the 29nth. If you can’t wait, you can grab it on my Patreon. The Halloween Raid series page Read more…
I got a good chuckle out of reading this review for one of my best-read books, Pickle Pie. Sinisa’s reactions spill out in the text and I’m glad this was such a rollercoaster of a ride! Oh dear LOL, what have I gotten myself into this time? 😂 Strength. Speed. Read more…
Tushy felt dead. Which was a good thing, in her case. She was practically glowing. Literally, with a greenish light, and her scythe looked way cooler now. It wasn’t the starter scythe she was lugging around all this time, rather the same model, only sharper. Glowier. Scythier. She swung it Read more…
Tushy kept fingering the broken obsidian, like the tongue that keeps feeling around a cavity. She didn’t know what was actually bothering her about it, but it was certainly something. She had noticed a deep change in her perception when she finally reapt her first one. Things were… sharper around Read more…
Theseus was walking his dog down the street. There were parks around, but he didn’t like the ambiance over there at night. The junkies hanging around didn’t look that menacing, hell, they were probably one good shove away from the emergency room, but why tempt Fate? That was his motto Read more…
Tushy was a lousy Reaper, to be honest. She knew that, all the Reapers knew that, heck, probably even the dead knew it also. Perhpas that’s why she never got to nab one. Sigh. It had been eleven months since she’d gotten her scythe, and she still hadn’t reapt a Read more…
Lena was not happy with the beach. It was apparent in the way she frowned and stared daggers at me. But how was I to know that the supposedly ‘secret beach’ in Crete would be such a mess? Discarded trash, broken glass, thankfully ground down into brown and green pebbles, Read more…
I go in, and there’s too much loot. I step back, shut the double doors, take a deep breath, step forward once again, go through the traps, there it is again. Too much loot. How can there be so much loot? Just numbers in a computer, just a glitch in Read more…
It was time to crash a Chinese wedding. Coconut took care of the dead guy in her hotel room. By taking care of she meant she assigned it to the cleaner crew and went into the shower to rub her follicles off until her skin turned red. Then she rubbed Read more…