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This is the first story from Twisted Roads - An Anthology Of Short Stories - Volume One, if you haven't had the chance to pick up a copy, free or otherwise, let me tempt you with the first story that opens the book. I gave you a small taste when the book was released, but …
In an attempt to encourage reviews for the first book, we're having some fun, twisted fun in fact. The advertising campaign we are running is one of bad reviews, and we want as many of them as possible, the below examples should give you an idea of what we're after. Do you think you can …
To celebrate the release of the first collection of short stories, I thought it’d be smart to revisit some of the stories that find themselves included in the collection. This was the first story that I posted on the blog, and to be honest, it’s still one of my favorites. If you enjoy the small preview, sign up to the mailing list to score a free copy of the anthology, or, if you’re feeling crazy, buy a copy!
But, whatever you do, know this on fact, true love, real love, it never dies, NEVER!
He swings the shovel violently towards the two men, and blood and dirt flicks off the blade and splashes into the wet ground with the rain.
“I told you to go, I won’t tell you again!” He yells.
“Samuel, son, for fuck sake, she gone, it’s not her anymore. You have to let us do what must be done, you’re endangering everyone with your stupidity!” his father yells back as he avoids the shovels blade as Samuel swings it violently towards him again…..
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Today we're doing something new, launching the first collection of short stories that once found their home here, on this blog. The thirty-one short stories have been reworked, edited and cleaned up, so they are, what I hope, the best version of themselves they can be, along with a super awesome cover designed by YAZGAR …
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"I'm telling you Kyle, no bullshit, I saw them going at it with my own eyes, Kendra and Mr Wells, not more than five minutes ago!" He yells at his younger brother, who rolls over and pretends to be asleep. "Kyle, for god sake, you've got to come and have a look, you'll regret it …
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I don't know when I first noticed it, the coldness, outside the air was warm, beautiful in fact, I could've stripped down to nothing, and still felt like I had too many clothes on, but, inside the house, it was cold, and I mean dead cold. Nothing I could do would make it anymore than …
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"Damn it Damien, let them go, they're innocent!" "Never, no one is innocent, everyone of these fucks has sin on their souls, and they'll all pay the price, so is my word, so, it shall be!" He says, gripping the blade tightly as he slashes it into the air violently, coming to a stop in …
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"You have to trust me," he says, as he stares into her hopeless eyes, she nods her head, biting into her lip as she does. "With everything I have," she says. He smiles, "Good, because, what we're about to do, requires you to do exactly what I say, when I say it. You can't stop …
"You seriously brought this piece of shit from there?" He says, holding up the unusual looking goblet, the rim of it cracked and chipped, the base, the same. "Fuck, it won't even hold any liquid in it, how much did you pay?" "Two hundred," she says quickly. He looks up at her, his eyes wide …
"What is, what is," she says proudly, standing over the bloody and beaten man, who kneels before her. "P-Please, Aurora, can't you see what you've become? There's st-still time, we, we can still sa-save them," he says weakly. "Don't be a fool brother, it's over. I've chosen my alliance, and, we have been victorious. Why …
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