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Books are by authors Charity Parkerson, Calinda B, Scott Mallory, Faith Helen Mortimer, Regina Puckett, Dave Leadbeater, Natalie G. Owens, Robert Hatting, Zoe Saadia, Scott Moon - many of these authors are Best Selling Authors! and all are Great Indie Authors. If you like the sound of a title or know the book and would like to take advantage of this Summer offer then simply 'click' on the book link below. Enjoy your read!
The books: A Wicked Awakening, Bad-Off Boris, The Beckoning of Beautiful Things, Chosen, Enemy of Man, An Eternity of Roses, The Fall of The Empire, The Highlander, Inescapable, Love is a Promise Kept, The Sex and the Undead, The Surgeon's Blade, Untamed, A Wicked Beginning, A Wicked Choice, Serephine, Adrasteteia, The Assassins' Village.
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A short excerpt from my book, The Surgeon's Blade
Playing this game was a major enjoyment. It had been played many times before, and this time, it was proving even more of a thrill.
The watcher spotted her immediately. She was seated at a table for two, and from the number of times she had glanced at her watch, it was obvious she had been stood up by her date. The watcher was cautious by nature and covertly observed the woman from a chosen seat which was half-hidden in the shadows behind a potted palm. She was one of those women in their thirties who looked attractive in a quiet, unassuming way and could have been stunning if she had spent more time over her hairstyle and make-up. Her dress was an off-the-rail model, most probably from one of the departmental stores and in a different colour would have enhanced her appeal. Unfortunately, the dull fabric did nothing for her hair and skin colouring.
The watcher had seen her many times around the hospital and knew who she was. She came across as confident and sure of herself as far as her work was concerned.
She now sat alone and forlorn, casting wistful glances at those couples who sat with bent heads sharing a whisper and promise of the night to come. Minutes later, she answered a call on her mobile phone with nervous girlish pleasure, but her face paled in distress as she replaced it into her evening bag. The watcher knew instantly how easy it was going to be and smiling coldly, raised a glass with a slight movement in her direction and offered a silent toast.
Why waste time yearning over a date that would never show when your prayers have been answered, dearest girl, the watcher demanded silently. From now on, you’re mine, all mine.