1/20/2017 7 Comments Fast Fiction FridayWelcome back to Fast Fiction Friday! Share an excerpt of no more than Fifteen sentences from your family friendly book in the comment section below. Make sure to post a buy link—I want others to find your work! And one last thing…Share this post! If you share, I share, we all share, then we all have our samples read. My sample is from The Case of the Missing Cross. Available in a boxed set with nine other novellas for only 99 cents! Or alone for 99 cents! (link for boxed set) https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M35MFND “Forgive the darkness, but my lady is in mourning.” “Oh?” asked Magnolia as she wrinkled her brow. “Yes. Since the loss of the cross she has refused to even part the draperies.” The footman’s whispered speech was accentuated by his bobbing head. Justin flashed an “I told you so look” and felt immediate regret. Magnolia lifted her chin, rotated her head, and smacked him with the plumage from her hat. He brushed feathers from his mouth even as his lips twitched at the corners. Sassy little woman. He had indeed missed her companionship.
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1/13/2017 17 Comments Fast Fiction FridayWelcome back to Fast Fiction Friday! Share an excerpt of no more than Fifteen sentences from your family friendly book in the comment section below. Make sure to post a buy link—I want others to find your work! And one last thing…Share this post! If you share, I share, we all share, then we all have our samples read. My Excerpt is from One of Forty available at Amazon for $2.99 or Kindle Unlimited for FREE.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01NA6TXKT Something ran past his leg and he jumped. He might have squealed, but he hoped not. He didn’t want to lose his man card. He looked back and forth to make sure no one saw him. Uh-oh. A girl, not more than three feet tall, stood before him. Maybe he should reach out and test to see if she was corporal or not. He really needed to get a grip. “Kitty?” She spoke. He wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or worried. Her lower lip trembled. Now he was in real trouble. It wasn’t a ghost but a crying girl. |
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