Red paused in the lobby of the truck stop to admire the working slot machines on her way out. Only in Nevada… She couldn’t see the lights of Las Vegas on the dark horizon, but she knew they were close. After hours transporting a soulmancer across state lines, she should have been aching and stressed. […]
Sequel to A Witch Called Red (Find on Amazon Here) Chapter One December 15th, 5:35PM, Los Angeles, California Sunset shone over the Hollywood Hills into the bay windows of the living room. A golden hue was cast over the white piano, cream throw pillows, and a mix of antique and modern furniture. The coziness would […]
October 24th, 2018, Night, Quinn Investigations in Culver City, Los Angeles, California, USA Red stepped through the broken glass door of the office building, following behind Vic to the cracked open door on the first floor. Quinn Investigations read on the small plaque on the wall beside it. She held a revolver, loaded with wooden […]
October 24th, 2018, Night, Strip Mall in Rancho Cucamonga, LA County, California, USA Snow sleeted against the window. She could hear the wind howling. Red shivered before she buried deeper into the blankets. She leaned her head against a strong firm bare chest. She looked up and smiled. The dim light cast shadows over the […]
October 24th, 2018, Past Sunset, a gas station on the edge of San Bernardino, California, USA – Over a Year Later The call came in at after breakfast about the murdered woman found on the beach. Red was behind the wheel before noon. Eight long hours later and they were barely in LA County. Red […]
September 1st, 1899, Nightfall, Prague Train Station Kristoff Kristoff adjusted his livery jacket once more before he clasped his hands behind his back. He focused on the calmness of Miss St. James to his right. Trying to keep his eyes straight ahead, he couldn’t help but notice how the flickering lights of the railway station’s […]
September 1st, 1899, Nightfall, The Track to the Prague Train Station, Lucas Crawford “Now, Lucas, what are the rules?” Delilah didn’t look at him from across the train cabin table as she shuffled the deck of cards. The notes of America in her accent might have softened her tone, but it didn’t hide the steel […]
September 1st, 1899, Afternoon, Smith & Reaper Bank in Prague Heinrich Holtz The bank agent shuffled his papers on his desk as he awaited his client. He had heard rumors of some of the strange clients that Smith & Reaper served, but it was only after his promotion to the Prague office that he had […]