To All The Lonely Souls
Wednesday, March 11, 2020
Sunday, February 24, 2019
New YA Mystery Series
THE DEAD GIRL UNDER THE BLEACHERS is complete, and I'm looking and searching for the BEST agent and or publisher that will love my book as much as I do.
Here's a little snippet about the 91,100-word page novel.
Three girls…
Three dead bodies…
The quiet town of Craven Falls is depleting in population. One by one…
Scarlet Fitzgerald thought it would fun to play a game on Laura Stevenson, a nobody at Craven Falls High, but what happens when the game unleashes buried secrets Scarlet doesn’t want anyone to know about? Secrets that could get someone killed, including herself.
Three can play a game, but one of them ends up dead…
I have also finished the rough draft of ROBYN book 2 in the Craven Fall series. Book 3 is in the finishing stages as well. Titled: THE BODY IN THE ROAD.
Each book has new and returning characters in them, and of course, more mystery that will keep you thinking until the very end.
Here's a little snippet about the 91,100-word page novel.
Three girls…
Three dead bodies…
The quiet town of Craven Falls is depleting in population. One by one…
Scarlet Fitzgerald thought it would fun to play a game on Laura Stevenson, a nobody at Craven Falls High, but what happens when the game unleashes buried secrets Scarlet doesn’t want anyone to know about? Secrets that could get someone killed, including herself.
Three can play a game, but one of them ends up dead…
I have also finished the rough draft of ROBYN book 2 in the Craven Fall series. Book 3 is in the finishing stages as well. Titled: THE BODY IN THE ROAD.
Each book has new and returning characters in them, and of course, more mystery that will keep you thinking until the very end.
LOST SOUL
My eyes see you through the thick foggy haze.
The haze that blinds me from the truth that I refuse to see.
Everyone said you were a lying asshole, but I couldn't see it with my own eyes.
I loved you and thought that you felt the same for me.
What a fool I am...
The haze that blinds me from the truth that I refuse to see.
Everyone said you were a lying asshole, but I couldn't see it with my own eyes.
I loved you and thought that you felt the same for me.
What a fool I am...
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