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A slow smirk came over his face. He hit the mute button on his remote and got up, swaggering towards the window. As soon as he unlatched it and cracked it open, I let my lip wobble. “I’m sorry to bug you like this.”
His eyes ran over me, hot and hungry. “What’s up, darling?”
“My dad got held up,” I whimpered. “There’s a tree down over the freeway. He’s not coming, not tonight, anyway.”
“That’s too bad.” Javier’s thoughts shifted. He would have plenty of time to get rid of my body…
“I’m still a little drunk,” I pouted. “Those guys from before said I could sleep it off in that shed out back, but they’re being so mean to me!”
Javier chuckled darkly. “Is that right? You want me to come out to that shed and have words with them?”
“Uh-huh,” I said in a little voice. “I just want to go to sleep.”
“No problem, sweetheart. I’ll come rescue you. Wait out here for me, okay?”
I nodded and backed away from the window. He took sixty-three seconds to make his way out the door. As it swung open, I spotted Cherry behind the bar, watching her monster as he walked out.
She was holding a phone. Her hands were shaking. The desperation in her thoughts cut me to the bone.
She was going to call the police.
The tears that welled up in my eyes were genuine. Hold on, Cherry. Give me five minutes.
“Come here, sweetheart.” Javier put his arm around me, pulling me close. “That shed isn’t a good place to sleep, you know,” he said. “It’s not safe.” A smirk pulled at his lips. “I don’t want you to have a tragic accident.”
I smiled up at him, twirling Stubby McStabby in my fingers behind my back. “That’s so sweet.”
I was good at suicides. But tragic accidents were my specialty.
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About Lauretta Hignett
A raving fangirl for all things paranormal, supernatural, magical and fantastical, Lauretta writes fun, fast-paced Urban Fantasy – unique, kickass characters and madcap adventures with a dash of romance and loads of laughs.
She's a massive fan of anything shifter, witch or vampire, she loves a plot twist, hates cliffhangers, and always keeps her readers on their toes.
When she's not writing, Lauretta enjoys crazy fad diets, sunshine, her two little children, weird craft projects and massive amounts of dark chocolate. You'll often find her staring into space or muttering to herself in weird voices. Just ignore her. She'll come back to reality eventually.
The Song of The Wild
By C.N. Rowan
The Song of the Wild by C.N. Rowan
Aicha Kandachi, Moroccan princess and Killer of Men, is forced to fight a dangerous, yet beautiful beast in order to save the idiot she’s guarding. Will she survive the night and gain a new title to her name? Or will she die staring up at the stars?
Chapter One
Mount Lebanon, 3 May 1211
Many men are said to be educated. Many need said education corrected. Mainly by a swift, precise kick to what they believe makes them men.
The man sitting in front of me is a prime example of just that. He prods at the pile of sticks he has unsuccessfully attempted to set alight, wearing an expression as though a djinn might have stolen away the flames when he wasn’t looking. His outrage with the state of the campfire, though, is not enough to interfere with his diatribe. Or to ask for my help, considering I could ignite them with a thought.
