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“It is torture,” I replied after a moment. “I feel every second, sometimes.” His hand rested, broad, heavy, and warm on my shoulder. “You don’t have to be afraid to take your pleasure here, as you wait for your chance.” “You mean Jenny.” Silence, and he removed his hand after a moment. “There are joys to be had,” he said simply. “In each moment. Even if the world above passes on, and moments are lost. You can consume moments here.” I shook my head. Because I was never going to take advantage of Jenny. She’d been through enough. She was a comfort, and I brought her comfort as well. But she was broken, deep inside. And so was I. Preview, from the third in the #Calderaseries ! #FleshForTheDemon Have you read the first two yet? Click through to my profile on Instagram @thedunsters or my shop now link on facebook! #Darkfantasy #urbanfantasy #magicalrealism #portalfantasy #newadult #booksbooksbooks #fantasybooks https://www.instagram.com/p/B56cDwnAcQI/?igshid=x6lipw2ueghh

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Messing around with concept art. Because Fire in the Wall is technically magical realism/ dramatic fantasy (though I market or YA Urban Psych Thriller mashup) I thought I'd try something artsy. I don't think I'll use it, in the end, but it's fun, right? Haven't read this book yet? Link to my amazon store is in my profile. #FireintheWall #Calderaseries #urbanfantasy #psychthriller #fantasydrama #neilgaiman #magicalrealism #Surrealism #kindkeunlimited @nielhimself https://www.instagram.com/p/B3Z9_jFgRqc/?igshid=8356hhk0636j

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“Logan,” Lil was saying. Was she shaking me? Was it her lips on my face? Soft . . . some hot drops of liquid . . . my blood? Her tears? The world solidified once again, only I was outside, and the sun was burning down on me. Lil was fanning my face. “Wake up, dumbass. Wake up, dumbass.” Her voice was like a chant, and her eyes a blaze of fury. “Wake,” she kicked me in the side, and I groaned, “up . . . . Oh!” She threw the fan aside and knelt by me. “What happened, Logan?” Her breath was hot on my face. “What the hell was that? You scared the effing crap out of me, retard!” I sat up slowly, carefully, and she backed away, still on her knees, still close. “You can’t say that,” I told her. “It’s not OK to use that word.” “Shut up.” Her breathing told me she was on the verge of one of her breakdowns, and so I tried to take deep breaths. I met her gaze. “What happened, Logan?” “I don’t know.” “Like hell you don’t. Don’t hide things from me, Logan. Not here. What happened?” I glared at her. “I. Don’t. Know. Leave me alone, Lil. I need to think. Okay?” Lil stood, her face hard, angry, and folded her arms over her chest. I watched her slim, violently-yellow-and-orange-striped figure as she walked away, then slumped over. A bright gold dot chased from her pocket to the top of her head—Satie, comforting her. Like it? Click the link in my profile for the full-length novel, Eye of the Raven! #Calderaseries #eyeoftheraven #urbanfantasy #epicfantasy #psychthriller #YAfantasy #yabooks #kindkeunlimited #alternatereality #booknerd #books #fantasybooks #fantasynovels https://www.instagram.com/p/B2X4GsJAHig/?igshid=1o81ub65adume

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“Logan,” Lil was saying. Was she shaking me? Was it her lips on my face? Soft . . . some hot drops of liquid . . . my blood? Her tears? The world solidified once again, only I was outside, and the sun was burning down on me. Lil was fanning my face. “Wake up, dumbass. Wake up, dumbass.” Her voice was like a chant, and her eyes a blaze of fury. “Wake,” she kicked me in the side, and I groaned, “up . . . . Oh!” She threw the fan aside and knelt by me. “What happened, Logan?” Her breath was hot on my face. “What the hell was that? You scared the effing crap out of me, retard!” I sat up slowly, carefully, and she backed away, still on her knees, still close. “You can’t say that,” I told her. “It’s not OK to use that word.” “Shut up.” Her breathing told me she was on the verge of one of her breakdowns, and so I tried to take deep breaths. I met her gaze. “What happened, Logan?” “I don’t know.” “Like hell you don’t. Don’t hide things from me, Logan. Not here. What happened?” I glared at her. “I. Don’t. Know. Leave me alone, Lil. I need to think. Okay?” Lil stood, her face hard, angry, and folded her arms over her chest. I watched her slim, violently-yellow-and-orange-striped figure as she walked away, then slumped over. A bright gold dot chased from her pocket to the top of her head—Satie, comforting her. Like it? Click the link in my profile for the full-length novel, Eye of the Raven! #Calderaseries #eyeoftheraven #urbanfantasy #epicfantasy #psychthriller #YAfantasy #yabooks #kindkeunlimited #alternatereality #booknerd #books #fantasybooks #fantasynovels https://www.instagram.com/p/B2X3iJhgzMK/?igshid=1dgiesksoxym1

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“There are things moving around us,” Hans said quietly. “Small dark shadows.” Something bit me right then. A sting in the back of the arm. I shook the arm violently and grabbed onto a bone to hold as the shaking concussed, rattling my brain in my skull. “Keep moving,” Shin grunted. Another sting. And another. What was it? Whatever it was, it was very likely poisonous. That’s just the way things were in our sky city. We came into a spot of light, and I turned and saw dark blobs clinging to Eap’s neck, shirt, and legs. They were strange—fuzzy, bits of shadow, too black to see features. “Eap,” I said, pointing. He looked down and immediately began to shake them off. I did, too, because more than a dozen dropped from above and landed on me. Stings all over. Pain, flashes of it—hot, burning, and then a numbing, fuzzing, slowing down of the entire world. Just before the darkness closed in, I saw a familiar pair of eyes—dark, almond-shaped in a pale face. She smiled and the fangs curled down over her lip like tusks. She bent, digging her filthy fingernail into my cheek, and I passed out. A short piece from my Urban Fantasy/Psych Thriller series, the #Calderaseries ! To read these cerebral, fantastical, sometimes chilling novels, follow the link in my profile for my amazon author store! #eyeoftheraven #Darkfantasy #urbanfantasy #psychthriller #witches #amwriting #authorlife #booksbooksbooks #kindle #kindkeunlimited #speculativefiction https://www.instagram.com/p/B1rw7OqgVrl/?igshid=9eikycz96lem

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Coming home from an appointment where I found out I will not be able to donate plasma until my ankle bone heals. This does push my release date and subsequent release schedule out. Probably about two months. So The Icy Cord will probably be released in December. But I believe in grand schemes and universal plans, so I trust this will turn out to be a good thing. #changeofplans #amwriting #DumenonChronicles #Calderaseries #authorlife #lifehappens #fantasyauthor https://www.instagram.com/p/B1ffPYPAIKF/?igshid=1h3fzvq8z6vff