The heavy metal band, Warlord, is in need of a new guitarist. Only one applicant stands out - a jewel in the very rough - Torrin Smith. She has the ability to make her guitar sing her soul - a sinister and shattered cry. Sonny Middlestead, little sister to a member of the band, is making her way ...
Their cart was packed to overflowing, the tarp from the Phillips’s basement covering most of their bounty. Gwen had created a comfortable nest with one of the camp mattresses to ride upon. A book lay within easy reach as she watched the town roll by. Terry sat on top of the baby dresser, a couch ...
Screams of the fighting and dying were heard on the northern edge of the village as the last of the resistance was dealt a deathblow. Bodies littered the ground, illuminated by the fires in their last acts of defiance and defense.Behind a hovel, sheltered from prying eyes, three soldiers laughed ...
Her stomach comfortably full of baguettes and coffee, she’d changed back into her ragged cargo pants in the market restroom, carefully tucking the latex ones away. No need to advertise her sudden good fortune, and invite an attack by her peers. The tattoo publicized it enough. The sun beat down u...
LAINEY HUGHES' voice rang off the pale green concrete walls. Internally wincing at the abrupt silence in the room, she peered over her shoulder at her fellow travelers awaiting the next bus out of the small African village. She gave the neatly uniformed customs agent and his well-armed guards an ...
Muffled sound reached her ears, a minstrel singing nearby. Blindly, she focused on the song and its sedate beat, moving with care over the uneven terrain. As she neared the music, other sounds could be discerned - the tumbling of water, dove calls gentle in the slight breeze. Her slippered foot s...
The shaman before her, Inyan Ceye, smiled reassuringly through his buffalo mask as he prepared his knife. The obsidian was sharp and the warrior could hardly feel any pain when the skin of her chest was cut open. Two thongs were attached to her. “Wait, Wi Ile Anpo,” the shaman said. “You and I ar...