Excerpt!
Suddenly she hit the brakes.
“Oh my God!” She swerved to avoid hitting an animal as it ran across the road.
It was a wolf.
“Oh my God,” she said again. She had seen wolves in a zoo once, but had never seen one running free. She wondered if she should report it, or if it even mattered in a town surrounded by so much forest. She imagined there could be bears and wolves and all sorts of wildlife in the woods around town. She had been in the rural area for almost a year, and so far had seen wild turkeys, coyotes, deer, raccoons, woodchucks, and an assortment of other wildlife she never expected to see in her backyard.
Her car finally pulled into the driveway. She opened the car window to look around the driveway before getting out. She had heard once before that wolves, despite their fierce reputation, rarely attacked people, and she hoped that were true.
She warily got out of the car and hurried inside.
Once inside she flipped on a light switch and removed her jacket and put it in the closet, then climbed heavily up the stairs toward her room so she could finally collapse onto her bed and sleep.
Halfway up the stairs she saw the door to Sharona’s room suddenly open. There she stood, in her pink pajamas, the wolf pelt she brought with her wrapped around her shoulders like a shawl.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to wake you,” Muriel said.
Sharona yawned. “No, you didn’t wake me. Maybe I was just having a dream. Goodnight.” And she closed the door.
Muriel continued walking down the semi-darkened hallway and into her own room at the end of the hall. And then she realized the strange coincidence. She had never seen any wolves around before now. Could it be possible? Other strange things were possible. She had learned that while living in the small town.
Author bio:
Rose Titus resides somewhere in cold, dreary New England with two manipulative cats and a very out of date computer with which she creates horror and fantasy fiction. She also has a restored classic Buick to ride around in while in search of adventure.
For travel she has stayed the night in an allegedly haunted castle, has taken a boat ride on Loch Ness, and has visited the Bermuda Triangle -- without getting lost.
Her work has previously appeared in Lost Worlds, Lynx Eye, Bog Gob, Mausoleum, Weird Terrain, Descend, The Dead River Review, and other literary magazines. She also writes regularly for Blood Moon Rising Magazine.
When she's not working or writing or messing with her old car, she waits by the mailbox for her Fortean Times to arrive.
An innocent girl, a vampire, an old lady, a ghost, and a werewolf must combine their talents to defeat an evil billionaire and his hired professional killer…
In Night Home: the Vampire Next Door Book 1, the fact that vampires truly exist was almost made public when a story presented as fiction seemed all too real to a vampire hunter.
In After Dark: the Vampire Next Door Book 2, a community of vampires quietly hiding on the west coast needed to defeat a serial killer before being blamed for his acts of terror, while at the same time one of them found himself falling in love with a suicidal young woman who expected him to kill her.
In All the Way to the Moon: the Vampire Next Door Book 3, vampires on the west coast consider whether to reveal their existence and communicate with others of their kind. Laura, no longer wishing for death, and finally finding happiness in her young life, discovers to her horror that her wealthy and powerful father intends to kill her. To survive she must flee her new home and leave her new friends, and travel far to find safety, unaware that a hired killer is not far behind.
Fortunately she has a werewolf to help protect her.
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Rose Titus resides somewhere in cold, dreary New England with two manipulative cats and a very out of date computer with which she creates horror and fantasy fiction. She also has a restored classic Buick to ride around in while in search of adventure.
For travel she has stayed the night in an allegedly haunted castle, has taken a boat ride on Loch Ness, and has visited the Bermuda Triangle -- without getting lost.
Her work has previously appeared in Lost Worlds, Lynx Eye, Bog Gob, Mausoleum, Weird Terrain, Descend, The Dead River Review, and other literary magazines. She also writes regularly for Blood Moon Rising Magazine.
When she's not working or writing or messing with her old car, she waits by the mailbox for her Fortean Times to arrive.
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