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A Taste of… Winters Ende
Ein Vorgeschmack auf... Winters Ende Erstes KapitelEs war dunkel.Ich mochte die Dunkelheit nicht. Die Einsamkeit bei Nacht fühlte sich an wie ein lebendiges Wesen. Wenigstens lugte der Mond zu
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A Taste of... Cold Judgment Chapter One“Do you have to go tonight?”Omar finished tucking the blanket around his infant son before straightening from the crib to face his wife. He bit back a
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A Taste of... Shadow's Secret Chapter OnePressing a hand over her mouth, Cassie Leigh attempted to hold back the sobs fighting to escape her throat. She had to be quiet. If she made a sound, she
Continue readingA Taste of… Winters Sturm
Ein Vorgeschmack auf... Winters Sturm Erstes KapitelBevor er vom Waldwanderweg abwich, sah Jackson Fisher sich furchtsam auf der Lichtung um. Der Mond war zwar beinahe voll, doch einige Wolken hatten
Continue readingA Taste of… Killer Smile
A Taste of... Killer Smile Chapter One“I’m an idiot.”Benji Kopp had made a big mistake. He’d figured that starting his run at sunset would be enough to beat Tennessee’s June heat and that
Continue readingA Taste of… Storm’s Revenge
A Taste of... Storm's Revenge Chapter OneOne more.With her palms flat against the floor, Michelle Timmer straightened her back, gritted her teeth, and lowered herself until her chin met the cool
Continue readingA Taste of… Cold Heart
A Taste of... Cold Heart Chapter OneA ghostly whiff of coffee sailed past Cheyenne Valdez’s nose as she sipped her mojito. During the day, The Grind was a quiet little cafe that sold lattes, espressos,
Continue readingA Taste of… Winters Netz
Ein Vorgeschmack auf... Winters Netz Erstes KapitelAls Nathaniel Arkwell aus der Garage trat und die Tür hinter sich schloss, fiel ihm auf, dass es im Haus ruhiger war als gewöhnlich. Er sperrte
Continue readingA Taste of… Dark Malice
A Taste of... Dark Malice Chapter OneCandace Redding tapped her pen against the front of her notebook like windshield wipers during a downpour. The black ink began to blur in the pen’s clear casing,
Continue readingA Taste of… Autumn’s Trap
A Taste of... Autumn's Trap Chapter OneTick. Tick. Tick.The sound of the wall clock in Ms. Pasinski’s office seemed to thunder in Sarah Nichol’s ears while simultaneously grating on her nerves.
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