Sunday, February 12, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday - Lilith

Colwyn folded his arms over his acre-wide chest and stared down at her.  His face remained an emotionless mask, but the venom in his tone made up for it.  “You're not quite what I expected.  I guess I should thank you for not charging in here spouting scripture verses and flinging holy water.”
“Don't give me a reason to.”  Alex injected enough malice in her own voice to match his.

Now under contract, publication date to be determined.

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