The salty sea air wafts thickly in heavy waves around young Leela. She breathes it in and as she exhales feels the blood leaving her body from gaping wounds that reach into her very organs. No longer able to breathe normally, she takes quick shallow breaths hoping to keep the darkness from seeping into her vision. That would mean death was near and Leela was not ready to die.
Orphaned and alone, Leela must battle against an insidious creature shrouded in myth.
"I grew up on the Gulf Coast of Texas and spent most of my youth in, on or near the water.
My father was a fisherman that always had a paperback Louis L'amour in his back pocket. My mother would read anything and everything she could get her hands on.
My own personal love of reading and writing began at a very young age. I would spend hours at the local library checking out as many books as they would allow.
I write under the names K.R. Jordan or River Jordan. Mostly I write fiction, but I am obsessed with writing a personal history of my family.
I still live on the Gulf Coast of Texas with my family and I enjoy writing, reading, fishing and the great outdoors!"