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  • #1
    David Øybo
    “Not merely a piece of crime fiction, the story brings to the realization that in today’s small global village we are linked to each other in some way whether we want to be or not and cannot hide from the events that affect us all.”
    David Øybo, Julebord: The Holiday Party

  • #2
    David Øybo
    “After the road reached the fjord, it continued to hug it all the way along until the waves of the North Sea started appearing.”
    David Øybo, Julebord: The Holiday Party

  • #3
    Rich DiSilvio
    “Standing before her was the eleven-feet tall by fifteen-feet wide masterpiece, encased in a modern steel frame and protected behind glass.”
    Rich DiSilvio, The Arnolfini Art Mysteries

  • #4
    J. Rose Black
    “Maybe I'm trying to?”
    J. Rose Black, The Real Ones

  • #5
    J. Rose Black
    “Everything seemed complicated then.”
    J. Rose Black, The Real Ones

  • #6
    J. Rose Black
    “Everything for the game.”
    J. Rose Black, The Real Ones

  • #7
    J. Rose Black
    “If there was one thing a former sniper could do well, it was wait. Patiently. Quietly. Without a sound. Barely a movement. Just him, a quiet mind and his breath.”
    J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

  • #8
    J. Rose Black
    “I can’t do more than this. Don’t ask me. If you ask, I’ll try and I’ll fail. You’ll end up hating me. And I’d rather die . . . than have you hate me. Or disappoint you. My own darkness, it still chips away at me.”
    J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

  • #9
    J. Rose Black
    “Warmth radiated from her skin in waves. Her pulse beneath his fingertips. The telltale flutter in her neck. Life. It mattered, was precious. And could be taken away in an instant.”
    J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

  • #10
    J. Rose Black
    “Their lips met in a slow, languid kiss. Salt from her tears mixed with her natural sweetness. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed closer. Her softness, her scent, she filled and overran his senses. He mouthed another kiss against her lips. Heat flared inside his abdomen when she opened her mouth, and kissed him back with firmer lips. 

    He sank into her embrace, the heated connection she offered. A kinetic warmth surged through him, lighting, igniting dormant pieces inside—like someone returning home . . . A soft groan, hushed breaths. Their mouths parted and found each other again. He slid his hand behind her neck as he deepened the kiss.”
    J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

  • #11
    J. Rose Black
    “He made me a better competitor every day, but the world had become black and white: nothing but the game.”
    J. Rose Black, The Real Ones

  • #12
    Patricia Mather Parker
    “My name is Fel. I am the child that the Mists spoke of.”
    Patricia Mather Parker, The Abode

  • #13
    Patricia Mather Parker
    “Remember to be careful, she told them, and don’t worry about me. No matter what happens, I’ll be back.”
    Patricia Mather Parker, The Abode

  • #14
    Patricia Mather Parker
    “Trust me. You have to trust me.”
    Patricia Mather Parker, The Abode

  • #15
    Patricia Mather Parker
    “She lay in darkness so thick she could feel its pressure all around her.”
    Patricia Mather Parker, The Abode

  • #16
    Patricia Mather Parker
    “You bear the mark, young one. Watch and learn and you will know the truth about yourself.”
    Patricia Mather Parker, The Abode

  • #17
    Patricia Mather Parker
    “Time, as Fel and Hidalgo knew, acted strangely inside the Mists. Each second was the same as the one before, each hour identical to all of the others.
”
    Patricia Mather Parker, The Abode

  • #18
    Patricia Mather Parker
    “So far we’re just stumbling along pretending we know what we’re doing.”
    Patricia Mather Parker, The Abode



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