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Chasing Wild Horses Wild Horse Ranch Book 1 by Mila Nicks Genre: Contemporary Romance

A slow-burn romance between two outsiders from opposite worlds: He’s the biggest outcast in town… Chase Collins has never met a horse he didn’t like. Too bad he can’t say the same for people. In his hometown Lutton, his poor reputation follows him like a dark shadow. It’s best for everyone if he sticks to where he belongs. At least on Wild Horse Ranch, he’s safe from judgment. Then one day a familiar face from 10 years ago shows up out of the blue. She’s a wanderer who comes and goes… Samara Grant is a nomad at heart. She doesn’t like staying put for too long. But when her Grandma Bunny passes away, she has to put her carefree lifestyle on hold to handle her affairs. She might have spent childhood summers in Lutton, Texas, but it’s no place to live. She wants to get in and out as fast as possible. Little does she know life has other plans. Together, they form an unbreakable bond… After a series of near-death experiences, Samara decides to take back control of her life. She asks Chase to teach her how to ride. Neither expect to find common ground—and a fiery attraction—when Chase agrees. But their blossoming relationship isn’t celebrated by everyone. The closer Chase and Samara get, the more an unforseen enemy seeks to tear them apart… Goodreads * Amazon

Mila Nicks is an emerging romance author on a mission to pen heartfelt love stories featuring women of color. From the time she was a small girl with crayons and an overactive imagination, she’s had a passion for storytelling. In addition to receiving her Bachelor’s degree in Journalism, she is presently pursuing her MFA in Creative Writing. She has also served her country in the United States Air Force. When she isn’t penning uplifting love stories, you can find this imaginative writer traveling across the globe, sampling new cuisines, or spending quality time with her spunky pet Chihuahua, Zayden. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

The kiss kept him up at night. For hours he lay in his bed and stared up at the
dark ceiling. He couldn’t close his eyes. The second he did the image of them flashed
behind his lids. It replayed for him like a movie on a projector screen. Only that it felt too
real; it had been real.

The sensations enveloped him. The earthy musk of rain hung in the air. The
wet soil squelched under their boots, clumps of dirt now muddied. Raindrops clung to
their skin and dampened their clothes until the soaked fabric weighed them down. His
usually wooden exterior washed away as if an act by the rain itself. He wiped his face and
blinked against the falling droplets, and there she was. Right in front of him with
breathless curiosity.
He still couldn’t say what it was that came over him. His critical mind pressed
pause. His heart thwacked against his rib cage at full speed. His eyes were wide and open
for what felt like the first time. Hers were on his face, pools of deep brown that he got
lost in. Before he knew what he was doing, he reached for her. His fingers clamped
around her arm and they orbited each other. The pull was inevitable. Those full, dusky
pink lips of hers begging to be kissed…

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Dem Folk At Holy Rock My Son’s Wife Series Book 10 by Shelia E. Bell Genre: Inspirational Romance, Drama

Just when you thought they couldn’t come with more drama, more upsets, more spilled secrets…here they go! They’re Baack! Hezekiah McCoy is a free man in more ways than one. He’s roaming around seeking a place to establish “New Holy Rock Ministries” and find himself a first lady to go along with it. Fancy McCoy is determined to live her best life after being duped by a man sent by her ex- husband to humiliate her. Dem McCoy Boys are still making their marks and leaving some unforgettable legacies (not necessarily all good ones). Stiles’s visits to Holy Rock are growing more frequent. Is it because of his new position or the new lady in his life? Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Kobo

Shelia E. Bell (formerly Shelia E. Lipsey) is an award-winning, national bestselling author with 20+ books published in christian fiction, women’s fiction, nonfiction, and young adult genres. Her books have garnered numerous awards and accolades, including 2017 Christian Literary Readers’ Choice Award, 2015 Rosa Parks Award, 2014 Christian Literary Award, AAMBC Nate Holmes Honorary Award, Kindle Award, OOSA Book of the Year, numerous SORMAG awards and more. Shelia began her publishing career in 1999. Since then, she has set the literary industry ablaze with her dynamic, true to life stories that she calls “perfect stories about imperfect people like you…and me.” Shelia is passionate about helping others and encourages and promotes people to ‘live their dreams now.’ In 2012, she founded a non profit organization “Black Writers And Book Clubs (BWABC) Literacy Association” with a mission to promote literacy one community at a time. Shelia is also a well-respected freelance book editor. A much sought after inspirational speaker, Shelia travels near and far sharing her inspirational messages of how to overcome the adversities of life. Having had polio since the age of two, she accepts no excuses and is determined not to let her physical imperfections keep her from her life’s purposes. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Goodreads

“The moment you know yourself you have known the most precious thing in existence.” Osho

“What was I thinking? God knows I shouldn’t have come here. This is wrong on so many levels.”
Xavier buttoned his shirt and stepped into his Ferragamo loafers.
Ian lay back in the middle of the bed, watching his lover dress and dismissing the part about Xavier
saying he shouldn’t have come there. Ian dismissed Xavier’s short rant because at the end of the day,
Xavier was where he wanted to be–in his bed.
“This is not what you regret, Xavier. What you regret is having to go home to Pepper when you know
that’s not where you wanna be. It’s not too late to get an annulment you know.”
Xavier tucked his shirt inside his jeans and turned to face Ian head on, with arms folded. “You can’t
be serious.”
“Why not?”
“An annulment? It’s too late for that.”
“Okay, then a divorce. Irreconcilable differences, anything that’s quick, fast, and in a hurry. I told you,
I’m not gonna be anybody’s side piece or second choice. You feel me?”
Ian got out of the bed, walked over to his nightstand, and picked up his pack of cigarettes and lighter.
Lighting the cigarette, he sat back down on the bed. Taking a long pull before slowly exhaling a trail of
smoke, he spoke up again. “I tried to warn you about her from the jump, but you wouldn’t listen. But it’s
not too late to get out of it. I know a lawyer who can help. His name is Trevor Price. He visits Holy Rock
from time to time. You know him?”
“Nah, I can’t say I do. But that’s nothing strange. There’re thousands of people in and out of those
church doors every week. I don’t know a fifth of ‘em.”
“No problem. You just say the word and I’ll give him a call.”
“You’re taking me too fast, bruh. I know I got into the marriage thing too quick. I didn’t wanna marry
her. I don’t know why I let her talk me into it. But now, I’m stuck.”
“Stuck? What do you mean you’re stuck? A divorce is quick. Y’all don’t have kids. You don’t have
common property together, and you’ve been married less than a year. Why are you making this out like
it’s going to be impossible to get rid of her?”
“Ian, I just can’t up and leave her. Not when she says she’s carrying my kid.”
Ian took another pull and then another one from his cigarette before mashing it out in a fish-shaped
ashtray he kept on the nightstand. “What the hell did you just say?”
Xavier looked like he’d swallowed a canary. “You heard me, she’s pregnant.”
Ian stood in front of Xavier, cheeks deep red, eyes blazing with anger. “That bee is pregnant? Is it
supposed to be your kid?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You heard me. Is it yours? A female like her, you can’t be too careful. She wanted to trap you and
this is a good way to do it. I can’t believe you.”
Ian smacked his forehead and did a quick swivel. His disgust was apparent in his voice and the way
he began pacing the hardwoods.
“I’m going to handle it,” Xavier tried reassuring Ian. “As far as whether I think the kid is mine or not, I
don’t have any reason to doubt Pepper. Contrary to what you might think, she is not the kind of girl
you’re making her out to be. I need you to stop worrying about her. I promise I got this. Trust me.”
“I did trust you. Look where it got me. You got married on me.” Ian turned and walked off,
disappearing into his bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
Xavier waited a few seconds, still confused himself about his situation. He turned the doorknob. It
was locked.
“Come on, Ian. Don’t be like that. Open the door.”

Ian responded by turning on the bathroom radio drowning out Xavier’s pointless begging. Next, the
sound of rushing water could be heard as he turned on the shower and stepped inside. He didn’t want to
hear any fake explanation Xavier was trying to throw his way. Enough already.
Xavier continued beating on the door. “Ian! Open the dang door. Let me explain!”
Xavier grew increasingly frustrated until he couldn’t take it anymore. He stormed out of Ian’s
bedroom, ran down the hall, and out the front door. Tears streamed as he got into his car and drove off.
He didn’t know what to do. He still needed time to digest the idea for himself. Him? A daddy? What had
he gotten himself into? A baby meant he would be forever obligated to Pepper. Was he ready for his life
to change in such a dramatic fashion? Ian had been right all along. He had bitten off more than he could
chew. He cared a lot about her but a kid with her? That was a whole other matter, but it was out of his
hands.

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Be Not Afraid Pride’s Downfall Book 1 by K.R. Morrison Genre: Paranormal Horror

Now available from Linkville Press: Lydia’s faith in God is strong—at least on paper. But what happens when that faith is tested? Turned into a vampire by the worst—Vlad Drakul—she feels that God has abandoned her. But the opposite is true. God rescues her from a fate worse than death, and brings her into the plan He has for global redemption. With the help He sends, she feels like nothing can stop her. But when Vlad torments her again, and then her family, the temptation to run and hide is almost too strong to resist. Her answer to God’s call is the deciding factor in the battle that pits the angelic powers of God against the demonic powers of Hell. **Only .99 cents!! ** Goodreads * Amazon

Unholy Trinity Pride’s Downfall Book 2

What happened in the moments after Judas hanged himself? Where did Cain go after the death of Abel? Myths abound, and some of them have similar endings. Cain murders his brother out of jealousy. Judas betrays Jesus to those who want to see Him dead. Vlad the Impaler destroys without mercy, and is legendary as Count Dracula. Three souls, collected and bound together in the same body by Lilith, Satan’s mate and favorite slave. Cain, Judas, and Vlad Tepes all fall into the same trap: weakened by pride but too stubborn to turn back, they become cursed to walk the world through all of time. Pursued by Hunters, a group first established by Cain’s tribe when he was abducted by Lilith and the Serpent, they must keep one step ahead of their enemies from century to century. The tale starts in Genesis, moves to the time before and after the Crucifixion, then makes the journey into what will become known as the Carpathian Mountains. We are dropped briefly into the 15th century, pass through time in Romania and Scotland, then conclude in 19th- century New Orleans. This is where the story, and the three-souled Beast, must await another day and another century. **Only .99 cents!! ** Goodreads * Amazon

Resurgence: The Rise of Judas Pride’s Downfall Book 3

Two years after the horrific events of “That Night”, Lydia and her family and friends have settled back into their lives. All seems peaceful, but for the haunting memories of the war that took place over their heads. A battle that everyone else has put aside as “mass hysteria.” Now, with the unearthing of an old house in New Orleans and the appearance of a mysterious woman named Delilah, events are transpiring that have the Bronsons and their friends worried. Delilah is a mystery. She takes on a partnership with a world-famous loser, and insists on rebuilding the crumbling buildings on the hill overlooking Lydia’s home town. The very same buildings that housed the evil that plagued them all two years before. Pat and Trudy, the Bronson siblings, learn that their time to act is upon them. Demons and dark shadows are appearing in their lives, and in the lives of those they love. The one seemingly most threatened is their own father, Steve, who can’t seem to spend enough time in Delilah’s company. Then there are Martha, Sean, and Ryan, whose sinister experiences make them re-think their stance on the “mass-hysteria event.” Not to mention Toby, almost three years old, who has powers beyond any mortal, but is definitely nothing more than a toddler. Once again, the Bronsons must take on responsibilities much more than they think they can handle. However, God sends more helpers: an odd old man by the name of Nick, who lives in the park; and Miriam, a young lady who steals Pat’s heart. Side by side, these young people show that their generation can be just as strong as the previous one. For they will need all the strength they can muster to fight the foe among them. Goodreads * Amazon

K.R. Morrison has lived in the Pacific Northwest for over twenty years. She uses her maiden name to show honor to her Scottish roots, and as a tribute to her dad. She and her husband have two young-adult children. “Be Not Afraid” is her first book, a darling little creature spawned from an all-too real nightmare. Her second book, “Unholy Trinity”, was published in 2016. “Resurgence: The Rise of Judas”, is the third book in the “Pride’s Downfall” series, and the fourth book, “Enoch’s Return”, will be available by September of 2020. Facebook * Facebook *Twitter *Instagram * Amazon * Goodreads

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Eastfall Sum Of All Tears Book 3 by Kim Cresswell Genre: Post-Apocalyptic Paranormal Thriller

A destroyed world. A discovery that will reveal the dark truth. In the third exciting installment of the Sum of all Tears series, the last of humanity needs a hero as chaos rises to dangerous levels inside Liberty, threatening the future of civilization. Fans of The Day after Tomorrow, Mad Max, Divergent, and The Hunger Games will enjoy this enthralling post-apocalyptic dystopian series with a paranormal twist. Join the epic life-and-death battle for survival today! **On Sale for only $2.99!!**Goodreads * AmazonSeries book trailerhttps://youtu.be/p2AAdBhOkko

Liberty Sum Of All Tears Book 2

In the second exciting installment of the Sum of all Tears series, a new enemy rises. Surviving the cold is only the beginning. Weeks after a failed climate change experiment triggers a new Ice Age, a dangerous resistance is growing at Liberty, the Mars prototype biodome settlement in Rhode Island after Graysen Marx is removed from power. Trying to cope with the reality of the icy new world, August and a group of survivors are forced to make a perilous journey to Boston in search of biofuel but the lawless landscape and killing cold are more than just a breeding ground for deadly scavengers foraging for food. When August discovers additional information about her father’s climate change experiment and Graysen Marx’s involvement, she learns that a young survivor who can predict the future may hold the key to the future of civilization. And August and her friend’s paranormal abilities may not be enough to save what’s left of humanity from what is about to come. Fans of The Day after Tomorrow, Mad Max, Divergent, and The Hunger Games will enjoy this enthralling post-apocalyptic dystopian series with a paranormal twist. Join the epic life-and-death battle for survival today! **On Sale for only $2.99!!**Goodreads * Amazon

Icehaven Sum Of All Tears Book 1

They said it wouldn’t happen. Everything would be better. They were wrong. After a climate change experiment goes terribly wrong, August Madison, finds herself resurrected in a frozen wasteland. With most of the world’s population and food sources annihilated, depraved nomadic gangs patrol the lawless landscape as outlasters claw for survival. Amid the chaos, Graysen Marx, iron-fisted leader of the domed settlement Liberty, emerges from the catastrophic event with his own agenda. When August crosses his path, he sees an opportunity he must exploit. She sees an evil she must destroy. Fans of The Day after Tomorrow, The Handmaid’s Tale, Mad Max, and The Hunger Games are sure to enjoy this enthralling post-apocalyptic dystopian adventure with a paranormal twist. **On Sale for only $2.99!!**Goodreads * Amazon

Kim Cresswell resides in London, Ontario, Canada and is the bestselling and award-winning author of the action-packed WHITNEY STEEL series. Kim recently signed a 3-book German translation deal with LUZIFER Verlag for the first three books in the series: Reflection, Retribution and Resurrect. The popular series will be published in German beginning in 2018. Her debut romantic suspense, REFLECTION (A Whitney Steel Novel – Book One), has won numerous awards: RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown Finalist (Romantic Suspense), InD’tale Magazine 2014 Rone Award Finalist (Suspense/Thriller), UP Authors Fiction Challenge Winner (2013), Silicon Valley’s Romance Writers of America (RWA) “Gotcha!” Romantic Suspense Winner (2004), Honourable Mention in Calgary’s (RWA) The Writer’s Voice Contest (2006). LETHAL JOURNEY won RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown (Thriller) and was a finalist in From the Heart Romance Writers (FTHRW) Golden Gate Contest (2003). She also published two Kindle Worlds novellas (Jet: Oblivion and Jet: Duplicity) featuring characters from her Whitney Steel series and JET from Russell Blake’s New York Times bestselling JET action thriller series. You can read Russell Blake’s interview with Kim at http://russellblake.com/kim- cresswell-does-jet-kindle-worlds/. Kim recently signed with Joel Eisenberg at Council Tree Productions, a feature film and TV development company located in Los Angeles, California. The ASSASSIN CHRONICLES TV series is based on her upcoming 4-book paranormal/supernatural thriller series: Deadly Shadow, Assassin’s Prophecy, Invisible Truth, and Vision of Fire. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

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Dreams of Winter A Forgotten Gods Tale #1 by Christian Warren Freed Genre: Epic SciFi Fantasy

It is a troubled time, for the old gods are returning and they want the universe back… Under the rigid guidance of the Conclave, the seven hundred known worlds carve out a new empire with the compassion and wisdom the gods once offered. But a terrible secret, known only to the most powerful, threatens to undo three millennia of progress. The gods are not dead at all. They merely sleep. And they are being hunted. Senior Inquisitor Tolde Breed is sent to the planet Crimeat to investigate the escape of one of the deadliest beings in the history of the universe: Amongeratix, one of the fabled THREE, sons of the god-king. Tolde arrives on a world where heresy breeds insurrection and war is only a matter of time. Aided by Sister Abigail of the Order of Blood Witches, and a company of Prekhauten Guards, Tolde hurries to find Amongeratix and return him to Conclave custody before he can restart his reign of terror. What he doesn’t know is that the Three are already operating on Crimeat. Read Dreams of Winter now and begin your journey into the realm of the Forgotten Gods. Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Kobo * Books2Read

Christian W. Freed was born in Buffalo, N.Y. more years ago than he would like to remember. After spending more than 20 years in the active duty US Army he has turned his talents to writing. Since retiring, he has gone on to publish 17 military fantasy and science fiction novels, as well as his memoirs from his time in Iraq and Afghanistan. His first published book (Hammers in the Wind) has been the #1 free book on Kindle 4 times and he holds a fancy certificate from the L Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future Contest. Passionate about history, he combines his knowledge of the past with modern military tactics to create an engaging, quasi-realistic world for the readers. He graduated from Campbell University with a degree in history and is pursuing a Masters of Arts degree in Military History from Norwich University. He currently lives outside of Raleigh, N.C. and devotes his time to writing, his family, and their two Bernese Mountain Dogs. If you drive by you might just find him on the porch with a cigar in one hand and a pen in the other. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads

Autumn’s bite was crisp this year. Sharp winds blew in from the northern sea, forcing people
inside. Whole fields of crops were lost to the pre-winter freeze that gripped the land. It should have been a
time for celebration, a time to pay tribute to the gods for their generosity bestowed. As winter drew closer
the people prepared for the worst. Not everyone chose to hide in the safety and warmth. Two friends sat
on a porch, staring off into the surrounding fields. Light mist clung to ground, curling up the porch and
around their ankles. Frost kissed the few leaves that had not yet fallen.
“I cannot stay here much longer,” Mollock Bolle whispered.
An angry wind blew his stringy gray hair across his face, forcing him to push it aside with a
frown. Deep lines creased his face; the bags beneath his eyes were dark and haunting. He’d lost much
weight over the past year. Sleep did not come easily anymore. Perhaps it was a sign of things to come,
though Mollock did not believe in premonition or any such devilry.
Fenrin shook his head. “What are you talking about? You just arrived a few days ago.”
“Doesn’t matter,” Mollock distractedly replied. His dark brown eyes focused on the night. A glint
of fear danced around the corners of his eyes.
The wind howled; the cry of a thousand wolves. Fenrin shivered. His small plot of land on one of
the surrounding hilltops overlooking the small farming village of Parnus was one of the larger vineyards
in the region. Fields of grape vines filled the gentle slope off his back porch. Frost covered those vines
now, frost and the first hints of winter. A half-moon hung high in the early night sky, shying behind the
stratus clouds.
“Something is going on, tell me,” Fenrin persisted. “This doesn’t sound like you.”
Mollock eyed his friend. They’d known each other for almost four decades; childhood friends in a
way that no amount of time could threaten. This made Mollock more uneasy. He didn’t know how to tell
Fenrin something he himself couldn’t explain.
“It is a feeling. Perhaps just a dream,” he shook his head. “I don’t know.”
Fenrin narrowed his eyes. His curiosity peaked. “What do you dream of?”
“Do you have nightmares, Fenrin?”
He wasn’t sure he liked the direction of conversation; the menace behind Mollock’s tone. “No,
not really.”
Mollock rose and went and stood at the rail of the porch. His eyes scanned the nearby tree line,
watching for things that his mind screamed couldn’t exist. Every shadow haunted him, threatened his life
in a special way known only to the lords of darkness.
“I do.”
Fenrin rocked uneasily in his chair. The strained squeak echoed in the empty night. Dried leaves
scrapped across the porch.
“If I didn’t know you better I would say that you are starting to frighten me, old friend.”
Mollock grimaced. Not even his long years of military service prepared him for this. “You should
be frightened. I am.”
His heart skipped. Fenrin felt his mouth water. Hands shaking, he reached into a pouch and drew
out a long stem pipe. He packed in the tobacco and lit it, drawing deep on the soothing smoke. Fenrin
wasn’t scared. If anything he was confused.
“Mollock, I never heard you speak like this. We’ve been through wars together. How many times
have we stood against the enemy and come out alive?” He exhaled a thick plume of bluish smoke. “None

of what you are saying is making any sense. Come back over here and have a seat. I have some wine
inside. It will ease your mind some.”
Mollock Bolle smiled softly. “You have been a good friend to me, Fenrin and I have wronged
you. I shouldn’t have come here. I cannot say why, but I feel that every moment I stay here threatens you
with danger. I must leave soon.”
“You still haven’t told me why.”
Mollock stared at his friend, his face drawn and severe. “They are coming for me.”
Fenrin’s face paled. He leaned forward. “Who?”
“I don’t know.”
The darkness erupted. A flock of birds fled from the nearby stand of pine trees. Fenrin opened his
mouth in shock, the pipe spilling embers on the old wooden porch. Mollock spun and drew his sword. His
breath came quickly. They watched as a monstrous shadow crashed through the trees, coming closer to
the house. There was no subtlety, no stealth. The creature was unafraid.
Mollock fought the urge to piss on himself. He closed his eyes tight. Not again. The beast roared;
a dreadful wail that withered every tree and plant around it. Its massive bulk easily batted aside trees that
had grown for over a hundred years. Their thickness meant nothing to the raw power exhibited. His
mighty head rose higher than the tallest tree. The air grew rank, fetid. The beast was death, and nothing
on the face of the world could withstand its awesome power.
“What in the name of the gods is that?” Fenrin stammered. His words were pregnant with slowly
realized fear.
Mollock shook his head in denial. He couldn’t believe he had been found so easily. He quickly
regained composure. There would be time enough for chastisement in the future, hopefully. Mollock
sheathed his sword. The weapon would be of no use against a creature of shadow.
“Get back inside and lock your door. Douse the lanterns. This thing won’t bother with you once I
am gone. It is me it’s after.” His voice was hurried, urgent.
Fenrin rose, hand scrambling for his sword as the beast drew closer.
“Damn it man, if you ever listened to me do it now. You cannot fight this. I must run,” Mollock
insisted. The harsh tone of his words broke the beast’s grip on Fenrin. “Gods willing, I will be able to
come back and explain what is happening.”
“And if you don’t?” Fenrin asked.
Mollock grimaced. “Then I am dead.”
Gathering up his back and walking stick, Mollock Bolle moved to the edge of the stairs. He
turned and looked back at his friend. There was much to be said, but he had not the words for it. Instead
he gave a haphazard smile and said, “Winter.”
Fenrin was confused. “What does that mean?
“You asked me what I dream of. I have dreams of winter.”
And with that he was gone, just another shadow in the growing darkness. Fenrin thought to call
after him, to demand an explanation. The beast in the forest cautioned otherwise. Instead Fenrin ran inside
and bolted the door. Every footstep of the beast shook dust from the rafters and threatened to bring the
house down around his head. He hurried to extinguish all the lanterns and candles, silently thankful he
hadn’t built a fire yet. The beast stalked closer. The ground trembled. The air became fetid and rank with
the odors of death. Fenrin vomited in his chamber pot. His heart raced. His hands became sweaty.
And then it too was gone. The nightmare creature of shadow was gone. Fenrin struggled to his
feet and, on shaky legs, ran outside hoping to catch a glimpse of the terror. Rather than finding the beast
he saw a wide swath of destruction from the forest through his vine yards. The world had turned to death
and decay. Fenrin murmured a quick prayer to Aris, goddess of protection and wisdom, for his friend. He
knew Mollock Bolle was a dead man without the help of the gods.

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