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Betrayal of Weakness, Book Five of The Legends of Sangue coming soon!

Betrayal of Weakness, Book Five of The Legends of Sangue coming soon!

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Almost thirty-six years after the tragedy of Queen Tancia Catallino’s brutal murder leaves the royal line and rural community of Sangue, Montana lost and hopeless. The Elemental Circle missing a sorceress on the brink of destruction, impending disaster and mass death, the only person prophesized to find her has gone missing. The tiny town of the underworld suddenly comes to light in the normal mortal world and everything begins to fall apart, with no closure to the cherished Queen’s death and the royal line of Sangue open to enemy attack, all sorceric protection failing with the impending Elemental Circle’s demise, nobody knows what to do.

 A surprise visit from the past brings precious new, fragile hope to Sangue, just as the town is attacked and the destruction of the world is all but imminent. It’s anyone’s game, a dangerous game that must be played with utmost caution. Rules have to be broken in the worst ways and old grievances aired, enemies reunited as allies with Sangue and the impossible accomplished before a single chance of survival can be obtained. But can everyone work together peacefully in time to keep tragedy from repeating itself?

Better yet, will the ancient prophecies of Sangue’s survival be fulfilled, the true leader found before all is destroyed and the harrowing sacrifices of the past mean nothing?

Can Sangue’s path to peace finally be restored?

The answer lies within the most shocking of discoveries. And somebody knew the answer all along.

They just haven’t realized it yet.

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-Umberto Eco

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“Partners In Crime”- Conclusion (My Day In A Short Noir)

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No, he couldn’t.

She was never one to fool for such cons, and she made her point by turning him in to the buttons to spend some time behind bars while she ate. It was a peaceful time, but guilt wracked her and she was soon planning a jailbreak. She just couldn’t live with herself if her partner in crime were to spend the rest of the night in the jug… so she came up with the most elaborate plan ever… she opened the baby gate. Once she was done eating, that was.

As expected he was all over her with apologies. Slobbery gestures of remorse and affection, the wanting, the yearning for her approval. “I won’t do it again, babe.” But she wasn’t so sure.

Regardless, she let him into her bed. It was time to sleep.

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“You better not get any wrong ideas, bruno.” She warned him ahead of time. “I gotta sleep, you gotta sleep, it’s just you and I here in this scatter, I ain’t no pro skirt and I don’t intend to be daisy. Keep your tail to yourself and no one has to swing.”

It was agreed then. This mission had been exhausting and they were both just too tired to continue on without the help of a little sleep, not if they intended to finish their mission without getting blipped, blown down, bopped, bumped, chilled, chived, croaked, cut down, drilled, fogged, kicked, knocked, pooped, rubbed, zotzed, or just plain… killed.

They both laid down. But not for long.

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The sleeping femme fatale. She finally dozes off, only to wake moments later to see this staring right in her face, a disconcerting and… dangerous expression on his face.

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It was back and forth between the two. She wanted to sleep, and he wanted to… chew. An arm, a leg, a cushion, it didn’t matter so long as his teeth were occupied. But it wasn’t long before she realized… it did matter. He wanted skin. He wanted flesh. He wanted to… nurse. He was a Puppy, after all.

But it wasn’t long before all her unmet demands and unsuccessful discouragement started turning her disgruntled, dazed, annoyed… angry.

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As all the nibbling and jumping and growling wore on through the night, she began to go from this:

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And she knew she had to do something to put a stop to this mad behavior. It was driving her insane and he knew it. She couldn’t give in, she couldn’t give up, no matter how persuasive, no matter how persistent. She had to persevere but it was just… too difficult.

“Gibbs,” She finally says, “You wanna play?”

“What do you think, doll?”

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It was settled. They began to wrestle, to play, to chew on rawhides together. She knew this wasn’t what the typical partners in crime did but he wasn’t a typical Dog and she wasn’t a typical Ace. They both had pasts, they both had their dirty secrets and strange silhouetted shadows to hide from. She had a fondness of leaning against lampposts, and he had a fondness to piddle on them.

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It was almost like it was… meant to be.

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They finally settle down. It was a strange night, an eccentric night, and certainly unplanned. But isn’t that all life is? One unplanned event after another. It had her shaken… rattled.

No longer were they enemies. She knew then that she could trust that young bruno, and all suspicion was gone. She had to accept his dark side, so long as he understood there were boundaries, certain rules and morals she refused to set aside.

Her shoulder was not a means to feed.

Though accidents will happen. A little blood was shed. Nothing to worry on.

But as with all things in life… there was a twist.

A twist that left her questioning his intentions, her instincts. Was she wrong to trust this Dog so soon?

And before she knew it…

He was back to chewing on her toes.

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And sneaking up on her with slobbery kisses when she wasn’t looking.

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Even… tearing a hole in the back of her last pair of pants (and the skin underneath.)

But she began to realize finally, after spending so many suspenseful hours together.

That was just his way of expressing love.

And who was she to question the affections of a Dog?

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And that’s it. They survived the night and went their separate ways.  Today he goes back into the business, the dirty business where shadows crawl along dark alleys and Poohs better watch their backs or they might get cut down at the earliest opportunity, just for a little scratch.

And as for her… Well, she knows that if they ever cross paths again they’ll pretend they never knew one another. Never been through the dangers that they faced together, never knew the feel of his warm drooling tongue against her face as she slept and his shiny, debonair teeth in her flesh, the happy wagging of his tail and sly ways he seemed to always find a way to get what he wanted. But that was all right by her, for today she can live by those memories.

And tomorrow…

She gets a new pair of pants.

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“Partners In Crime” Episode 4 (My Day In A Short Noir)

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She almost forgot what she was doing… almost. But only because she forgot to reread the previous episode. She was rarely so careless, but present circumstances had her… confused… bedazzled.

That’s right! The storm. The thunder and lightening, so very loud, it would make sneaking back home for dinner not so easy. Because if she was about, that meant other bindle stiffs were walking the streets as well, oblivious to the lightning, oblivious to the… danger.

But Danger… was her middle name.

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Unfortunately, the storm grew so bad all she could do was stand against a lamppost in the fog. But that was just fine, because as we’ve established, she likes standing against lampposts. A lot.

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It didn’t take her long to get her dinner and sneak back inside, where Gibbs waited, expectantly, impatiently. She begged for him to go outside, to see the streets so muddled and full of danger, to understand why it took so long for her return. But he just wouldn’t. “Can’t you see I’m busy, darling?”

Busy. Busy clipping an innocent pillow and giving her pants the chiv like this was some kind of gooseberry lay. She began to wonder if he was a dropper in disguise. Seemed every time she turned around he was bumping off someone else.  It made her wonder if it was all about the scratch, or if he was some kind of conman out for hot iron or possibly a shamus that fell in the game a little too deep.

With that, she could relate.

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It was time to eat now, but all she could think about was this big Dog, trying to get in her lap like she was some kind of tomato or rube, begging for her scraps. But she was no easy mark, she knew his game.  A little too well. “Hey there bruno, what do you think you’re doing? I’m no sap. You can’t take me down that easy.”

Or could he?

*** To Be Continued… ***

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“Partners In Crime” Episode 3 (My Day In A Short Noir)

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So there they were. Just she and Gibbs. It became evident quite quickly that this was not a mission she could afford to fail, nor a job she could turn down. He liked to run, and he jogged at just her pace. This wasn’t a partnership she could easily turn down with a clear conscience, nor one she would even want to. It was time to work together.

Yet still, the question remained… Just how far could she trust him?

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It was a small job, once they’d agreed to work together without ratting one another out to the bulls for past deeds done cheap. No, it was time to move beyond that. It was time for… dinner.

Dinner, you say. Well, she had to admit it was a bit easier for him, being a Dog in his own domain he had his ducks in a row, and what a fine row it was. New to the scene, a steady feeling of unease overcoming her, she began to realize this wasn’t going to be as easy as it looked. She would have to get back into disguise and sneak back into her old district to rustle up some grub, sneak back without the bulls and snitches being the wiser. And she had to do it alone.

It wasn’t anything she hadn’t done before, she was a pro, an ace, she could do it without issue.

Then the storm hit.

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*** To Be Continued… ***

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Introducing Blood of Darkness, Book One of The Legends of Sangue!

Introducing….

Now available on Amazon.com as an ebook for Kindle applications and devices!

To order your copy from Amazon.com for the low price of $2.99 and no shipping costs, click here:

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Where you can download the Kindle app for FREE for your smartphones, ipods, ipads, macs, PCs, and more: http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html?ie=UTF8&docId=1000493771

Thank you so much everybody, from the bottom of my heart! I couldn’t have done this without everyone’s support. It kept me going and kept me confident enough to put forth the effort to get this published, even during times I felt my insecurity might get the better of me. All I had to do was go online and see everyone’s encouraging comments, and it kept me going. So thank you!

I will continue giving frequent updates on:  Blood of Darkness, The Legends of Sangue

And as always, I’ll be continuing to blog as often as I can on: Words of Fantasy

Thank you everyone, and let me know if you’ve bought the book, and what you think of it!

Stacey


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The silliest author (almost) on the market

Well, my friends, I came home from my first day of school and discovered something disconcerting. My book, while approved, was still not listed. Why? This news had me somewhat disgruntled…

I opened up my email to check for anything Amazon may have directed in my direction in explanation as to this new and disturbing development, and discovered…

I failed to list an author on my book.

I discussed with myself about how I may get away with telling them the book has no author, it wrote itself under my direction, but I decided instead of doing the detrimental thing, I would do the right thing, and in my determination I delicately held my fragile temperament and delegated some of my attention to the duty of LISTING AN AUTHOR.

But hey, at least they have not determined my book to be ill-fit for publishing due to any other issue except my silliness.  And even though this sets my publishing date back- yet again- this should be the last 8-12 hour delay.

And yes, I realized I utilized a dump-load of Ds in this post. Because this post is brought to you today by the letter D, for “daft.”

 

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My First Novel to Debut Soon!!

Happy news everyone- Eleven Whole Days until publication of Blood of Darkness!!

I realize that most people would spend months with marketing and coming up with some ingenious plan or contest of some sort before publishing their novel, but I’m on a time constraint, and quite simply- It’s all about wanting to share my novel by now. It’s sat in my mind and on my computer from concept-to-rewrite-to-finish for almost fourteen years now, it’s about time it debuts in the real world now 🙂

So on the 30th of April, my first day of school (being my time constraint) I will be publishing Blood of Darkness on Amazon.com for Kindle, for the low price of $2.99.

My original goal had been to post about half the book on this blog(Blood of Darkness), and I’m not sure I’m going to make it to half before publication, but eventually the posts will end, when the book is for sale, and I’ll just continue writing updates, and continue marketing when I can, in hopes that it’ll take off. If it doesn’t right away, I’m going to be putting more resources into marketing once school is finished. But I just can’t make myself wait another full six months before publishing. I chose April 30th because it feels right.

So I hope those of you who like this novel might consider buying it. Right now my resources will only allow for me to publish on Kindle, so if there are some of you who don’t have an e-reader I am going to be trying to find another way, but keep in mind you can read Kindle books on Ipods and your PC too.

So, despite some setbacks (broken computers and emergencies at work and such) this still feels the very best time to be publishing my novel. We’ll see how it works 🙂 Thank you, everyone, who has already enjoyed what I have posted, and I hope you really may consider buying my novel. While in school, I probably won’t have time to write, but I figure if I put my mind to it, I can get book two edited and at the end of school, I can set up it’s own blog too 🙂 Thank you.

Stacey

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