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I decided to start a Newsletter. It will go out once a month, no more for now, and I promise no spam!
But you will get some of the Questions Of The Day, along with news of coming releases, ...exclusive excerpts, fun contests to join and prizes to win!
So, sign up today, the Inaugural Issue will come out next week! Along with it, a special prize, just for you! You'll have to be signed up to find out what that is, but I promise you, it'll be worth it!
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I decided to start a Newsletter. It will go out once a month, no more for now, and I promise no spam!
But you will get some of the Questions Of The Day, along with news of coming releases, ...exclusive excerpts, fun contests to join and prizes to win!
So, sign up today, the Inaugural Issue will come out next week! Along with it, a special prize, just for you! You'll have to be signed up to find out what that is, but I promise you, it'll be worth it!
https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1abOjiX_K1L_ZGZ6CYP0sVHzkjI_Nwj59_36fs0xwGlU/viewform
Thanks as always for stopping by.
Until next time.
Margaret Taylor
PS: Here's a bit of tastiness in the form of an excerpt...Enjoy!
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Under his fingers, the tuxedo jacket shifted and she spied the dark patch of blood just beginning to spread across the crisp whiteness of his shirt.
Lanni gasped and pushed his hands aside. “You’re injured!”
Arin looked down at the spot and snorted. “It is a scratch.”
She glared up at him. “That could just as easily have gotten infected with all your traipsing through the jungle the last two days.” Taking him by the hand, she dragged him over to the chair and pushed him into it. “Take off your jacket. Let me see it.”
“It is fine,” he argued, unmoving.
Not to be outdone, she yanked the lapels apart and pushed it back. The blood stain was spreading, quickly and it worried her. “Take that off, now,” she commanded.
Not waiting to see if he did, she spun and headed for the bathroom she’d used earlier, hoping to find some sort of first aid kit or other medical supplies. Coming up short, she grabbed the towel she’d used after her shower and returned.
He wasn’t in the library though and she tracked a trail of blood back across the living room to his room. The door was open and she entered without knocking to find him out cold on the floor, his jacket grasped in one hand and his shirt half undone.
“Well, shit…”
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