There are no cars in the Shadow World. No gentle hum of traffic to lull a person to sleep.
The wake-up calls, on the other hand, apparently didn’t discriminate between the mortal and the demonic realm. Lucky me.
My eyes snapped open at the unmistakable dull thunk of a knife embedding itself in my bedpost. I glanced at the silver gleam of the dagger a mere two inches from my head.
A damn fine way to rouse a person and keep them from snoozing all at once.
“Do you plan on throwing yourself off the sill, darling?” I drawled into the inky night the sickly yellow light of the lampposts barely touched. “Or will you get your ass inside already? It’s fucking drafty.”
Shadow World is live at long last! I’m so excited to introduce you to Crina; she was one of the most fun characters ever to work with. Even if circumstances were running her patience thin 😉
Grab your copy from Amazon to join Crina and explore the Shadow World with its (sometimes insufferably hot) denizens.