11/4/2016 5 Comments Fast Fiction FridayWelcome back to Fast Fiction Friday! Share an excerpt of no more than Fifteen sentences from your family friendly book in the comment section below. Make sure to post a buy link—I want others to find your work! And one last thing…Share this post! If you share, I share, we all share, then we all have our samples read. Excerpt from The Case of the Missing Cross available for 99 cents at Amazon and B&N OR in a boxed set with NINE other stories for 99 cents! (Amazon, B&N, Kobobooks, etc.) Baron of Eure, Fortescue Cunning, hosted the most interesting and entertaining soirees. Miss Magnolia Quinn had attended at least three during the current season. She paused near the dais and scanned the room, looking for — well, she knew not what. Beside her, the musicians tuned their instruments, filling the air with discordant sound. Magnolia caressed her ear sockets as she considered the attendees. Officers just returned from the war filled the hall with their red coats. Young ladies twittered whalebone fans over their exposed décolletage and batted their lashes, winking invitations. Across the room, well out of earshot, Father huddled with his business partners amongst green, waxy-leaved plants. Other guests chatted amicably while lounging on plush velvet settees arranged squarely in the middle of the room. So much for the interesting soiree she’d hoped for. Bored already, Magnolia rolled her eyes and searched for a fern to hide behind. There was little reason to cavort with those in attendance, because she had no intentions of marrying. At nineteen her life spread before her like a blank canvas. The colors waited on a palate to be mixed. The brush– “What a scowl you wear. Thinking of your next world to conquer?”
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11/4/2016 07:26:21 am
Excerpt from The Dragon's Ring by Debra Daugherty
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Excerpt from ALONE
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11/4/2016 10:18:46 am
Sweet Christmas Regency novella: Northern England, December 1822
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11/5/2016 12:21:40 pm
Excerpt from Secret Angel
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11/5/2016 06:02:17 pm
ClaireLee shivered in the snowy night, regretting she had only a cotton gown and thin robe between her and the cold. She leaned against the porch rail near the cabin’s open front door. Daddy had forbid her to stay any longer at Mama’s side. “Not enough room,” he’d said.
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