Something new to read... Yay!

I started working on something new last night. I've been editig book one and plotting out book two in more detail, as well as doig more research and beginning chapter one. Yesterday, however, I was in the mood for something different. Here's a preview...


I’m deadly. I know that. I know a lot, but that is the only thing I know about myself. I kill—with ease. With more than ease, killing is the closest I get to feeling pleasure. Hell, feel anything.

I’m capable. I am one of a select few that survived. I take care of myself. I have knowledge that no one else does. Yet, I have no idea how I gained the information.

The dichotomies of my personality are astounding. I hunt, fish and trap. I kill, maim and inflict pain when it’s needed. I quilt, garden and darn socks. I can bake a cake over an open fire and know how to remove organs from a person while keeping them alive. I know—lots of terrible, dark things.

Oh, and I’m coveted—by all.