Treat: Witching Hour

                                                               For all those lovely Kindle fans out there, After the Fall: Witching Hour is available early… click the cover for the link.
A bit of background: the Mistress of the AtF Universe said a particular alien species did not come in shades of grey, despite our insubordinate attempts to paint our characters that way.  Ha!  She should have [...]

Still Falling

Soon – very soon – Before the Fall will be available for purchase, my first ever space opera. With six-foot felinoids and catmint … yes, it’s one of those stories.
It also features the Winterlark and that was a surprise. She originally arrived on the page/screen thanks to a Blue Room competition requring the key words: [...]

After the Fall: Tria’s Tale (excerpt)

In 2078, Earth was invaded. After the Fall tells the stories of that time.
 © GL Drummond, 2008-2009
Excerpt:
The Journal of Katria Stevens
I was thirteen the day the world as we knew it ended. The day the aliens invaded.
I suppose I was fortunate, in that both my parents were employed by the government. The public was fed [...]

outlaw love will never bind

Or will it? Thinking about Flax Sharpe and Damascena from WIP Seventy Percent, I’m pretty sure it does. Then add Morganetti to the mix and things become fascinating. I miss this project; it’s moved down the list due to a few pushy novels demanding more attention. There’s something about it though, something more than Flax’s [...]

AtF: Hunter’s Edge Excerpt 1

© GL Drummond, 2008, All Rights Reserved

Earth, 2078

Two weeks after the Drac invasion began

Twelve year old Linzi Throckmorton ran for the barn like her mother had told her to. Inside, she climbed the half wall of her horse’s stall and from it, onto his back. Nudging the bay gelding over to the door and grabbing a handful of his coarse mane, the child leaned to open it.

Tracer stepped out into the breezeway with a soft snort. Tightening her legs and gathering a second handful of mane, Linzi quickly urged him out of the barn. Tracer took two steps before breaking into a lope. Clear of the barn, she urged him into a gallop.

‘Go to Mr. Peters’ place’ her momma had told her while pushing her out the back door. ‘Stay there.’