Nightlights

I have a new novel in progress, a crime-fantasy set in the City of Light and thus full of shadows.  It’s also full of auxilary characters who are giving me trouble by being coolly named (so I can’t arrest them), lovable (so I can’t kill them off) or in the case of the newest one [...]

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Rising Moon

Shadow Connor, the Huntress series
Book 2
 © GL Drummond, 2008-2009
Excerpt:

The phone ringing sort of brought me back to the present. Blinking, I wondered how long I’d been sitting there staring at the wanted poster in front of me without even seeing it. The office door opened, and a familiar, entirely unwelcome scent flowed towards me.
James Wolfe, [...]

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Lasting Echoes

Shadow Connor, the Huntress series
Book 0
Lasting Echoes is a collection of short stories covering Shadow’s past.
© GL Drummond, 2008-2009
Excerpt from The Outcast:

Lubbock, Texas 1958
In the lunchroom, I went through the line and paused, surveying the tables for an empty spot. There was one that no one was sitting at the end of, so I walked [...]

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Feral Intensity: Prologue

Shadow Connor, the Huntress series, Book One. Word Count: 595

© GL Drummond, 2008-2009

Three years ago…

I gave out a yelp of pain as his fist smashed into my face. Dude packed a decent punch, I had to say. I dropped, since that was probably what he meant the punch to cause. I caught another thump on the temple as I went down. Not quite enough to daze me, but I let him think it did. Man, I thought to myself as he yanked my arms behind my back and cuffed me, Maureen’s going to be pissed at me in the morning.

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