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MEETING THE MURDERER – From The Khekarian Threat, out now on Amazon.

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“Guess you forgot.” There was a lazy smile in the tone of his response, but Aleisha pivoted in shock at the sound of Sturn’s voice.

She was not expecting this, not expecting him so suddenly there.

He was tall and strong and, yes, the other Khekarian. She hadn’t seen that in her experience, she had thought then the killer was Terran, but this was the same man clearly enough. Same strong physique, same height, same face – goddamn –  same impact of his energy, too. Too forceful, too vital, too much.

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CAGED IN – From The Khekarian Threat, now out on Amazon.

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The door opened to the Khekarian’s hand and her awesome presence was within the room. Filling it immediately. Owning it outright. An assertive and predatory gaze homed in on Aleisha, leaving her feeling suddenly caged in with a ferocious animal, no escape and no chance of any.

On the job, Aleisha realized. A shudder rippled through her flesh.

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DEADLY SERIOUS – From the Khekarian Threat, out now on Amazon.

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One of the women broke away from the activity around the semitrailers and headed in. She was tall and well-toned, dressed like a soldier, wearing the baggy khaki trousers and matching singlet top associated with the military pretty much everywhere. While the outfit and corresponding boots might point to someone playing the part, the belt loaded with equipment denoted something altogether more serious. Aleisha felt her first moment of apprehension.

Her hair was regulation short, almost shaved, but what was there was dark and sleek. It suited her, she had the bone structure and striking facial features to carry it well. Deadly good looks, Aleisha thought, the emphasis perhaps on deadly. The woman looked severe.

Aleisha tuned in to sense what she could, letting her energy expand outwards to gently connect with the stranger. She still hoped the outer image was some kind of display, a pseudo-persona, a toughness to show the world, but it wasn’t softness within that she met, it was a solid wall of vibrant, ruthless energy that blasted outwards with unexpected force.

The presentation was accurate.

No. The presentation was a hint.

Take the soldier, the training, the severity, and multiply that a hundredfold, that’s what was walking towards the office. This woman was all about combat.

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The Flow Begins.

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Sometimes, you just have to do it. Like it or not, you have to sit down, crawl into your notes and write – Anything – Everything – something bridging, something whole or something that’s an outline – you have to push on and get words on the page because from that action, the flow begins.

Sometimes, you really don’t want to, except that you do because if you’re a writer, you’re not complete unless you are writing.

Sometimes, you’ll dodge and weave and do everything you can to escape the call, but you can’t ever really escape because it’s already got you shackled. It’s in your blood. It’s in your every breath. It commands almost every thought.

Eventually you do push on, and always – ALWAYS – you feel better for it. It’s your fix, your release, your song.

More than that, it’s You. It’s your Expression. It’s Who You Are.

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