Paranormal Horror Romance
Word Count:  11K
$1.99 e / $7.50 p / $6.04 a


With the cold weather quickly setting in, Lark is trying to ensure she has what she needs to make it through another bone-chilling winter in the cabin in the woods, but something has decided to pay her a visit. The question is, who? Or better yet, what?

There is a human invading his sanctuary, and he is determined to get rid of her. Humans in the past have left of their own accord, but not without a threat from him. However, this one is proving difficult. But she’ll go. One way or another, he will make her.

The thing is demanding that Lark leave, but she has nowhere to go. No one who cares.  So she's determined to stand her ground.

After all, what does she have to lose, besides her life? 

Warning! Contains little dolls, loneliness, trespassing, lots and lots of mud, and discovering that what was thought to be a threat was really a blessing.





              The thing grunted a little louder. Then it started to sniff her. A soft growl warned her of danger.

            She glanced over at the knife lying less than a foot away from her hand. Without thinking about the possible repercussions, she snatched up the weapon and whirled around, raising her arm to slash at whatever had snuck up on

            Nothing was there.

            Relief washed through her, but she couldn’t let her guard down. Not until she was certain the threat was gone. Her first thought was that an animal, possibly a bear, had ventured into the cabin while she was gone to the stream. Maybe it had fallen asleep, thinking this place would make an excellent den for it to hibernate inside, which was why she’d missed seeing it when she’d come inside. But the familiar scent of any wild creature eluded her.

            It was getting dark. She needed to light a fire in the cast iron stove, which would frighten away most of the creatures. It didn’t take her long to get one going. The dried leaves she’d gathered earlier and kept in a bowl for kindling were perfect for the flint and iron she used to strike sparks. Once she had sufficient flames, she piled on the twigs and small limbs. A quick check assured her she had enough wood gathered inside to keep the stove going most of the night.

            Going over the other side of the room, she retrieved the candle from where she’d left it on the small bedside table. Taking it back to the stove, she lit it and set it on the counter.

            The flame wavered, then went out.

            No, the flame was puffed out. She felt the air travel across her arm before the light bent away from the gust and was extinguished. Turning around, she stared into the encroaching darkness.

            “All right. Whoever you are, make yourself known or get the hell out of here.”

Review by Mary Dean, Rabid Readers Book Blog

This was a dark tale and I loved it. We have a supernatural predator and Lark, a woman who is a lone and doesn't have much. She is a threat to this being. Lark will fight for all she has. But soon Lark starts to understand this evil threat and a side of herself is unleashed she never knew was there. Dark Romance fans, this is a must read. It's quick and I really wanted more. The ending I didn't see coming. This narrator did a great job telling this tale. Really added to the element of horror.
                    Five out of five stars!