- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Anne Chowdhury | @TwiAddictAnne
- Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
- Louisa Bacio | @Louisabacio
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
- Mary Decker | @mishmhem
Louisa Bacio | @Louisabacio
George says: It was a great little story, I love the inner thought of having to combat fear and that each challenge represents some form of fear to overcome. The story conveys that fear well and yet the resounding cry of those who went before.
David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
George says: The morning after a party where things just don't seem to feel right. Knew something was up but I loved the ending learning that the Fae may not be as skilled at holding a feast for a werewolf. Well done.
Mary Decker | @mishmhem
George says: Having been on the receiving end and giving end of surprises like this, this tale brought back some great memories of those successes and even those near misses. The tale is fun, briefly tense and ends with a smile.
Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
George says: I was pulled immediately into the scene and felt what the characters had “gone” through. There's some crazy shit happening in town and Carlisle just walked into it. It is well written and tight.
“You had a big scare, Matty.” I hugged his arm.
“A big scare? Shit, woman.” He pulled against my hold until I let go. “A scare is a car crash, or a perp getting the drop on me. A crazy waving a gun. This? This shit was in a league I didn’t know existed.”
“Matt, you know what I do.”
“And I support it, Kel,” he said. “I just never expected to get so up close and personal with—” He shuddered. “How do you sleep?”
“I don’t much.”
His bleak gaze settled on me.
“How do you get up every day and leave your home when you know what’s out there?”
“Same way you do,” I said. “With the exception of not actually having a home. But I only occasionally consider walling myself up in a budget hotel room, Amontillado style.”
“I want to build a doomsday bunker.” He ran his hands over his face. “Stock it with anything I can get my hands on over eighty proof and wait it out.”
“This is nothing you haven’t seen before, Matt. You just got to see it a lot closer this time.”
“He pinned me to that wall there.” His eyes slid left. “But it wasn’t me he wanted.”
“You, Kelly,” he whispered. “He wanted you.”
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