Twisted

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Oh what is there to say
Come Valentine's day?
You bring a dozen blood-red roses
She thinks, Is this how he proposes?

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Oh what is there to say, come Valentine's Day?

[Uvi]

I am thrilled to find this short and sweet review, written by Lindoron, for my book, Twisted:

★★★★★ Beautifully Written

I love finding new authors whose writing draws me in, and "Twisted" certainly is a treasure. This collection of short stories (with some poetry mixed in) was hard to put down. Written in lyrical prose, each story is poignant, and, at times, a bit disturbing. I will definitely be keeping an eye on this author.

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A lovely review for my book, Twisted:

★★★★★ Dark, heartbreaking, tragic..awful but beautiful!
By Jessica Caryn, Verified Purchase
The artistry, unique properties, classic dark with contemporary and fantastic structure.
This collection was reminiscent of playwrights and poets from time past "twisted" with the modern.
Lines from I am What I am.
"He ( Satan) turns to me with a sly look. To my surprise, his smile- even with those sharp fangs - is quite endearing.. His voice is sweet. He must have sung in a choir in his youth, because in some ways, he sounds as pious as my husband." - Job's Wife on a Journey through Hell.
Well done. 5+ stars !

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[Uvi]

✨ Now she embarks on shuffling stuff in the drawer. The hunger grows in me as the clink and the clank rise higher and higher, as spiky and prickly as rage. Finally she digs out a shiny tool and then, snap! She sticks it into the thing, right there between those whiskers.
And with that one blow, the aroma! Ah, tinged with blood, it spreads instantly, all over the place. Is she a killer, I ask myself. Is she is a killer, too?

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Is she is a killer, too?

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Lovely new review for my horror collection, Twisted:

★★★★★ Great stories ByBLon August 22, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase

I loved reading this book. It was a great mixing of fear with a great imagination and what happens to people in the afterlife and tangling with the devil.
I especially liked what was happening in the story of Job and his wife. The stories were all well written and twisted. She has a wonderful mind to create such great stories from what little bit we actually glean from the bible stories. I know I wouldn't want to be in any of her stories. There are four stories in all and each is written so that the person it is about is telling us the story.

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How can I begin to describe it to you? Space was tight. In distress I looked up—perhaps by force of habit—to cry, to say a prayer. Stones, torn roots, autumn leaves, most of them already rotten, even tiny lizards and worms were soaring over us in a big swirl, bouncing from time to time off the walls, and then being blown up and away with a big spit, straight off the top of this thing.

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Tiny lizards and worms were soaring over us in a big swirl

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A short and sweet review. Love it:

★★★★★ Five Stars
By Christina M Castro on September 27, 2016
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This was purchased for my Mom for her birthday. She really likes this book. She can't put it down.

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So many months have passed since I smelled fresh air. Come to think of it, it must have been years since I crossed the threshold, since I stepped outside, into the sunlight, which—as I remember—is so warm, so gloriously magnificent. Yes, it must have been decades since I sunk my paws into the moist ground outside, or lifted my eyes to the blue sky, or chased birds. I remember how, having caught them, I would ruffle their feathers, and lick their throats ever so playfully--

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So many months have passed since I smelled fresh air

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And I hope that somewhere, in her heart of hearts she feels for me when I say, “Look: when I was a little girl I ran up a hill from my house; and across the valley I spotted a pillar of salt. I couldn’t resist coming closer. I stood at her feet, looked up and met the eyes, the empty eyes of Lot’s Wife. And right there and then, seeing the trail of bitter tears running down her neck, I promised myself: I will never let that happen to me--”

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I will never let that happen to me

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From time to time, a slight vibration is transmitted from him. It comes through the coils, in a quiver that pierces me all the way through, right into the deepest parts of my flesh. The sound is, for lack of a better word, metallic. It sings about our pain, about the tension between us. I listen, and so does he. Weakness runs through our limbs, it twists in secret places inside us. He does his best to hold still, bravely maintaining his pose. And so do I.

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I stand here before you, not knowing my name