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“Thank you, Mémère Alysse. For the stories, for the home that saved me, and for showing me that the deepest, most potent magic is always the truest love.”
Alexis Marie LaRue, The Thirteen Days of Bayou Frights
“It was scary, yes," she conceded, the initial chill of the fear finally dissolving. “But standing here now, knowing the effort, the planning, the sheer theatrical devotion involved... it was also, dare I say it, magnificent, in a way. I’m honestly, truly flattered. You gave me the Halloween of my dreams, even if it nearly sent me to the ER… or a psych ward.”
Alexis Marie LaRue, The Thirteen Days of Bayou Frights
“As they dropped their worn duffel bags with satisfying thuds onto the rough-hewn floorboards, Beau turned to Evie. The lamplight, casting dancing shadows on the walls, caught the mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "Since it’s not just us tonight, darlin’," he murmured, his voice a low, resonant rumble that seemed to vibrate in the quiet space, "how about you and I share the bed?" A delicate blush, like a shy dawn, crept up Evie’s neck, but she met his gaze, a silent conversation passing between them, a reaffirmation of their unspoken intimacy.”
Alexis Marie LaRue, The Thirteen Days of Bayou Frights
“Look, whoever it is must be planning an elaborate countdown to Halloween,” Remy deduced, leaning back in his chair, his eyes bright with amusement. “Thirteen days, thirteen scares. The Rougarou is just the opener. You’ll probably get something lame like ‘Two bats’ tomorrow.”
Alexis Marie LaRue, The Thirteen Days of Bayou Frights
“Beside it lay a stiff piece of high-quality parchment paper. Evie’s fingers, hesitant, reached for the note. The paper was unnaturally cold to the touch. Unfolding it slowly, a profound silence fell over the kitchen as she read the peculiar, almost musical verse aloud.

“On the first eerie night of the 13 days to Halloween, my true fright gave to me: A Rougarou by a cypress tree!”
Alexis Marie LaRue, The Thirteen Days of Bayou Frights