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Lola Shaffer woke to the blip sound of a heart monitor. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed. The smell of disinfectant alerted her that was in a hospital and the pain in her chest told her that she was alive. “Shit,” she whispered sighed. After a deep inhale she decided that she wouldn't do that again. The pain in her chest skyrocketed. “Fuck,” she moaned as her eyes fluttered against the overhead light.“Try not to move around too much,” a male voice with an Australian accent sounded from across the room.Lola looked through slit eyes, discovering the source of the voice. The man was over six feet tall and had short-cropped black hair. He was tanned and she could see numerous tattoos along his forearms. When she took a longer look she could
A Mate to Howl For Spirits and Mysteries
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A Mate to Howl For Spirit Fog?
Hope CarsonParadise TexasHope pulled the 1968 Ford pickup truck into a parking lot. It was nearly three in the morning and she had been driving for nearly thirteen hours and was exhausted. She leaned her head to her hands which were still on the steering wheel. “Well, Jenna, what do you say to get a room?” She glanced sideways at the girl. “Or should I just jump in the back like we normally do?”Jenna could not feel heat or cold, not like Hope and the living. So it was not an issue for her. But the protection spell on the truck she could feel. “I think it wise we sleep in the truck until you find out where we are. I can’t see right now. There is a spirit fog here.”“The bed of the truck it is.” Hope pulled a hiker's backpack from the floorboard. Before she left California, Hope had installed a bed liner and protector just in case she needed to sleep in the truck. It had come in handy from time to time on long nights. And the trifold cover offered shade. As she lowered
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A Mate to Howl For Mated
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