by R C Barnes
The box wasn’t locked. She opened it and a metallic gunpowder smell hit her nostrils. Shelby’s eyes widened in astonishment. Lying on top of purple velvet padding was the prettiest gun she had ever seen.
This gun was sweet and small and pink. There was a raspberry hue to the gun’s body with shimmery flashes of turquoise. Shelby lifted the weapon from its velvet bed and held it in her hand. Amazement radiated through Shelby. It felt like a warm glow grasping her soul. The gun was a perfect fit as her fingers wrapped the handle. When she turned it around, the iridescent shine flashed like a rainbow.
Learn what Shelby does with the pretty little gun.
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RIVERDOGS
A gripping tale of devastating BETRAYAL
Steve Kelly wanted to get high in the woods. He argued it was the best place because you didn’t have to worry about the police blinding you with their flashlights or thugs rolling you while you were zoned out. Conrad didn’t enjoy going in the woods. He especially didn’t like going in the woods by the Maumee River. The place smelled like sewage, and the mosquitoes were ruthless. But there was also something else. “What about the Riverdogs?” he asked Steve.
Were the Riverdogs just an urban legend?
PREDATORS ALWAYS GO AFTER THE WEAKEST ONE.
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