Run, don’t walk. Explosive things are happening on Amazon!
Okay…maybe that’s a slight oversell.
The wait is over! Dark Perceptions hit the virtual shelves today!
Part of the Mystic’s Carnival Collective, like The Moorigad Dragon, Dark Perceptions takes place at the magical carnival location and even has visits from a few familiar faces. Technically this is a prequel, but is its own story, separate from any other.
Curious for a peek? Check it out. Starting several paragraphs in, from Sara’s point of view…
Since we’d met, I’d come to crave Matt to an almost unbearable level. And yet, I now questioned everything I’d felt. I questioned love and wanting. I questioned the solidarity of relationships. Not that it was Matt’s fault. The blame fell squarely on my parents. They had shown me how quickly perfection could be shattered. Or at least, the perception of perfection. In one short week they had destroyed everything. Our family, our happy home, their union.
Matt’s foot rubbed against mine in one long, slow stroke, and he watched me with tenderness in his gaze.
My face flushed. “What are you looking at?”
His hand drifted toward me, his finger tracing the edge of my hair. “You. I could stare at you for hours. Tell me what’s bothering you. Please talk to me.” His knuckle brushed the curve of my neck.
I bit the inside of my lip and looked away, turning my watchful eyes back to the stars. “My parents are getting a divorce,” I said. I couldn’t have been more glum in my tone, but I hated the thought of a temporary separation, much less a permanent one. My parents had always been the ideal couple―or so it’d seemed. Forever finding comfort in their silence. Never needing constant reassurances of their love.
Matt turned toward me. The metal beneath us popped and groaned. “Damn, Sara. I’m so sorry. That’s tough.” He reached for my hand, pulling it free from beneath my head. “Is there anything I can do?”
“Has anyone in your family gotten a divorce?”
He shook his head. “Nah. But my dad’s been having an affair for almost two years. So I’m no stranger to a messed up family life.”
“An affair? How did you find―?” I twisted to face him and the blanket beneath us shifted, sliding against the metal of the car. Suddenly we were slipping in one quick glide off the hood, just like a kiddie ride. We landed in a dirty heap and a burst of laughter.
Disclaimer: There are thrills, chills, mention of drug use, some bad language, and CLOWNS. Have to put that out there.
Dark Perceptions is part of something larger—Mystic’s Carnival Collective, a collection of stories sharing a common world as written by various authors. For more stories visiting the magical carnival you may look for the published works of fellow author, Kristy K. James, and the soon to come stories from author, Melinda VanLone. Mystic’s Carnival has BIG plans in the works. Keep watch for the fun to begin.
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