New Cover and A Free Read – The Living Sand

living-high-resolution

(Thanks James for the Cover: Go On Write)

+

A short story about two boys who discover a hidden beach and the evil deadly secrets that lie within its soft white grains of sand.

4 out of 5 Stars – I like mine with a twist!

4 out of 5 Stars – Creepy tale.

US: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00766SS3M?*Version*=1&*entries*=0

UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00766SS3M?*Version*=1&*entries*=0

AU: http://www.amazon.com.au/gp/product/B00766SS3M?*Version*=1&*entries*=0

CA: http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B00766SS3M?*Version*=1&*entries*=0

Thought I would update some covers of mine. I bought a few, created a few, so I thought I would share a few. And, good news for you guys, these new cover reveals should be accompanied by a free promotion. So, swing on over and grab your copy of The Living Sand today. Enjoy and happy reading.

+

The old man sat on his wooden porch, rocking slowly back and forth in his rocking chair. He watched the waves of the ocean, crashing salty onto the nearby shore as the sun’s light started to die and fade into night. His two grandkids were sitting on the wooden steps of this porch, waiting patiently for his latest tale. He lit his pipe again, and then turned his eyes on them. Ryan and Alex smiled with child-like glee. They loved their granddad’s stories, and to them he was everything.

“This story I am going to tell you boys. I call it The Living Sand. It is a true tale about two boys, both about your age,” he replied, with his old gruff voice, which sounded like sandpaper being rubbed softly across wood.

The boys’ eyes lit up with surprise and fear, as their granddad took a puff on his pipe. The smell of cherries permeated the warm autumn air, as he continued.

“These two adventurous boys had found a hidden cave.” He took another puff on the small brown pipe with the ivory bowl on the end of it, paused, and went back to the story. “The youngest boy, let’s call him Seth and the oldest boy we will call him Junior. They began to dare one another to go in first, each one as scared as the other. Junior, tiring of the chicken game, finally decided to take the flashlight and step into the moss covered entrance to the cave . . .”

Advertisements
Categories: One Writer Ranting | Tags: , , , , , , ,

Post navigation

Comments are closed.

Blog at WordPress.com.

%d bloggers like this: