Release Date: June
5, 2014
Description: No matter what world you call home, or what your station in life, there are just some paths that weren't meant to be tread.
Maronda’s Quest by Christy Thomas
Mexmur, the Huntress by Anna Simpson
Entrance of Lost Souls by Echo Shea
Where Once were Hearts by Havva Murat
Ordinary World by Laurie Treacy
The Lunatic Queen by Michael Siciliano
Description: No matter what world you call home, or what your station in life, there are just some paths that weren't meant to be tread.
Maronda’s Quest by Christy Thomas
Mexmur, the Huntress by Anna Simpson
Entrance of Lost Souls by Echo Shea
Where Once were Hearts by Havva Murat
Ordinary World by Laurie Treacy
The Lunatic Queen by Michael Siciliano
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Where
Once Were Hearts - Havva Murat
Bartholomew noticed an elbow sticking out
from the chair closest to him, but could not see who sat within. “Cousin
Horatio? It is I, Bartholomew Battlesby, son of your cousin, Martha.” He moved
toward the chair. Reaching out with tentative fingers, he grasped the elbow,
shocked at the chill emanating from the arm he’d latched onto. His stomach
churned as he peered around the side of the seat.
A squawk burst from him as he met the
frozen, and very dead gaze, of his estranged cousin.
“Good lord…” he wheezed, as his eyes fell
upon the gaping, but very precise hole in the old man’s chest where once his
heart had been. Bartholomew could not move as he drank in the features of the
dead face.
The nose was the same as his mother’s and
accordingly the same as his very own. He ran his fingers over his own, to make
sure it was still the same. The eyebrows, slanted and forming a right angle at
the end, were unmistakably Grimsby eyebrows. But, the body was in some strange
state of suspension – neither rotting, nor giving off any smell.
Bartholomew sensed he’d stumbled on no
simple country manor.
“What foul business is this?” He felt the
bile rising in his throat, and as he raised his handkerchief to cover his
mouth, he was suddenly hit across the back of the head. He slumped across the
knees of his dead cousin and the world went dark.
About Havva
Murat
Havva Murat is
a writer and escape artist with a passion for stories of the fantastical and
romantic, who often hides herself away, competently blocking out the repeated
calling of her name just so she can read a few more precious pages of the book
on her night stand, or finish writing that troublesome scene.
Her other passions include meditation, photography, researching mythology, ancient history and the Victorian era, and creating stained glass pieces to fill her cottage which is about to sink into the earth. You can follow her author page on Facebook or find her tweeting @MsHavvaMurat.
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Her other passions include meditation, photography, researching mythology, ancient history and the Victorian era, and creating stained glass pieces to fill her cottage which is about to sink into the earth. You can follow her author page on Facebook or find her tweeting @MsHavvaMurat.
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Havva-Murat-Author/441517182597916
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MsHavvaMurat
Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/mshavvamurat/
Goodreads Author Page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6981309.Havva_Murat
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