Coming back to earth after reminding myself why I signed up for the contest, I got giddy. Looking over the text again, it said to meet tomorrow evening. Fuck! I had to wait that long. Well, this sucks. I was ready to go tonight. I mean, the eerie call really did set things into motion. The husky tone of his gravelly voice, the way he commanded me, and ended the call. So, now what? Do I really have to spend an entire day waiting for my mystery prize? I’m not a very patient person. Ugh, I should just head to bed for the night. That should kill some time. Yet, when I saw the time, I sighed. It was barely 5 o’clock. Great, just great. I had to hang around and do what until tomorrow? Maybe I should work on my manuscript. Yeah, I’ll do that.
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Emily B Rose
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I’m an indie author with a passion for crafting fierce female leads who don’t just survive the darkness—they rise from it stronger, sharper, and a little more dangerous. If you love stories with grit, resilience, and a deliciously dark twist…the darker, the better…you’re in the right place.
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