Belladonna

      David M. Bachman
Belladonna

He'd done this a few times before. By now, he'd gotten it down to a science - the hunt, the kill, and the alibi. This time was no different than any other. In fact, she was almost making it all too easy for him. She seemed just like all the others before her: ready, willing, and even eager, although what he had in mind for her was not what she expected. However, appearances weren't everything...He'd done this a few times before. By now, he'd gotten it down to a science - the hunt, the kill, and the alibi. This time was no different than any other. In fact, she was almost making it all too easy for him. She seemed just like all the others before her: ready, willing, and even eager, although what he had in mind for her was not what she expected. However, appearances weren't everything. As it turned out, he had never before met a woman like Bella. And he just may never have the luxury - or the misfortune - to ever do so again.
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    Swatted

      David M. Bachman
Swatted

For James, the job was just a job, and an extremely boring one at that. Killing bugs was just another way to help the time pass more easily. It was nothing personal, just another part of the job. At least that was how it had always been before ... until the bugs started to take things a bit personally.For James, working as a security guard in a lonely shack out in the middle of nowhere was just a job. The boredom and tediousness was absolutely mind-numbing. But sleeping on the clock was not an option, and his options for keeping himself entertained were extremely limited. Killing bugs was just another way to help the time pass more easily. It was nothing personal, just another part of the job. At least that was how it had always been before ... until the bugs started to take things a bit personally.
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    Consecration

      David M. Bachman
Consecration

The history behind the two-story farm house in a very remote area near Plains, Kansas was one that Zoey knew all too well, both from what she had learned in her research as well as from her own personal and tragic experience with it. Would she and her friends succeed in cleansing the evil from this site? Or would they only be making a bad situation even worse?The history behind the two-story farm house in a very remote area near Plains, Kansas was one that Zoey knew all too well, both from what she had learned in her research as well as from her own personal and tragic experience with it. Reluctant but determined, she had finally persuaded herself and a few of her twenty-something friends to help her set things right, to give herself a feeling of closure ... and to make sure that no one else would fall victim to this place and the unknown force of evil that inhabited it. It was not a question of whether or not this was the right thing to do, but rather if she would succeed in consecrating this site, or if her efforts would only serve to make a bad situation even worse.
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    Little Miss Mute

      David M. Bachman
Little Miss Mute

In a Prohibition-Era speakeasy in Kansas City, Paul Verconi had been looking for nothing more than a few drinks to soothe his nerves before heading home. However, what came looking for Paul would prove to be even tougher to swallow than the diluted bootleg whiskey swirling in his dirty glass: a drop-dead gorgeous dame that was enigmatic, curiously silent ... and perhaps even dangerous.In Prohibition-Era Kansas City, being a part of the underworld was sometimes both a figurative and literal concept. In an underground speakeasy located just outside of the metropolis, Paul Verconi was already aware of the risks involved in simply being where he was and who he was. On this rainy night, he'd been looking for nothing more than a few drinks to soothe his nerves before heading home. However, what came looking for Paul would prove to be even tougher to swallow than the diluted bootleg whiskey swirling in his dirty glass: a drop-dead gorgeous dame that was enigmatic, curiously silent ... and perhaps even dangerous.
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