Nothing for alarm or rain sorry đ my unposted stuff is a bit thin on the ground at the moment.
Untitled GoldenLace Bonnie and Clyde
âNames Lacey,â Lacey drawled. She smirked. âI suppose you could say, Iâm a fan of your work.â
âNot interested,â Gold said crisply, getting to his feet and striding towards the door, his cane tapping softly on the sticky bar floor.
Upcoming WIP – Nightwalkers
They stepped back from the door, allowing David, Belle and Archie inside. Mitchell Herman turned right into the well-appointed living room. Belle took it in at a glance,
the wood floor, the cream couch and the paintings on the walls. There wasnât a single family photo in the room. Hardcover books and delicate expensive trinkets lined the shelves. This wasnât a family home, this was Mitchell Hermanâs domain.
âWhat do you do Mr. Herman?â Belle asked casually, moving closer to the shelves to peer at the books. They were dry legal texts, all for reference, there wasnât a single fiction book to be seen.