"Cassidy stood up straight atop the disappearing mound of stones, threw back her head and screamed for help, battling the thunder with her voice. She imagined her voice shooting out like bullets, their gunshot echoing all around.
Please, God… Please let somebody hear me…
She called out again, desperately and listened to her own voice echo within her megalithic prison. Cassidy looked down. The water lapped coldly against her feet.
Please let somebody find me before it’s too late."
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Preview of "Thunder Island"
Here is a little snippet from my first ever completed novel, Thunder Island: