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Bite-Sized Offerings: Short Tales & Legends - W.J. Lundy

Aug
25

Bite-Sized Offerings: Short Tales & Legends

This book is more than a book. All the profit from its sales goes to help pay for the medical expenses and needs of two very special children: Emalee and Mason Henry. And with thirty-four stories as unique as the authors who wrote them, Bite-Sized Offerings is sure to appeal to a wide range of tastes.

What will you find inside these pages? Stories. Short and scary. Delivered to you in small, terrifying bursts, much the way you’d experience each individual room in a haunted house attraction. They were specifically written to be enjoyed by both the not-too-young and old alike. Inside, you’ll see some names you know and some names you don’t. You’ll find horror, drama, and even a few laughs…and zombies. Zombies by the ton. Gnawing, gnashing, stumbling, and staring…Right. At. You. Waiting…for a bite-sized offering. Enjoy!

 

         

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When the riots started and the city began to burn, he made a personal choice to die on the streets fighting, not hiding in his apartment like a coward.

He dug through his hall closet until he found the small canvas bag. Shane left most of his old uniforms in a dumpster when he was discharged from the Army, but he’d kept one. It was worn and battered but still bore all of his patches.

Not the typical clean and pressed uniform that soldiers wore when on garrison duty state side. It was the uniform he’d worn on his last deployment, the one that sent him home with pins in his back and a headache that never went away.

He put on the uniform and stood in front of his bathroom mirror, frowning. His hair was shoulder length; his beard long and unkempt. He barely looked the twenty-eight year old man that he knew he still was. “Damn,” he said, laughing and shaking his head as he undressed, “the Sergeant Major would have my ass.”

Lundy, W.J.. Something To Fight For (Whiskey Tango Foxtrot Book 5) . PHALANX PRESS. Kindle Edition.
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