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Through the mire affecting his mind, Braxton was aware of something firm and slippery passing over his body, a brief glimpse of bulbous eyes glimmering ebony in the candlelight, and a rubbery countenance painted onto a neckless head.

Hey, folks. Just a quick post to bring fresh eyes to my newly released/soon to be released new novel, set in a weird and horrific version of the wild west.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1...

In the distance, a dark shape moved easily beneath the surface waters of the lake. The duo watched in silence as the thing in the water turned and snaked towards the shallows, creating powerful crests that forced the waters along the bank to slosh ferociously up the shore.

The expressions on the faces of man and boy turned from looks of confusion to stunned disbelief as a dullish-grey figure surfaced from the waves; the sunlight casting silver reflections off the creature’s piscatorial skin as it heaved itself from the water. The lake monster appeared to hesitate when it reached the bank, a momentary pause as it pressed a blunt, though somewhat gator-like tail into the wet dirt; steadying itself on two short but muscular legs before correcting the hunched posture of its thick body.

The thing possessed two rubbery arms that draped lazily by its sides as it turned a stout head in the direction of the watching duo, studying them for a moment before beginning its move away from the shoreline.

Under a Blood Red Sky is available now in paperback, and is slated for an April 18th release on Amazon Kindle. and is priced just .99c/.99p while on pre-order.

“So what say you, Miss Prudence? Would you do me the honour of taking a stroll with me? It’s a fine evening,” Cletus said, removing his hat and stroking his hand through a thicket of greasy black hair.

Prudence turned her palm to the sky before taking a step away from the gunslinger.

“A fine evening, you say? Why, I do believe it’s spotting with rain, Mr. Dolamire. Besides, Papa doesn’t like me spending time alone with men of your ilk. I shouldn’t even be walking the camp at such a late hour.” She moved back a further step, the ripeness of Cletus’ nicotine breath endorsing his general lack of hygiene.

Cletus’ features hardened unpleasantly, and for a moment Prudence wondered if she had spoken out of turn. Then he smiled as the heavens opened.

“Looks like you were right, Miss Prudence. We’re in for a much needed downpour.”

She returned the smile, but then her face hardened when the sound of a woman’s terrified scream erupted from somewhere beyond the edge of the camp.

Paperback launched March 8th.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BXN6NQV3
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0BXN6NQV3

Kindle Launches April 18th. Available for .99c/.99p while on pre-order.
https://www.amazon.com/Under-Blood-Re...
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Under-Blood-...

It was nice to have a woman to press against when he settled beside the camp fire: even when that woman was cold and dead and maggots had eaten her eyes.

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David