Genre: Fantasy
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Excerpt: Once Upon A Never: The Fairytale Gone Wrong
Here is a quick little taste (Yes, I do know that it is horribly written. But seriously, give a girl a break!):
“What?!” Loran looked around them, taking in the dirty pieces of garbage that lined the sides of the alley. It was dark, Daryn could just make out the outline of Loran’s body. “Here?! What are we going to do?! Throw cans of Pepsi at them?! Just great! Maybe, we can even cause them to have a concussion!”
Daryn crossed her arms over her chest, raising her eyebrow high. Was he questioning her brilliant plan? It sounded as if he was questioning her brilliant plan. “Precisely, Watson.”
Loran shook his head in amazement. “I fail to see how this will slow them down…”
“Watch and see.” Daryn took out the shaken soda can out of one pocket and the primed gun out of the other. “You any good at shooting? I know that I am not the best. In fact I failed. Apparently, shooting the instructor in the toe was not part of the test. Oops, my mistake.” She shrugged her shoulders, trying to appear innocent.
“Shooting what… the gun?! Are you going to kill the Druids?! I fail to see how, about to explode, Pepsi cans became involved! What are you going to do, kill them and then celebrate their horrific deaths by spraying your self with Pepsi foam?!”
These words created an extremely interesting mental picture and Daryn dwelled on the idea of herself dancing and frolicking though mountains of Pepsi foam. It was a bit hard to see and disappeared quickly, mainly because of the fact that it was very hard to picture Daryn, the messed up young woman that she was, frolicking and dancing.
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