Oren (Tales from the Island)

Oren (Tales from the Island)

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by Joleene Naylor
     
 

These stories go between the novels Heart of the Raven and Children of Shadows and may, or may not, make sense if you have not read the accompanying novels.

Katelina finally gets her beach vacation, but it's not all it's cracked up to be. How can it when her companions are vampires? Get ready for book 6 in the Amaranthine series, Children of Shadows, with

Overview

These stories go between the novels Heart of the Raven and Children of Shadows and may, or may not, make sense if you have not read the accompanying novels.

Katelina finally gets her beach vacation, but it's not all it's cracked up to be. How can it when her companions are vampires? Get ready for book 6 in the Amaranthine series, Children of Shadows, with this collection.

Day 3: Haunted by ghosts of the past, Oren's vacation is more torture than pleasure. But perhaps it's time he let some of his old agonies go and tried to shape the life he has left?

Product Details

ISBN-13:
2940045703246
Publisher:
Joleene Naylor
Publication date:
02/14/2014
Series:
Tales from the Island , #3
Sold by:
Smashwords
Format:
NOOK Book
Sales rank:
142,541
File size:
153 KB

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Meet the Author

Joleene Naylor is the author of the glitter-less Amaranthine series, a world where vampires aren’t for children. As a compliment to the novel series, she has also written several short stories, including the Vampire Morsels collection, and has plans for an Amaranthine Encyclopedia. In what little time is left she watches anime and updates her blogs, all from a crooked Victorian house in Villisca, Iowa. Between her husband and her pets, she is never lonely, and should she ever disappear one might look for her on a beach in Tahiti, sipping a tropical drink and wearing a disguise. Ramblings from the Darkness at www.JoleeneNaylor.com You never know what you’ll find in the shadows…..

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Oren (Tales from the Island) 3.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 5 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Goldylox
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
For me, it's an acheivement to write a chapter slow or even sometimes normal-paced! I always find myself speeding up. The story is heavily detailed (a good thing) and you described huge chunks of her life in only one chapter. Can't wait for the next chapter! -Reflections&#9830
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It does seem a bit slow right now. But I'm curious to find the relevance of the title. I do like it.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Alyshia slid out of bed, her quilt tangling around her legs. She squatted there for a moment before rising with a groan. She took a step forward and nearly collapsed onto her face; with a grumble, she freed her legs and threw the blanket back onto her bed. <p> She rubbed the bleariness from her eyes and plodded to the bathroom, goosebumps raising on her arms. She rubbed them, wishing she had something better than a tank top to sleep in. She closed the bathroom door, wincing as it slammed slightly, and proceded to shower and brush. <p> She exited the bathroom, her brown hair dark with water, clinging to her neck, and minimal makeup surrounding her brown eyes. <p> "Alyshia!" He mother called, "Breakfast!" <p> "'Kay, Mama." She mumbled back and hastily threw her school stuff together. She slung the heavy bag onto her shoulder and walked to the table. The bag dropped beside her chair, and her corgi yelped indignantly, nearly squished. <p> "Sorry, Rudy-booty." She apologized and rubbed the dog's head with her socked foot. <p> Rudy sent her a curious glance and sat down, one stubby leg raised as her mother placed a plate of pancakes before her. <p> "Thanks, Mama." She dug into the pancakes, nearly swamping them with maple syrup. <p> "Don't drown them." Her mother warned with a smile. <p> "Meh." Alyshia replied, her mouth too full to reply. She swallowed. "Where's Daddy?" <p> As if on cue, her father walked from the master bedroom, his socks and boots in hand. He walked to the couch and flicked the TV on, perturbed when the weather wasn't on. <p> Alyshia grinned cheekily behind his back at his expression and finished the last of her pancakes. <p> She slipped her boots on, as well as her furry-collared jacket, and put her bag on her shoulders. <p> "Bye, Mama! Bye, Daddy!" She called and opened the door. Her parents echoed the words and she walked out into the frigid winter air. <p> [ Sorry if this chapter seems a little slow. It's my first time writing this type of story and, well, you can't speed Moonday mornings. :) <p> ~ NRM &#22767 ]
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