Anger’s Children is the second book by KD Rose that we’re touring with this month. It’s exciting to tour with a talented author like KD, but even better when we get to tour with two different, yet equally brilliant, titles.
11 July – Books & More
13 July – Lynn Stevens
13 July – Up All Night, Read All Day
14 July – Romance Reviews Today
15 July – Lindsay & Jane’s Views & Reviews
16 July – Paranormal Book Fairy
17 July – Nat’s Book Nook
18 July – Savvy Authors
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Dangerous. Risqué. A catch. There’s always a catch.
Three tales that will blow your mind.
From Under The Shadow of Wings
She had come to collect. All the places she had been before. All the places she had died. They had died. She could hear them all now. All her dead relatives. She came back to collect what was hers. What was theirs. She came back to kick some ass. She had already won. She had just come back to collect.
Playing the fate cards so fast, she caused pieces of past and future to fly by, appearing and disappearing. The onlookers—family—in her head were dizzy and not quite sure where to step.
While all of this was going on in her head, she sat in the bar of an airport, waiting for the red-eye. Her drink was Chardonnay. Next to her was a man dressed to be noticed. She guessed that with slicked-back hair and a model’s face, he was probably doing his best to feign nonchalance. He has those big, brown eyes—the ones that look at you and implore. Or seduce. Which one is he? Inside she heard her dead relatives bickering. Is he going to be the one?
They each had food and were waiting for their tab.
He finally looked at her and spoke. “I hate being held hostage by bad waiters, don’t you?” He smiled, white teeth gleaming.
She looked him over. His ticket stuck out from his jacket pocket. He would be on the same plane as her.
“Unless they’re very bad,” she said with a smirk.
His red face showed that he was unprepared for her forwardness, but instead of backing down, he struck. He seemed to have recovered his confidence. “There’s no time lonelier than the night, baby,” he said, looking at her like fresh meat. She hadn’t controlled her body well enough. She knew her pupils had dilated at him and bet he noticed it too. He was that kind of guy.
She could hear her dead relatives. My tongue is in your ear washing grime, endless grime, off our face and hands. And the insects crawl around for their share of dead skin flakes.
Kat smiled but paid the tab she had finally been given and got up. Walking over to the elevator, she hit the down button and didn’t look back.
K.D. Rose is a poet and author who currently has published “Heavy Bags of Soul”, “Inside Sorrow”, “I AM”, “Erasing: Shadows”, “Anger’s Children: Three Shorts That Will Blow Your Mind”, “A Taste for Mystery: Two Novellas” and “The Brevity of Twit”.
Her poetry has been published in Candlelit Journal, the Voices Project, and showcased in the Tophat Raven Art and Literary Magazine. K.D.’s book, Inside Sorrow won the Readers Favorite 2013 international Silver Medal for Poetry.
K.D. has an eclectic mind and loves language, physics, philosophy, photography, design, art, writing, symbolism, semiotics, spirituality, and Dr. Who. KD Rose is an avid supporter of music, the arts, cutting edge science, technology, and creativity in all forms.
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