Hevun'S Child

A 32-post collection

Dear Followers:

Once again, I must ask your aid. The book I have coming out this Friday, Hevun’s Ambassador, needs some free advertising. This is the first one that’s actually going to earn me any income.

And this one is really tough, because I can’t write a lot of ad copy without giving massive spoilers.

You may have already seen this pic in my blog:

As well as the link to the book’s page.

Once again, I need buzz.

Especially any positive opinions you may have/had about the first book, Hevun’s Rebel.

This is part 2 of my Biggest Gamble Ever. I need your help.

Please. Generate some buzz. Spread the word. Share the feels. Avoid spoilers.

There were others waiting for the feeding room doors to open when she got there. Large others. Brown-skinned ex-pets from maybe four years...

There were others waiting for the feeding room doors to open when she got there. Large others. Brown-skinned ex-pets from maybe four years ago, when the masters liked the brown-skinned ones to make their places prettier. Sahra slowed. Sometimes thrown-away pets could get mean. Mama said that every skin kind got their turn, sooner or later; and nobody liked going back to the grind when the masters were done. Because being pets was the good life.

One of them noticed her. “

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