Title: Curious (3 novels
in 1) by D L Richardson
ISBN: 9781311944474
Book Length: 536 pages
Publisher: self published
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DESCRIPTION/Blurb
Three
full length novels in one supernatural collection.
In THE BIRD WITH
THE BROKEN WING, a guardian angel finds herself trapped in Purgatory with a
young soldier she was assigned to watch over. She knows the terrible secret
that's keeping him trapped in limbo, but can't understand why she's stuck with
him.
In FEEDBACK,
three teenagers receive the organs of deceased CIA agent and inadvertently take
on the task of completing the mission the spy died midway through, that of
deactivating bacteria bombs threatening millions of lives.
In LITTLE RED
GEM, bad advice from a ghost, magic courtesy of an unsuspecting half-sister,
and a televised music talent show see this teen make more of a mess in death
than she ever made in life.
That's over 500
pages of action, drama, adventure, teen issues, and romance in one unputdownable
book.
EXERPTS
Feedback
Excerpt 3
Wanting to
run and actually running were two different things. For many reasons. My legs
were like concrete pylons, numb from sitting on the plastic chair for so long.
The acrid perfume wafted toward me again like an invisible web, trapping me to
the seat. Miss Redkins blocked my exit, and the incessant beep-beep-beep of
her phone from texting the encyclopedia acted like a sensor alarm. I’d never
liked the sense of being trapped.
I nudged
Melanie, and she begrudgingly moved over half an inch. No amount of fresh air
would appease me. I should be the one up on stage, not Katrina.
“Sit where
you can watch me,” Katrina had demanded during breakfast this morning.
“She’s
practiced real hard,” Mom had added, kissing Katrina on the cheek. “She’s
always wanted to be a dancer like her big sister.”
The
spotlight dimmed. I wanted to cheer and applaud Katrina’s tiny feet in first
position, but my heart had sunk to somewhere stinkier than the bottom of the
trash can.
I slid down
into the chair. If I had to be stuck here, at least I’d attempt to shrink into
myself. Hiding behind my fringe would have been a good option, except that
clips held my hair on top of my head. I couldn’t lift up the collar of my
school blazer. It hung in my locker. I might have used the collar of my white
shirt to shield my face from the crowd, but that look was so last year. My
final hope lay in covering my face with my hands, but I doubted I’d be able to
stop the flow of tears if I did.
Why
couldn’t Katrina have been born with a bad kidney? She’d be in the audience and
I’d be the one up there on the stage.
But Katrina
didn’t have a defective kidney. She had a tutu and a dance coach.
Little
Red Gem
Excerpt
3
…“I’d
know if I was dead.”
While
I watched my two best friends walk with arms around each other for emotional
support, I wrestled with accepting Audrey’s version of the story. To do so
meant I was dead. And dead meant I would never again speak with Leo. And there
were so many words left unsaid, so much business left unfinished.
The
final nail in my coffin came when a customer walked out and Audrey pushed me
directly in front of the customer’s path. Instead of bumping into him, I fell
through him, landing on my hands and knees. My skin tingled with pins and
needles from where the body had passed through me. A loud noise filled my ears,
similar to water flowing from a dam. For a split second my vision blurred. Then
I watched in absolute horror as my hands and legs split into millions of tiny
fragments.
Audrey
might have been capable of delving into her mother’s magic bag to produce this
neat trick, but I wasn’t.
I
crawled into the gutter because it seemed the most suitable place for a
reluctant spirit to bawl her eyes out. Audrey was kind enough to sit beside me
with her hand resting on my shoulder; although we were both apparitions the
contact still registered. I forgot about being angry with her and welcomed her
company.
“Okay,
I’ll admit this has been a rather extraordinary morning so you may be right.” I
sniffed back the tears and turned to face her. “How did I die?”
“Your
car slid down an embankment. You weren’t wearing a seat belt. Leo dragged you
out of the car but it was too late.”
I
jumped up. “Leo!”
The Bird with the
Broken Wing
Excerpt 1
“I have a bad
feeling about this, Ben. This is suicide. It’s
also stupid, morally wrong, and pointless. And did I mention suicide?”
Ben wasn’t listening. He was reaching a hand
inside the open neck of his shirt. She’d spent enough time with him to know he
was touching the cross on the necklace that had once belonged to his dad.
“Detached, that’s how you make me feel, Ben.
Like I’m watching your life through a window.”
Striking up an old conversation was hardly
creative, yet the feeling of not belonging with him was just as strong now. She
gave a heavy, audible sigh but Ben wasn’t taking the bait. “A bubble. I live in
a bubble.”
“Relax.” Ben closed his eyes as he sucked up a
deep, dusty red breath like he was meditating on Mars. “Everything will be all
right.”
As well as a chronic worrier and a touch
melodramatic, she was also an eternal optimist. So she looked around in case
she was missing something, but all she saw was proof to the contrary. She, Ben,
and a few hundred others were in a convoy, crossing a desert that appeared to
be empty, yet the drivers had dodged gun and mortar fire since they’d passed
over the border an hour ago.
What this land must have looked like when it’d
been fertile with lush, green trees and wide, blue rivers was hard to imagine,
but she tried. Her eyes had closed for a second when a burst of gunfire to her
right jolted them wide open again.
“We signed up for non-combat jobs, remember?”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Music first captured the creative interest of D L
Richardson. She got her first acoustic guitar at age ten, and in high school
she sang with the school band. When she left school she helped form her own
rock band where she sang lead vocals, played bass guitar, and wrote all the
lyrics.
At age 26 she realized she wanted to write novels
for the rest of her life, or die trying, so she sold her equipment, quit
pursuing a music career and began writing instead. She now have six books
published and is working on an urban fantasy series a second short story
collection.
She lives in Australia on the NSW South Coast
with her husband and dog. When she’s not writing or reading she can be found
practicing her piano, playing the guitar or walking the dog.
She is currently writing a serialised four book
novel and working on a second volume of short stories.
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