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Clint jumped off the front porch and raced across the yard. He sprinted toward the trail through the pines with his heart choking his throat. “If anything has happened to that dog…” He had to block the thought from his mind. He was uncertain of exactly where the shot had come from after Mitzi had…

Silas drained the last of the coffee from his cup and pushed his chair away from the restaurant table. “That is one beast of a storm,” he said across the table to Zack, Cody and Jenna. Raindrops pelted like hail against the diner’s plate-glass window, and flashes of lightning periodically lit up the room with…

The pair of coyotes pursuing the deer were so focused on catching the white-rumped fawn running in front of them that that they did not notice the dog closing in rapidly from behind. The exhausted fawn was blowing hard and beginning to flag, falling farther behind the doe that bound ahead of her. The lead…

Silas McPhee was dead. He just knew that was going to be the outcome of being trapped in his truck with the rattlesnake. Petrified with fear, he sat bolt upright in the truck seat, afraid to move even to take a breath, but he was certain the drumming of his heart alone would surely trigger…

Asburyʼs buck circled a half mile through the dark woods beyond the barn before cautiously looping back toward the Manor. The cut Tylerʼs broadhead had made on the back of its left foreleg, and the shallow slice on its brisket, had stopped bleeding within minutes during the buckʼs initial flight. Several times the buck had…

It’s funny how a simple smell can take you back to a time and place that has been long stored away in the deepest recesses of your mind. One slight trace of some magical odor, and suddenly you are back in that exact place as if it were yesterday. So it was on opening day…

Tyler was frozen, petrified with fear. When his flashlight went out, the darkness of the woods next to Asbury Manor had collapsed over him, surrounding him in impenetrable darkness. He stood, blinded by the night, terrified by the sounds he had heard of something stalking him. A high-grade dose of adrenaline coursed through his veins,…

The fragrant salt breeze off the ocean was pleasant and warm against Tyler’s face. The gentle crash and hiss of waves on the sandy beach was a rhythmic, soothing lullaby. Lying on the beach, Tyler felt completely relaxed, content, peaceful. The bright afternoon sun, however, seemed agitated, shaking vigorously in the sky, growing larger, right…