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Title:
Wilhelmina and the Willamette Wig Factory
Author:
Whitney Dineen
Genre:
Middle Grade / Paranormal Mystery
Wilhelmina and
the Willamette Wig Factory is Book 1 in the Willy and Tommy Adventure Series.
Wilhelmina Snodgrass and her family move to the Willamette Valley, Oregon,
against her express wishes. Not only is she sure her life is over, but she's
convinced she won't make any friends. That is until she meets her eccentric
blue-haired neighbor, Thomasina Andretti. Willy and Tommy become involved in a
s conspiracy to reopen The Willamette Wig Factory, with their unsuspecting
friend, Georgianna Carbunkle. The plot, however, is orchestrated by three of
Willy's ancestor's, from beyond the grave. Scrapes, mishaps and the unforeseen
occur; including becoming sworn enemies with Tiffany Peterson, the most popular
girl in the seventh- grade, a crush on super-stud, Jamie Armstrong and a
mysterious carousel. Willy and Tommy have it all-mystery, revenge and romance.
Monteith, Oregon, becomes the stage for adventure beyond their wildest dreams!
Author Bio
While attending the University of Illinois in Chicago, Whitney
Dineen was discovered by a local modeling agent and began an unexpected career
as a plus-size Ford model. She modeled in New York City before moving to Los
Angeles with her husband.
When she wasn’t modeling, she was in the kitchen, baking delights to share
with friends. Soon, her friends began asking her to send baskets of her
wonderful candies and cookies to business associates, agents and production
studios. Word spread like wildfire, and the rest, as they say, is history. Whitney’s
sensational creations are still in great demand by her loyal celebrity
clientele.
During “The Hollywood Years,” Whitney was bitten by the writing bug
and started creating characters that are inspired by strong women with a great
sense of humor.
In addition to her love of chick-lit, Whitney has also written a series
of adventure books for middle readers The first of which, Wilhelmina and
the Willamette Wig Factory, is now available.
Whitney and her husband, Jimmy, have recently relocated to the beautiful
Pacific Northwest to raise their children, chickens and organic vegetables.
Cautiously the two girls finally climbed up the
fire escape. They stopped at the first landing and
peeked through the
second-floor window. All they saw was old factory equipment. Then, even more
nervously, they continued up to the third floor. They stopped on the landing to
catch their breath and that’s when they heard the music. Clinging together,
they looked through the window. What they saw nearly caused them both to fall
over. The room they were looking at was a very lovely Victorian parlor. There
were three people in the room; a beautiful lady about her mom’s age and twvo
girls about her and Tommy’s age.
Aurelia looked out the window and saw the girls.
With a big smile on her face she greeted, “Willy, Tommy, come in! We’ve been
expecting you.”
Great, Willy thought. They were expected by ghosts.
The Willamette Valley was proving not to be a normal place.
Review:
This is darling book
about accepting yourself for who you are wrapped in a funny, and poingent
story.
I give this book 5 out of 5 clouds.
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Murder Run by Shelly Frome:
Publisher: Sunbury Press (August 15, 2015)
Category: Mystery, Detective, Amateur Sleuth, Crime
Tour Date: Oct & Nov, 2015
ISBN: 978-1620066164
Available in: Print & ebook,
244 Pages
Murder Run centers on Jed Cooper, a wayward handyman grappling with the untimely death of his employer, a fragile choreographer who secluded herself in the Litchfield Hills.
As the fallout mounts, the reader is taken to various locales in and around Manhattan, an escapade in Miami Springs and back again to the Connecticut hill country until this twisty conundrum finally plays itself out.
Praise for 'Twilight Of the Drifter' by Shelly Frome:
"This is a thoughtful, careful study of the south in a way that makes a time and a place come alive. One thing I liked especially about it is the dialogue and the pacing of the narrative. Frome is writing from deep understanding and with a skill that is enviable. A good mystery from a good writer."-Lee Jacobus, LeeJacobus.com
"Rich in southern history and mystery."- Patricia Gligor, Author of 'Mixed Messages' & 'Desperate Deeds'
"Shelly Frome's southern fried literary characters in "Twilight of the Drifer" haunt the reader like a stirring and heartfelt Blues song.
This crime story loses no time in transporting the reader into the dark underbelly of the gritty world of the Missisippi Delta. Mr. Frome's vivid and picturesque use of description paints one unforgettable reading experience."- Gerry Corn, Amazon Reviewer
Praise for 'Tinseltown Riff' by Shelly Frome:
"Capture Real Energy Reading This Fast Moving and Intriguing Book!"- Jo-Anne Vandermeulen, Author of ' Conquer All Obstacles'
"Tinseltown Riff by Shelly Frome took me on a trip through the movie industry that was a surprise and a lot of fun. Not your typical Hollywood story. On this wild ride through the industry, you'll be watching over Ben's shoulder as he does his best to make it in the Big Time, only to trip and fall, time and time again. I recommend this story to readers looking to get away from it all, who are looking for an adventure, and who want to be entertained."- A. McGraw,
Amazon Reviewer
"Tinseltown Riff is an amazing collage of false and failed people trying to make it in the superficial atmosphere of Hollywood. Caught in their own world of make believe the oddball characters shuffle the deck and don't always come up with a full one. Scam artists feast on the likes of Ben trying to draw his way back into the movie world, and failed actresses trying to recreate themselves. Add in a hit man from the Vegas mob on the prowl for lost drugs, records and money. This unusual mix
of offbeat characters makes for entertaining reading and intrigue."-
Julian Stuart Haber, Author, 'A Nail In The Body of Christ' and 'Blood Avenger'
About Shelly Frome:
Shelly Frome is a member of Mystery Writers of America, a professor of dramatic arts emeritus at the University of Connecticut, a former professional actor, a writer of crime novels and books on theater and film. He is also the film columnist for Southern Writers Magazine.
His fiction includes Sun Dance for Andy Horn, Lilac Moon, Twilight of the Drifter and Tinseltown Riff. Among his works of non-fiction are The Actors Studio and texts on the art and craft of screenwriting and writing for the stage.
Murder Run is his latest foray into the world of mystery/crime and the amateur sleuth. He lives in Black Mountain, North Carolina.
Website: http://www.shellyfrome.com/
Facebook:https://www.facebook.com/shellyfrome
Twitter: https://twitter.com/shellyFrome
Twisty murder story about a hard luck drifter who makes friends with a woman with issues of her own. The finds out that everything is connected to his past in a strange twist. Despite having no clue he manages to solve the case.
I give this story 3.5 out of 5 clouds.
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(As the Blushing Death, Dahlia Sabin has overcome much to be
with the men she loves but attempting to settle into a new life and juggling
two Alpha males isn’t easy, and the strain is starting to show. As the stakes
become higher with each new threat, their growing power and Dahlia’s magical ability
can’t be ignored by the vampire ruling council.
As bodies start piling up around Columbus and a dark magic
makes its presence known, a high-ranking vampire board member invades Dahlia’s
territory. A threat? A spy? Isidro’s dark eyes and intentions are dangerous.
With the world closing in around them and the threat to their very existence
growing, Dahlia, Patrick, and Dean move to solidify their magical bonds. But
Baba Yaga wants her due and has plans for Dahlia all her own. Dahlia may be
able to survive an army of zombies, but can she out strategize a millennia-old
witch and survive with everyone intact?)
EXERPT
The car reeked of fear, filling his
nostrils with the savory scent and making his mouth water. The dead man in the
truck was still too fresh to reek of death to any human senses but the faint
odor of decomposition filtered through the vents, tickling the hairs inside his
nose. The woman, bound and gagged behind him, had finally stopped thrashing and
sobbing, probably from exhaustion. Thankful for the peace and quiet, he’d
almost killed her just to stop her whimpering. But it was too soon and his need
of a live body had been the only thing to stay his hand.
Across the street, a soft blue light from
the flat screen television flickered through the oversized picture window. With
a perfect view inside her home, he watched the two of them, snug on the sofa as
if they were any normal couple watching an old black and white movie. The
Blushing Death lay back with her feet draped over the large, bald Alpha
werewolf’s lap. She was laughing as the man stroked her long legs. If he
listened hard enough, he could almost hear the ring of the Blushing Death’s
laughter through the double paned windows.
“She seems happy,” he said. Lounging back
in the driver’s seat, he twisted his hands over the steering wheel. He’d been
watching her since coming into the city three nights ago. She was rarely alone
and floated between the Werewolf Pack and the Vampire Colony with an ease that
was astounding and unprecedented. She was also guarded constantly by both,
making it impossible for him to get close to her. A change of plan was in
order.
As he watched the light flicker across her
face, a plan formed in his mind, to put them all on edge, taunting and baiting
them all to finish her alone. Only after the Blushing Death’s demise could he
deal with Patrick and present his gift to his master. An apology of sorts. The
dog, however, was of no consequence and no value. A quick and easy death would
be best.
The soft roar of an engine rumbled behind
him, drawing his attention away from the happy scene through the window.
Parking at the curb, a black town car purred, idling. A tall man with jet black
hair, more beautiful than handsome, stepped from the front seat and opened the
back passenger side door. A second man in a tailored suit, exited the back of
the car and unbuttoned his suit jacket. Both men made him take a second look
and he licked his lips with the sudden rush of desire that throbbed through his
groin. It had been too long since he’d tasted flesh, felt true pleasure.
“Nova, I’ll not return to the mansion
tonight. Please alert Alex,” the suited vampire said.
“Yes, my Liege,” the pretty vampire
replied, bowing to the other man from the waist.
Patrick Cavanaugh strode from the car as
the delicious vampire closed the door behind him and got back in the car,
finally driving away. Cavanaugh was left alone on the sidewalk. Logan could
kill him now before anyone in the house even knew what happened. But his orders
were to send a message, not just to Patrick but to all the territorial Masters.
Insubordination or a coup would not be tolerated and Patrick Cavanaugh was
teetering dangerously on the edge of both.
He had to kill the Blushing Death first,
make an example of her, of all of them. His master wanted their deaths to be
bloody and public so none would oppose the establishment again. He’d promised
to make Patrick Cavanaugh suffer. And suffer he would.
Cavanaugh strode into the house and slung
his suit jacket across the back of the loveseat. The Blushing Death sat up,
leaving her legs across the dog’s lap and Cavanaugh slid in behind her.
Envy burned like a fire in his gut. No one
should be that happy, especially a vampire, and not the Blushing Death. A growl
rippled through the small space of the car and he realized the sound had come
from him.
“Pleezz,” the woman in the back seat
whimpered around the gag in her mouth. The fear forcing her blood to race made
his fangs throb with hunger. The sound of her anguish relaxed his nerves as the
urge to kill all three in a jealous wash of blood fell away. He had a job to do
and would prove to his Master he was worth having again. A smile crept across
his features, curling his lips into a sneer. He glanced back at the woman in
the rearview mirror and met her wide, shining eyes.
“You have a date with a friend of mine,”
he snarled, turning the key in the ignition. The engine fired up and he pulled
away from the curb. The woman in the backseat struggled, kicking, and thrashing
against her bonds. “The more you struggle, the hungrier I get,” he laughed and
turned up the radio, whistling along with the melody drowning out the sounds of
her blubbering.
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
Suzanne M. Sabol is the author of Urban Fantasy and
Paranormal Romance. She has been writing from the age of 16 when she finished
her first full length novel. She is married to her wonderful husband, Ross, Who
makes sure her books don’t have too much gore...trust me, there could be
more...and lives in a “Slanty Shanty” in Columbus Ohio.
Finally a shifter/vampire book I can get
behind. None of this wolf or vampire
decision, both. The Blushing Death, as
Delila is known, finally gets her wolf and vamp both. And bonding between the three of them gives
more power than they expected.
This is a great story in this series. While I have not read the other books in the
series, I was able to follow the plot.
And this book is hot.
I give this book 4 out of 5 clouds and a chili
pepper rating of 7, some explicit scenes.
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Genre: Young Adult, Contemporary, Mystery, Thriller, Fiction
Synopsis:
The sequel to TRUST ME, I’M LYING
Staying out of trouble isn’t possible for Julep Dupree. She has managed not to get kicked out of her private school, even though everyone knows she’s responsible for taking down a human-trafficking mob boss—and getting St. Agatha’s golden-boy Tyler killed in the process. Running cons holds her guilty conscience at bay, but unfortunately, someone wants Julep to pay for her mistakes . . . with her life.
Against her better judgment, Julep takes a shady case that requires her to infiltrate a secretive organization that her long-gone mother and the enigmatic blue fairy may be connected to. Her best friend, Sam, isn’t around to stop her, and Dani, her one true confidante, happens to be a nineteen-year-old mob enforcer whose moral compass is as questionable as Julep’s. But there’s not much time to worry about right and wrong—or to save your falling heart—when there’s a contract on your head.
Murders, heists, secrets and lies, hit men and hidden identities . . . If Julep doesn’t watch her back, it’s her funeral. No lie.
The Ukranian Connection:
She falls silent for a moment, thinking. "In Kharkiv, a group of us orphans lived in an underground maintenance area for the city heating system. Lots of pipes that steamed, kept us warm in winter."
Holy crap. This is a happy story? I keep my mouth shut, though. This is the first time Dani's ever actually talked about her past.
"One day, Tatyana—she was six or seven then—came through the manhole carrying a bedraggled cat. It had only one eye and a chunk out of its ear. The fur was patchy and covered in so much grime we could not tell what color it was. The cat took one look at us skinny gutter rats and thought it was about to get eaten. It clawed free of Tatyana's arms but couldn't figure out how to get back through the manhole, so it flew around our shelter, bouncing off kids and pipes and yowling at the top of its lungs. We were all scrambling trying to catch it and throw it out before it drew militsiya attention. Mykola finally forced it out. He was covered in scratches, but he was the hero for the day, so he got the largest portion of food. Poor Tatyana. We teased her about it for months afterward."
I laugh. I can't help it. It's a horrible thought, Dani as a child living underground in a post-Soviet concrete jungle, dodging cops and scrounging for food, but the mental image of a bunch of kids hopping around trying to catch a cat that's gone nuclear is like something out of a sitcom.
"Did it ever come back?" I ask.
"The cat?" Dani says, smiling enough to actually show teeth. "No. But Tatyana couldn't help herself when it came to animals. She was always dragging in some poor unfortunate creature with a limp or when it was zero degrees outside. Sort of like you."
When I set out to write the Trust Me series, I had no idea what I was getting into. I didn't do anything in the way of outlining, so I just went with whatever answer came to mind while I was writing the scene. What is Julep's main goal in the story? Find her missing father! Why is he missing? He was kidnapped by the mob! Why was he kidnapped by the mob? He was trying to help victims of human trafficking! …
And then I fell down a rabbit hole of information about human trafficking and immigration and law enforcement and orphans. The orphans in particular stuck with me. According to the World Orphan Project, the Ukraine has over 100,000 orphans, 90% of whom are orphaned for social reasons, such as alcoholism, abandonment, or incarceration of parents. Many of them have experienced significant abuse. These orphans typically grow up in state-run orphanages of over 200 kids. Many kids run away, preferring to live on the streets. Either way, far too many of them end up in prostitution or become criminals.
These facts are only exacerbated by the recent political crisis in the Ukraine that has, as of this writing, left about 8,000 people dead. At the heart of the political unrest is the struggling economy, and the Ukraine's previous leadership's unpopular decision to suspend talks with the European Union, which many felt would have opened the doors to economic growth. As of this writing, military movements have been made that suggest a potential end to the war. But as we all know, healing from war takes far longer than war itself. Unicef estimates that there may be as many as 160,000 street children in the Ukraine, struggling to survive in -30 degrees Celsius in winter, living in tunnels and abandoned warehouses. The conditions they subsist in are deplorable, and yet they prefer it to their other options, including living at home with their parents, who may be abusive or alcoholic, or may simply not want them.
Many of these street children are addicted to sniffing glue and other drugs, and they steal to stay alive. It's amazing to me that any of them make it out of such conditions, but some of them do. Some of them are lucky enough to find temporary foster homes or even permanent adoptive parents. I liked reading those stories. It helped me get through the rest of it. In developing Dani's backstory, I learned a lot about her and how I wanted to portray her—single-minded, doggedly determined, loyal to a fault, and decisive without much in the way of doubt or regret. She acts, and then she deals with the consequences. She has an intrinsic sense of justice that is part of the fabric of her being. I think that quality alone would have helped her survive, and eventually escape, the streets of Kharkiv.
Mary Elizabeth Summer is an instructional designer, a mom, a champion of the serial comma, and a pie junkie. Oh, and she sometimes writes books about teenage delinquents saving the day. She lives in Portland, Oregon with her daughter, her partner, and her evil overlor–er, cat. TRUST ME, I'M LYING, a YA mystery, will be released by Delacorte in Fall 2014.
For Sergeant Severins Bouvier, silence means tactical planning and a large death toll, and he can’t shake how danger threatens him on the beaches of Miami, especially after seeing one of his associates in a local sandwich shop. Worse, the enemy seems fascinated with the woman he can’t stop thinking about—a woman determined not to trust him.
Everything about Sev crashes through Kaia’s carefully placed boundaries, traps, and avoidances. Regardless of her lack of interest in the majority of men, the ones that did catch her off guard left a lot of collateral damage. Who better than a soldier to understand that?
The problem is that she trusts him. Just not with her heart.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Alisha Costanzo is from a Syracuse suburb. She earned her MFA in creative writing from the University of Central Oklahoma, where she currently teaches English. She’s the author of BLOOD PHOENIX: REBIRTH and BLOOD PHOENIX: CLAIMED, and co-editor of DISTORTED. In the meantime, she will continue to corrupt young minds, rant about the government, and daydream about her all around nasty creatures.
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“Can you help me, please?”
Pradipta wheeled around.
Standing behind was an unusually attractive lady. She wore a dark blue, chiffon saree which set off her fair complexion even more. Other than a thin gold chain with a tear-drop pearl pendant on her neck, she wore no jewelery. Her lips were pale pink, with no lipstick. Only the dark make-up on her eyes made her look even more unfathomable.
“You’re talking to me?”
Thus begins Coke, with this chance encounter at Kathmandu airport. But the plot thickens when the lady requests him to include her suitcase as part of his checked in baggage and then does a vanishing act, once the aircraft lands in Calcutta. What follows is a riveting page-turner, replete with unexpected twists as you encounter gangs warring over narcotics, policemen, functionaries, and a sinister master-mind who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. The furiously paced narrative takes you from the sleepy airport of Kathmandu to the packed streets of Calcutta, a mysterious mansion on the outskirts of town and an unforgettable chase-sequence through New Market.
From the author of the acclaimed Bengali novels ‘Kidnap’, ‘Shaaper Jhaanpi’ and ‘Robibar’ comes a high-octane thriller that’s seriously addictive and keeps you hooked till the end.
About the Author:
In so far as the pursuit of any true vocation is a life in itself, Barun Chanda – advertising guru, actor and writer, may be said to have had three. Born in Dhaka, he did his Masters in English at Jadavpur University. Following a brief stint as a lecturer in English, he embarked upon a career in the creative department of advertising that spanned more than 30 years, won him numerous awards and culminated in his tenure as Creative Director at Clarion McCann.
Acting occupies the second of his three worlds. In 1971, he scorched the big screen as a high-flying executive, playing the protagonist in Satyajit Ray’s ‘Seemabaddha’, and winning a special President of India Award for his performance. After a hiatus that lasted over two decades, he returned to the screen during the 90’s, and has since then acted in numerous TV series and more than 35 movies. Tackling Bollywood and Tollywood roles with equal aplomb, he has distinguished himself in films such as Lootera, Roy, Chotushkone, Aborto, MIshor Rohoshyo, Nayanchampa-r Dinraatri , Bela Sheshe and Jogajog. Chorabaali, where where once again he plays the protagonist, is his latest venture.
Barun’s third passion is writing. A regular film reviewer and contributor of articles to major dailies, in the last eight years he has published four highly acclaimed and successful novels in Bengali. His work has played a major role in establishing the adult thriller genre in Bengali literature.
your best friend started a rebellion in the
middle of a war? your lover awakened a deep evil and helped it
grow? your people were too cowardly to face a
battle? you stole an ancient power source? you gambled with the fate of the world?
Join five powerful warriors each with a unique ability and magical
weapons. Their quest is to discover where the transformed creatures are coming
from and put a stop to it.
Along the way they run into treacherous
immortals, sea monsters, powerful beasts of the air and talking animals.
Each has their own reasoning for joining the
quest, but one carries a deadly secret which just might be the destruction of
them all.
Author Bio
Angela J. Ford is an imaginative and entertaining writer who creates
stories of fanciful worlds that enable young adults to confidently believe in
possibilities and overcome differences to be stronger together.
Born in Ann Arbor, MI, and raised in Alabaster, AL, she moved to
Nashville, TN, where she currently resides, to pursue a degree in Music
Business at Belmont University.
Although her career has not been largely focused on creative writing, it
has been an integral part of her lifestyle. Brought up as a bookworm and
musician, she began writing The Four Worlds, a fantasy action, adventure series
at the age of 12. The storyline of those books was largely based off of
creative games she played with her sisters.
Originally finished when she was 16, after college, Angela began to
re-write the Four Worlds Series, bringing it from a child's daydream to an
adventure young and old alike can enjoy. Inspired by fairy tales, high magic
and epic fantasy, you’ll enjoy your adventures within the Four Worlds.
If you happen to be in Nashville, you’ll mostly
likely find her at a local coffee shop, enjoying a white chocolate mocha and
furiously working on her next book. Make sure you say hello!
Starman stood at the shore of the
great Dejewla Sea and stared at the enormity of the swaying body of
liquid. The water shone like sapphires, beckoning him to crawl into its watery
graves and swim and dive as if he were a child of aqua. Waves rippled across
the surface but any animals that used to dwell near the Sea had long
since disappeared. He could smell the richness of the soil as the plants close
to the water stretched their roots deep, bloating themselves on saltless
seawater.
Alaireia, on
the other hand, had already dropped her pack of supplies and was loosening the
black belt that carried her long sword. “It’s good we’re camping here for a
time,” she was saying, sitting on a fallen log to unstrap her black boots as
Starman continued to be captivated by the Sea. “I, for one, would like one last
swim before we enter the desert. Swift claims it is a dry, barren place.”
“It smells
like dead fish,” Starman said, wrinkling his nose.
“Starman?”Alaireia asked, standing barefoot on the shore. “Are you coming
for a swim?”
“Oh.”
Starman’s face turned red. “I…I…uh…”
Alaireia laughed
as she waded into the water to see how it felt. “The water is fine!”
“Uh…”
Starman turned to go, almost tripping over his feet. “I’ll go downstream with
the others,” he stammered.
“Wait,
Starman,”Alaireia called. He turned around, still blushing, but she stood
knee high in the water, staring into it. “What did you say it smelt like?”
Starman
opened his mouth to reply when something leaped out of the water, snatching Alaireia and
dragging her under. “Fish! Crinte!” Starman shouted all at once. “Help!
The fish have Alaireia!” He drew his sword and ran to the waterside, but
all was still again. Eyes like saucers, he ran back to the trees.
“Crinte! Marklus! Swift! Hurry!” he yelled.
He ran back
to the Sea only to shout and leap back in surprise as a monster surged out of
the water, its long, brown-spotted tentacles waving in every direction. Along
the length of each tentacle suction holes moved in and out as if the
creature were breathing in air and water at the same time. Its round head had
barely emerged but it was the center of the tentacles with two,
horrifyingly large, ink black eyes. Starman could see a mirror black image of
himself drowning in the sticky elixir of those eyes and immediately leaned over
to vomit in a bush. As he wiped his mouth on the back on his hand he
saw Alaireia, wrapped in one of the sucking tentacles. It was one of the
most beautiful and terrifying sights he had ever seen as she rose with the
creature, streaming with now muddied water. Her black hair hung long and her shoulders
were bare as she gripped the tentacle in both arms, her face a mass of
concentrated fury as she struggled for release.
“Alaireia!”
Starman yelled, dashing into the water with his sword raised. A tentacle
reached out for him and he slashed at it, ripping it open and causing black
blood to leak out. Starman almost gagged as the stench of decaying fish
overwhelmed him in the water. Despite it he moved closer to the great creature.
It towered above him, lifting Alaireia higher into the air. Starman
slashed at the next tentacle that tried to capture him, but
ultimately failed as one wrapped its slimy length around him and hugged his
body uncomfortably close. Still waving his sword, he proceeded to chop at the
thick length that held him, but the creature was unforgiving. It reared its
head even further out of the water, displaying a wide gaping mouth. It opened
it and roared.
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Title:
Wilhelmina and the Willamette Wig Factory
While attending the University of Illinois in Chicago, Whitney
Dineen was discovered by a local modeling agent and began an unexpected career
as a plus-size Ford model. She modeled in New York City before moving to Los
Angeles with her husband.
Cautiously the two girls finally climbed up the
fire escape. They stopped at the first landing and 
