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A Date Worse Than Death
A Date Worse Than Death
A Date Worse Than Death
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What can possibly go wrong on a blind date? Everything!
Ginny North meets the man of her dreams, Pete Adams—except he’s not the creepy guy she has the date with. Too bad Pete might be crazy, too. Between blackmail and a demon from Hell, Ginny finds out there can be such a thing as a date worse than death.

A paranormal romance novelette, approx. 11,000 words or 37 pages

LanguageEnglish
Release dateMar 19, 2017
ISBN9781386074137
A Date Worse Than Death

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    A Date Worse Than Death - Lanette Curington

    A Date Worse Than Death

    Lanette Curington

    What can possibly go wrong on a blind date? Everything!

    Ginny North meets the man of her dreams, Pete Adams—except he’s not the creepy guy she has the date with. Too bad Pete might be crazy, too. Between blackmail and a demon from Hell, Ginny finds out there can be such a thing as a date worse than death.

    A paranormal romance novelette, approx. 11,000 words or 37 pages.

    Published by Silver Heart Books

    http://www.silverheartbooks.com

    http://silverheartbooks.wordpress.com

    Copyright 2011 Lanette Curington

    SHB Edition 1.6

    Copyright 2011 Lanette Curington

    Cover Design Copyright 2011 Mae Powers and Immortal Designs

    All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction and the characters and situations are a product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual situations or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

    Table of Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    About the Author

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    Chapter 1

    "I know this guy," my co-worker Keri Martin announced out of the blue.

    Of course you do, I thought and rolled my eyes. With my back to her, watering the plants on the window sill, I could get away with making faces. Keri was petite, pretty, perky—all those things I wasn’t. Well, I was pretty enough, but not in that blonde, Malibu beach bunny way like Keri. I had sandy brown hair and dark blue eyes.

    His name is Andy Lyons, she continued as if I’d expressed any interest in knowing more. He’s tall, even taller than you, Ginny.

    I stood nearly a head taller than Keri, but at five-foot-eight, I was hardly a giant.

    The small size of the office worked in my favor for once, with Keri’s side of the desk we shared less than a yard away. Turning around quickly, I aimed the watering can’s spout directly in front of me like the barrel of a gun. The spout cap didn’t have a tight seal and water droplets flung themselves at Keri.

    Hey! she yelped, spinning away in her rolling chair. She grabbed tissues from the box on the desk and swiped at the beads of water dotting her pale blue dress and perfectly tanned skin.

    Oops, sorry. I made a show of turning my weapon in another direction.

    She looked up at me, her cornflower blue eyes filled with hostility a split-second before turning back to their usual bogus uber-sweetness.

    No problem. Keri rolled her chair back to the desk, tossing the tissues into the trash can.

    I went to the small restroom, emptied the watering can, and set it in the cabinet under the sink. When I came back out, Keri once more started talking up the guy.

    Andy’s an old buddy of my brother’s from when we lived out of state. He’s staying in town a while and asked if I could introduce him to some of my friends.

    Friends? Keri and I could hardly be called friends. I’d been at Craig’s Tax Accounting Office since graduating high school seven years ago. Keri, five years younger than I, had been working here less than six months. We were co-workers, nothing more. We got along all right, as long as I held my tongue, but we had never socialized outside of the office.

    "What’s wrong

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