It is with the greatest pleasure that I announce an Editor’s Pick Award for Noise, a sordid tale about passion, death and what drives people’s minds to insane decisions.
This fast-paced Molotov cocktail of intense conflicting emotions is a prime example of how to enthrall the reader’s attention in a narrative that flows so easily and effortlessly despite its breakneck speed. The sex happens so naturally like an inherent part of the story that we are just taken along on an erotic tale of blood, murder and razor-sharp phrases. A thriller seldom felt so exciting.
Please join me in congratulating Katherine for her well-deserved exploit.
Noise
I shouldn’t have listened to her. She did, after all, murder my friend. Her husband. My only run-in with cops had been a speeding violation when I was eighteen. There was zero reason to involve myself. “Jesus Christ, Jennifer,” I muttered to myself. Standing in the gap of their hedges, I looked at the front door. The little pots of basil and thyme, sitting next to a palm-sized clay turtle. “The fuck is wrong with you?” It...
Interracial
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