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Jeanne forgets the caviar (Bayonetta 2 Fanfic)

The massive sword cuts through the fighter jet like paper before taking out the bridge behind the speeding train. As the debris rain around her Bayonetta’s eyes scan skyward, eyebrows furrowed in concern. She inhales counting down the seconds. 1 – 2 – 3. Then she feels the rush of air behind her. Exhale. Smile and turn. Jeanne. Looking as unperturbed as ever in that red biker suit of hers. Bayonetta feels the tension leach out of her chest.

“That was quick. Did you get everything?” The tone is light and playful, but Bayonetta knows nothing she says ever escapes Jeanne. For a split second, the other woman pauses as if to measure her reply before walking towards her friend. “Forgot the caviar. Do you think they’re still open?”

Inwardly Bayonetta smiles at the irony of Jeanne’s response. Who would have thought a year ago that they would settle down to domestic bliss. Jeanne was so much calmer these days, almost laid back to a point. Content on most days to ignore even Enzo and his insulting prattle. Gone was the angry, spiteful creature Bayonetta had been forced to fight to protect the younger version of herself and Luka so many months ago. As for herself, Bayonetta was not unaware that Jeanne’s presence in her life has made her far more confident in regard to herself and her dealings with others. A fact that Robin himself had remarked on more than one occasion. The world is dark and full of terrors. No place to be alone. Bayonetta was secure in the knowledge she would never need to be alone. Not like before. Again. Jeanne would never permit it.

Jeanne jerks her head at the harsh metallic screech of wheels, and Bayonetta’s gaze follows Jeanne’s eyes as a commuter carriage is jackknifed hard into the air only to be sliced into two by an alien appendage. The half blinded creature towering menacingly before them bears its wounds with a silent determined fortitude. Bayonetta wonders if it feels pain, loss or grief, but she has no illusions that it will be merciful to her or her kind. General of Paradiso. King of locusts resembling horses with crowned human faces, women’s hair, lions’ teeth, wings, iron breast-plates, and a tail with a scorpion’s stinger that torments those who do not have the seal of God on their foreheads.

“It’s not Christmas without caviar.” The words are said with a teasing disapproval. Bayonetta knows that Jeanne knows the pout is for her benefit. With a small sigh, Jeanne flips her hair back and turns to face the avenging angel. “Let’s finish this quickly then.”

Midnight 2 8

Now available for kindle and paperback

Dr. Kathleen O’Grady thinks she is attending to a routine call in ER until she meets a young woman chained naked to a gurney. Dragged screaming off the streets in cuffs, Devyn Tannon is terrified. Only Devyn isn’t suffering from a mental breakdown. Devyn says she sees dead people.

http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nav_search_go?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=midnight+phair

** * 3 Nov 2014 *** One book I believe that sorely needs a sequel

 

Sap Run

Now available for kindle and paperback

Alex had walked into the joint a cocky twenty-two year old with a manslaughter conviction hanging over her head. Now fifteen years later, she finds herself back on the streets because of a courthouse mistake. Born into nothing, Alex never understood the pathological attachment to life other people seem to have…that is until a bus ride brings her to the most beautiful place she’d ever set eyes on and the woman fighting desperately to keep it.

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00E2YJHNG/ref=nosim?tag=lifeisphai-20&linkCode=sb1&camp=212353&creative=380549

Endless Summer Waterfront Festival

OK, just to remind you guys because its next week. Phair will be hawking our books at the Endless Summer Waterfront Festival on Saturday, September 21th (rain date 22th). Its at Nantasket Avenue in Hull, MA from Noon to 5pm. All paperbacks are going for $10 each, lobster roll not included.

*** 3 Nov 2014 *** I’m going thru my posts and adding annotations because they were from so long back. Phair had a good time at the festival. Sold a bootful of books and returned the next year. Unfortuately the experience was totally negative this time round. So we decided that we will no longer be supporting the event.

 

The Ripper’s Daughter

Now available for kindle and paperback

A sadistic serial killer the press calls the Ripper’s Daughter is stalking the streets of Boston. The victims are seemingly random, but each is horribly mutilated and left to die in the open with their mouths glued shut. Colby Willis, a burnt out police detective haunted by her failure to prevent the murder of her mentor, Marty Walsh, drowns her days in Jack.Suffering from unexplained seizures and black outs, Colby is soon forced to confront Jessie Walsh, the daughter of her mentor and the woman she loved and betrayed. Locked away in a mental asylum and forgotten, Jessie holds the key to the killer’s identity.

Can Colby figure out what she’s forgotten in time to save Jessie or will she become the next victim?

http://www.amazon.com/The-Rippers-Daughter-B-Anders-ebook/dp/B008B649UW

 

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