Thank you for the mention. I thought my originally posted draft was fairly good. When I finally admitted I couldn't do it by myself and accepted the offer from Carlos to edit my book I saw just how badly written it was. As far as keeping the old comments and everything else, I simply replaced the chapter text with the updated version. I had a good following already and it seemed the logical way to do it. Carlos helped me fix errors in the second book which I reposted the same way. The third and now forth book in the series were fully edited before I published here. Nothing wrong with redoing your work to make to make it better. The feedback from my readers was very positive and showed the effort was worth it.
I've already told you. I don't care what fires burn in Mexico. Not going there to fight it. You're characters are on their own for that one. lol. DC didn't exactly have fires and I don't think Miami has either, so that's two places that have been spared. Chicago had one, but long before either of us, or our characters existed.
A panicked voice coming through the radio headset caught everyone’s attention. “Bloody fuckin’ hell. Take cover.”
Strong gusts coming off the mountain increased, and flames easily rose one hundred and fifty feet into the air. Dry vegetation exploded with the fury of the attacking predator. A glowing blizzard of embers pelted the men, seeking any opening in their clothes to enter and burn.
Brandon held tight to the hose, as he dropped flat against the ground. Some of the men were knocke
Thank you, Mike. Pretty much how it goes. You arrive at the base camp and are quickly on the line. The thought of two words made me cringe while writing this and almost made me box this story: hero and heroic. It's just a job that needs to be done. Nothing more, nothing less.
I never gave much thought to cliffhangers before I started working with you. For the most part, I still don't. If they happen to work out that way, it's a bonus.
I'm having fun picturing you on a firefighter calendar with only a large axe strategically placed. You never really know what you're capable of until in the situation.
Thank you, Centex. It helps when you know and trust the people you're working with. You do the best you can when literally thrown in the fire with strangers. If you can find a rhythm with at least one, it helps.
Brandon woke from his nap feeling somewhat less than rested. His dreams had bordered on nightmares and left him frustrated. The last thing he wanted was to be put into a situation like he had in the past. The initial meet with his crew did not leave him with the impression he hoped for. He knew wolves would sometimes took what they wanted regardless if someone gave off the right scent, but he did not have to like it. Given his small size, in both human and wolf forms, larger animals tended to tr
I'm really enjoying your take on the lycan world. The pack house seems to be a common theme, but differs in most every story. It's nice to see a low level wolf stand up for himself. The confusing nature of their bond only adds to the fun.
This was a nice surprise seeing posted behind one of my stories. I'm not sure how I missed it before now, but I'm certainly enjoying this. Nice first chapter.
Thankfully I've got my Marine trained right. Jockstraps only for him, even though they're getting expensive. But it's worth it when he comes home and strips off that uniform.