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Twilight Crossings
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ISBN-10: 1-89484-189-1
Genre: Fantasy/SF
eBook Length: 336 Pages
Published: December 2002

From inside the flap

Twilight Crossings is an exciting anthology featuring novellas by four of the most intriguing new voices in fantasy and speculative fiction today?Jeanne Allen, Jeanine Berry, Shannah Biondine and Sheri L. McGathy.

Twilight...a time when reality blurs and a universe of infinite possibilities seems to shimmer before our bewitched eyes.

Twilight Crossings?four novellas that will transport you to dazzling new worlds...

Reviews and Awards

If you liked TWILIGHT CROSSINGS, please be sure to check out TWILIGHT CROSSINGS II -- also available from Double Dragon Publishing.

TWILIGHT CROSSINGS has finaled in the 2004 EPPIES for Best Anthology

Thief of Dreams by Sheri McGathy, from the anthology TWILIGHT CROSSINGS has finaled in the 2004 EPPIES for Best Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Thief of Dreams by Sheri McGathy, from the anthology TWILIGHT CROSSINGS has finaled in the 2003 Sapphire Awards

"... varied and interesting. Do I recommend this book to genre readers? Yes, especially to women." ~ Piers Anthony, author of the Xanth series and many more!

"A treasure chest full of gems, each story in Twilight Crossings sparkles." ~ Elaine Hopper for Word Weaving

"Fantastic stories from awesome authors that you will want to read over and over. I enjoyed every moment of the book." ~ Detra Fitch for Huntress Book Reviews

"... a book that will light up your imagination ..." ~ Suzanne Coleburn,

"...a fantasy sampler of rare quality that discriminating readers of cutting-edge speculative fiction will adore." ~ Melinda Rucker Haynes, award-winning author of The Eternal Trust and Breach of Trust

Twilight Crossings (Excerpt)

by Shannah Biondine
Chapter 1
Kokomo, Colorado
October 1880
She drifted in with the first flakes of winter. The flurry served as an early reminder that the days grew shorter and chill. The aspens would soon drop their leaves of brilliant gold and copper, raise skeletal limbs toward threatening skies of pewter gray. The bitter winter season drew nigh.
Carruthers and other locals would quibble as to exactly which day it had been in late October. He'd swear he'd seen how the woman arrived?not by rail or stage, nor any modern conveyance, but walking in?calm and quiet, as though she belonged. She walked in without any bundles or a trunk, the trappings of someone on a journey. He hadn't noted the oddity then. Only later he wondered where she'd obtained her extensive wares and supplies.
No rail shipment or delivery came for an A. Malet that anyone could recall.
That was the first sign. Ambling into town empty handed. Deceptively peaceful, quiet like drifting snow, yet even more lethal. A man learns to respect the vagaries of nature. Knows his limits. The danger whispering with the sway of her skirts was darkling and mysterious.
The lady drifter came with nary a hint of her attendant vagaries . . . or warning that she'd come to test every man's limits.
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