by K. B. Draper
Daylen let out a little chuckle. “You should have a doctor check that out.”
“Ehhh,” she smiled warmly, “it’s worked well for me so far.”
Daylen nodded. “But still, we’re going up against blue ball throwing demon soldiers and possessed human vessels juiced up on sin.”
Kanyon smiled as she reached down to pull Daylen up to stand in front of her. “The most badass thing about that is,” she hooked her heels behind Daylen’s knees to bring her closer, “the WE part.”
Daylen leaned in, running a hand up the side of Kanyon’s face. “Yeah, that is kind of badass.”
“About freakin’ time,” Aunt Ruby stated as she passed their doorway.
“About freakin’ time,” Kanyon repeated as she pulled Daylen in for a kiss.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
In 2008, K.B. Draper discovered a talent for storytelling after drinking a bottle of cheap wine at a Christmas Party.
One of her equally intoxicated friends said, “You are so freak’n *burp* funny. You should write a book.” The idea stuck and so did a cocktail napkin (in an inappropriate place) but that’s a totally different story. After that, K.B. Draper taught herself to write; which was challenging because she was a bad student and an even worse teacher — but words started to make sentences, sentences made paragraphs and paragraphs eventually made a story, which came to be her first book, The U-haul Diary.
K.B. Draper is not a classically trained writer but she fakes it pretty okay and hopefully inspires a few chuckles along the way.
Books
The U-haul Diary
The Kanyon and Daylen Series:
Close-up
Fade-out
Stand-in
Demons Shemons - Book 1 in the Demons Series
Short Stories
Somewhere in the bottom of a fire pit there is an untitled love letter sent to an ex-girlfriend. Tequila told me to do it. The end.
http://www.kbdraper.com
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