Title: Love’s Pale Road
Author: Martin Gibbs
Series: Stand Alone
Genre: Fantasy/Romance (A Dark Love Story)
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: July 27 2014
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Tag Line: Love is a pale road, for Death waits at the end.
Blurb/Synopsis: Beware the one who will betray you; for you have given them your heart.
Love is often a beast of convenience: two strangers meeting and connecting on some chemical and psychological level; sharing laughs and tears, and maybe bodily fluids.
But love can be real, when it wants to be. There are honest moments in the days we spend with our lover, there are days of sunshine and laugher, and nights of pleasure.
When it wants to be real. Love has its own designs, as poor Bailey finds out: Tasked by a dead man to perform a murderous act, he finds himself in love with a stranger. He was a simple-minded farmer, tending his turnips and his pumpkins, when the outside world burst in, sending everything he held dear to the far winds.
And so the poor chap is alone and scared when Abigail bares her pretty face. Although her family lies dead—somewhere on the path behind her—Bailey trips headfirst into the wants of his own heart, takes her hand, and carries her along a new road.
For Bailey, Love is more than a chemical reaction: It is a living thing, a living road… a pale road. A pale, murky, dangerous road.
For Death waits at the end.
Martin Gibbs lives in the snow-covered paradise of Minnesota, where he writes novels, short stories, and poetry. By day he is an IT professional, though his passion for writing has led him down an intricate network of exciting roads.
Gibbs is an avid reader. He favors the classics: Dumas, Dickens, Tolstoy, Proust, Lovecraft; as well as Stephen King, Robert Jordan, George RR Martin.
He enjoys cross-country skiing, biking, and burning béarnaise sauce. He has two very active boys who share his wild imagination, and a wonderful wife who supports all the craziness.
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Abby laughed. “I like you, Bailey, you’re a great man.”
“Oh, I don’t know. Sometimes you do scare, me, with your eyes, but when you say stuff like that, you sound so seasoned and wise.”
“Fa says things like that.”
“I wish I could meet him. He’s just up ahead, but still…”
Ugly Nose. “I hope you can meet him, too.”
Her hand flashed out and was suddenly inside mine. I held it tight. My stomach buzzed, bubbled, burned, but I smiled. How long would Abby still like me?
“You are a sweet little one, aren’t you? So strong, handsome, and…” I could not hear her very well over the dripping. The only words were “yeah, that would be delicious,” then her lips moved, but I heard nothing. Drip. Drip-drip. Drip-drip-drip.
Seven drips. It would be the last time I would hear water dripping.